A Full Movie's what I'm Thinking of

How can things go oh, so wrong? Wallflower thought to herself.

The thought hounded her as she looked through tape after tape, DVD after DVD, as she had been doing for the past week or so. It only seemed like yesterday when she took up the favor Sunset asked for her to take on. Well, more like a favor she herself took on, Sunset never really asked her. But now she was completely regretting her decision.

It started as any other sleepover, Wallflower went over to Sunset’s flat, they sang, danced, bought an excessively unhealthy amount of junk food, even kissed and cuddled, and then finally settled down for a movie.

“Okay, let’s see here, Lion King? No. 101 Dalmatians? Already seen that. Beauty and the Beast? Meh, too cliche.” Sunset quickly found that her library of films was lacking. “Shoot, I guess that’s all of them.” Suddenly, Sunset’s eyes widened as an idea struck her. “What about Up?”

“Up?”

“Up!” Sunset exclaimed. “I’ve heard some of the girls say a lot of good things about Up.” Sunset sighed after a moment of reminiscing. “Trouble was, I never was able to watch it before. What with all the Equestrian magic crises we had to deal with and all.”

Wallflower paused to wrap her head around Sunset’s fascination with the Disney-Pixar animated film. “I-It is pretty good.”

“You watched it!?” Wallflower jolted back as Sunset quickly rushed into her personal space. “Please please tell me you have a copy of Up.” Sunset asked as her lips formed a pout.

“W-Well…” Wallflower paused, hesitant to give a definite answer. While she did watch Up before, she wasn’t sure if she still had a copy at home. I can’t let her hopes up like this, not if there’s a chance that I don’t have it.

Wallflower was about to give her response when Sunset gave her the sweetest, most heartbreaking teared-up puppy-eyes she had ever seen. So sweet in fact that she was certain even Pinkie could’ve gotten diabetus if this was all shoved into a cookie or a cake.

Right then and there Wallflower’s heart melted like butter. She couldn’t just say ‘no’ to Sunset, not with that face. She just couldn’t.

“I… I think I might have a copy at home… I can bring it here the next date we have…” Wallflower reluctantly offered.

Sunset’s face morphed into a very wide grin, as she quickly wrapped her arms around the green girl and squeezed with a squeal as she kissed Wallflower on both cheeks. “Thank you Wallflower! Thank you! Thank you!”

Wallflower couldn’t do anything but think worriedly to herself on how she was going to find a copy of Up to give to Sunset.

The cluttered room before her didn’t give Wallflower any hope as she looked on in sheer terror.

Saying she had a copy of Up was one thing, actually finding it was another. Initially since the offer, she had went on with the rest of the week thinking she’d come across it in the many passes she made around her home. But as the days melted into each other, it became more and more apparent that the DVD wasn’t going to show itself anytime soon. She became increasingly anxious as the day came closer and closer.

Despite all of this, she kept up the hope that maybe, just maybe her luck would change at the very last minute.

But then the day came, and there was still no movie about flying houses and eccentric birbs.

And so now Wallflower was facing the current conundrum of collecting the castaway circle.

Wallflower furrowed her brow as she rolled her sleeves up, and took a deep breath. It’s okay Wally, the date won’t be for a few hours, you’ve still got time to try to find It to give her Up. Or was it find Up to give It? Hmm… The familiar tri-tone of a text notification broke her out of her riviere as she squeaked in startled surprise. She quickly picked up the phone, and quickly looked through her messages.

Sunset: Can’t wait to see you tonight Wally! <3
Sunset: Don’t forget to bring Up! :)

A chill ran down her spine as Wallflower remembered why she was in her room in the first place. She quickly typed back some reassurance before she set to dig through the trainwreck that was her room. Shirt by shirt, sock by sock, she left no dust bunny overturned as she tried her best to sort through the unbridled chaos.

Try as she might, the most she got for her efforts was pure exhaustion, and acleaner room, with said dust bunnies being brutally murdered in the ensuing search and destroy mission.

Wallflower panted as she tried to regain some strength and figured out her next course of action. If I can’t find a copy of Up in my room, where can I find another copy? Fluttershy? No, she’d be crying throughout most of the movie. Rainbow Dash? Not likely, unless Fluttershy made her. Twilight? Nah, not in-character for her. Wallflower mused to herself. That only leaves Rarijack and Pinkie.

In all honesty, it was likely either of them had a copy. Rarity and Applejack were basically just as inseparable as Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. On top of that they had little siblings that would likely have watched the film as well.

As for Pinkie… well… Pinkie was Pinkie… She was a child at heart. Naturally she’d have a copy of every Disney movie in existence… Maybe… Right?

With a plan in mind, Wallflower packed the belongings she needed for her date with Sunset, and set out on her hero’s journey to find the lost disk of Up.

She decided to hit the farthermost place first: the Apple Family Farm.

Wallflower made it to Applejack’s door. With a mountain of anxiety and trepidation, Wallflower raised her fist and lightly knocked the wooden door, before it opened to reveal the blonde. “Hey there Applejack.”

“Heya sugarcube, what brings you to Sweet Apple Acres?”

“I… I have a date with Sunset tonight.”

“Really? Well fall from a tree and call me an apple.”

Wallflower paused, second guessing on whether or not she would want to inconvenience Applejack with something as trivial as this. You’ve already made it this far, Wallflower. Might as well. “I… I was wondering if you had a copy of Up.”

“Up?”

“Up.”

The farmgirl rested her head against her knuckles as she presumably thought about the possible whereabouts of such a buoyant movie. “Sorry sugarcube, I have a copy, but Apple Bloom’s watching it with her friends tonight for their sleepover.”

“What about Rarity?”

Applejack flushed at the mention of the fashionista. “We kinda share the movie as well, she wouldn’t have it. Even if she did have it, she’s already over here. We’re… having a special night tonight.” She nodded behind here, where Rarity waved at the duo as she waited politely at the dinner table.

Wallflower’s face melted in a crestfallen frown. “Oh.”

Applejack comfortingly laid a hand on Wallflower’s shoulder, and gave it a little squeeze. “Don’t worry there Wallflower, you still have time to find a copy. You can check if Pinkie Pie has a copy.”

Wallflower nodded. “I was actually going to check there after I checked Rarity’s.” She shrugged Applejack’s hand off of her shoulder and pulled her into a hug. “Thank you so much Applejack, have a good night!”

“Aww, you too sugarcube. Good luck in finding a copy now, ya hear?”

Wallflower hummed, and let go, she waved as she made her way back into town, to the Sweet Shoppe. As she neared the eatery though, she couldn’t help but feel her impending doom as she saw the sun begin to set down, signaling the oncoming date she had with Sunset.

Wallflower picked up the smell of freshly-baked goods from the kitchen as she neared Pinkie’s workplace. She crossed her fingers in desperate hope as she walked in, and the bell chimed signaling her entrance.

No sooner did that bell chime did a pink ball of blur bounced over to her to greet her. “Hey there, Wallflower! What can I do for you today!? Oh, oh! Is it a birthday!? An anniversary!? A Birthdaversary!?”

Wallflower couldn’t help but smirk as she felt Pinkie’s excited energy seep into her, valiantly combating against the sheer anxiety she had walking in. She shook her head. “No, none of those Pinkie. I was just wondering if you had a copy of Up?”

Pinkie stopped hopping and tilted her head at an odd angle in confusion. “What’s up?”

“O-Oh, um… the sky I thi-hey!” Pinkie giggled uncontrollably

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist. Let me see if I still have it with me.” Pinkie rushed up the stairs to the attached apartment residencies, as Wallflower nervously looked down at her phone and checked the time.

“Sorry Wallflower! Cheese Sandwich just borrowed the movie because he said he needed something to cry to!” Pinkie said as she abruptly somehow phased through her phone to touch noses with her, causing Wallflower to yelp as she quickly caught her phone before it fell to its death, only to once again frown morosely at her apparent failure.

“U-Umm, thanks anyway Pinkie…”

Pinkie bit her lip, her hair deflating as she saw Wallflower fall everso deeper into despair. That is until an idea popped into her head and caused her hair to inflate back to its original springiness. “I have an idea!”

“What?”

“You’ve still got some time left before the big night, right?” Wallflower nodded. “You can still rush down to the supermarket and find a copy before you go to meet Sunset.”

“Pinkie, I already have a copy… I just don’t know where it is.”

“I know that, silly! You can then give Sunset that copy of up for her to keep! It’ll be the best gift ever!”

Wallflower thought about it for a moment, before a grin crept back into her face. Yes, it could work, it might just work! With raised spirits, she glanced at her phone, and gaped in horror at the encroaching deadline. She quickly rushed out the door. “Sorry Pinkie, I have to go! Thanks for the idea!”

Pinkie raced out the door and stood out on the sidewalk “Goodluck Wallflower!!!”

And that’s how I got here. Wallflower mused to herself bitterly, her recollections of the events leading up to her knee-deep in supermarket shelves taking her back to the present, still desperately searching for the coveted movie.

Wallflower had made a dash towards the local supermarket. Hellbent on trying to find Up. She ran past couples, children, street venders, and other petitioners asking her to sign stuff ranging from improving local parks to making casual Friday an actual holiday, to settling the centuries long war on whether or not tacos should be eaten only on Tuesday or could be eaten any day. She looked worriedly at the skyline as she saw the sun dip down lower past the horizon.

Come on Wallflower! You need to get there, you need to give her up! You can’t let her down now! Not after you two built! With a newfound sense of determination she clenched her teeth as she tried to push through to her only hope.

She made it to the local supermarket in record time, albeit she was panting in sheer exhaustion from the amount of exertion she needed to get there. She quickly rushed in and made a beeline towards the movie section.

She began her search for the movie. From A to Z she browsed through countless blu-rays and normal DVD’s, with the occasional misplaced vinyl record from whoever decided not to clean up after herself. Ignoring the various complaints from market staff and the typical Karen. She just had to find a copy of Up, she needed to.

Her anxiety only increased tenfold as she tried to look through title after title. Up was nowhere to be seen. Come on, come on! where can it be? Surely they’d have it stocked! It’s not like the entire town wanted Up! Right!? Wallflower thought to herself as she continued with what was beginning to look like a countless search. The music being played by the speakers didn’t help, as they noted how everybody could see her. How they were all looking and staring, how they could see her despair, her desperation, see her hopelessness.

“Hey there Wallflower!” The green girl yelped out as an all too familiar voice broke into her focus. She turned around to find Sunset before her. She was just standing there, in her standard affair of light blue dress, faded jeans, leather jacket, and sneakers, her face framed by glistening red hair as usual. Popcorn, chips, and all sorts of snacks stuffed into a basket.

And she still didn’t have the movie with her.

“Ready for the date tonight?”

“U-Ummm… Yeah?”

“Great! You’ve got Up with you right?”

Wallflower unconsciously looked behind her, at the rows upon rows of movies. Of all the titles she tried to see, Up was still nowhere to be seen. She looked back at Sunset. Trembles rippled through her body as she tried to think up a response. The music continued to put on the pressure urging her to give Sunset Up, give her Up. Just give her Up. Sweat began to rush down her face like a garden hose as further panic set in.

Come on Wallflower, just confess that you don’t have Up already! What can go wrong?

Easy for you to talk, me! She might just decide we’re not worth the effort! Not after this disaster!

We can probably keep looking, say that we’re working on it.

But we can’t even find a copy of Up! Not here, not there, not anywhere!

Hey that actually rhymed!

“Umm Wallflower, are you alright?” Sunset asked in concern as the resident green thumb stood there unresponsively.

It wasn’t long before her panic morphed the words, until they turned into Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na, na, na. We’re completely fucked! Completely fucked! We’re completely fucked!

It was then that Wallflower panicked. She quickly dashed out of the supermarket, screaming, not knowing where to go she rushed again through streets, byways, and boulevards. Through the ever waking nightlife that was starting to form as day turned into dusk, and turned into night.

She could only hope that Sunset could forgive her, if she could ever find her.

It wasn’t long until Wallflower found herself on the doorway of a familiar building: Sunset’s apartment. Sunset was still nowhere to be seen. She’s still probably at the market, wondering what just happened. Wallflower berated at herself.

She sighed, and walked in through the lobby and up to Sunset’s room. She took out the spare key Sunset had given her, entered the room, and plopped herself down on the couch. Still unsure on what she should do from there.

She’d come clean and admit she didn’t have Up, that was the one certainty. What was to come after that was still up in the air.

First she heard the door open, then shut. A familiar warmth sat down next to her and cautiously laid Wallflower down to their lap. “Is this okay?” Wallflower nodded. Soon the familiar sensation of fingers carding through her hair filled her synapses. Soon her anxiety subsided, until all she could focus on was the redhead’s soothing touches on her scalp. “You’ve had a hard day, haven’t you?”

“Mhmm.” Wallflower nodded again, still calming down from her panic attack. “I’m… I’m sorry…”

“For what?”

“For not being able to give you Up.” Wallflower confessed. “I tried everywhere, my room, our friends, even the supermarket. I wasn’t able to find Up for you Sunset. I’m sorry” Wallflower felt hot tears stream down her face as she lifted the guilt off of her chest.

Sunset continued to stroke her hair, and wiped away the tears in an effort to comfort her. “It’s alright Wally, you tried your best.”

Wallflower looked up at Sunset. “Y-You’re not mad at me?”

Sunset shook her head. “Not in the slightest. Besides, I think I might have a way for us to watch Up.” She opened her laptop, opened up Disney+ and typed in an unfamiliar username and password. “After you ran off… I decided to text our friends. Turns out Twilight has a Disney+ account.” Wallflower raised her eyebrows in surprise. “I know, shocker right? She has it around for all the Star Wars and Marvel stuff.”

“So we can watch Up after all?” Wallflower asked, eyes wide with hope.

“Yup.” Sunset gently nudged for Wallflower to sit up. “I’ll go make the popcorn and change, you can change as well. Sounds fine with you?” Wallflower nodded, a smile returning to her face. “Great! I’ll be right back!”

As Sunset and Wallflower laid together, cuddled up together in a blanket in their Pj’s, watching the movie, Sunset’s eyes widened in realization. “Wallflower, do you know what day it is?”

“Friday?” Wallflower answered perplexedly, they always had their dates on the weekend, that wasn’t any strange as far as she knew.

“Yeah, but the date… It’s April first…”

“So?”

“So… you’re telling me…”

Wallflower’s eyes widened in horrific realization. “Nooo…”

“That you couldn’t give me Up…”

“Nooooo…”

“Because you didn’t want to let me down?” Sunset said with a mischievous smile on her face.

Wallflower grabbed a throw pillow and screamed into it, laughing hysterically at the sheer absurdity as the movie played in the background.

Author's Note:

And so ends my first forte into April Fool's writing! I've had this entire idea on my mind since last April Fool's! XD I know it might not exactly be shit-posty, but I hope you've all enjoyed the story at the very least.

Feel free to leave constructive criticism and be sure to check out my other works. Until then, have a great April Fool's!

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