"Good morning, 2013!" screamed Princess Anna from Frozen as she yanked the drapes back to reveal the morning sun as it decorated the entire bedroom with it's orange light.
"Ugh! Do you have to shout so loud this late in the morning?" Her sister, Queen Elsa, groaned groggily from under the covers of her bed, annoyed by her sister's shouting.
"Uh oh. Someone's been staying up late again." Anna teased with a smirk.
Elsa only muttered under her breath under her velvet blankets as she tried to fall back asleep. But then Anna walked over, zipped around with a jump and landed butt-first on the bed. She stood up on her feet on the mattress and bounced up and down again and again to try and wake her sister up. She does this regularly to tease her sister in order to get her out of bed. Elsa had finally had it with Anna's childish games and sat right up on her bed, revealing her massive bedhead. It wasn't as bad as Anna's in the mornings, but still.
"Alright, alright! I'm up! I'm up!" Elsa griped and yawned.
"Good morning, Elsa." Anna smiled.
"Good morning, sis." Elsa groaned and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"You really shouldn't stay up so late signing papers and whatnot." The strawberry blonde assumed.
"I'm the queen. It's my job." responded Elsa.
"I know, but it isn't really necessary to work all night without getting some sleep." Anna said.
"Yeah, but it's imperative that I get stuff done." Elsa argued as she got out of bed to go change. "Sorry I don't always have to time for fun."
"Anyway, what's on today's agenda?" asked Anna.
"Well, Tip asked us to join her meeting over at 2015." said Elsa standing behind the folding screens as she stripped out of her nightgown.
"What's it about again?" asked Anna.
"There's been some strange goings-ons in 2012 lately." answered Elsa. "And she's been growing a little puzzled about it."
"Why should we care at all about what happens at 2012?" Anna asked incredulously. "They're nothing compared to us."
"Oh, Anna. You don't know that." Elsa said.
"Elsa, did you not hear about the so-called apocalypse that was supposed to occur that year?"
"What's so bad about an apocalypse that wasn't supposed to happen in real life?"
"It scared the hell out of a lot of people!" Anna exclaimed. "Did you know some people in the real world have committed suicide?"
"Anna, I don't really wanna hate a group of people because of a minor setback." sighed Elsa as she appeared from behind the screens wearing her trademark blue dress.
"Minor?" scoffed her sister. "Don't make me laugh."
"You wouldn't understand, baby sis." Elsa giggled, pinching Anna's cheek.
Anna smacked her hand away, laughing.
"Stop!" She guffawed.
"Come on, let's get ready. We don't want to keep them waiting."
Kristoff Bjorgman, Arendelle's Royal Ice Harvester and Anna's husband, sat in the residential bar in Arendelle with a couple of his friends; John Reid and Tonto from The Lone Ranger, Guy from The Croods and Nick Walker from R.I.P.D. Kristoff chugged a mug of beer down and sighed.
"So my wife has been desperate for baby lately."
"Has she?" asked John.
"Yeah. And take a look at Elsa. She's not even married."
"Eep's been bugging me about having another child." replied Guy.
After his movie, he and Eep got married (or "mated" as they prefer) and gave birth to their firstborn daughter named Tiger after the character from Guy's story in the film. Eep has been really addicted to copulation with her mate. Guy could only turn to Nick, a fellow Ryan Reynolds character, if things got complicated.
"Ever hear about what happened at 2012?" asked Kristoff.
"Bughuul was abducted last night." Tonto answered.
"That's a story in the next 100 years." Nick remarked.
Just then, Anna entered the pub and saw her husband by bar. She smiled and walked over to Kristoff.
"Hey, sweetie." She greeted. "We have a meeting with Tip over at 2015 today."
"Now?" He asked.
"Yes, now." Anna nodded and grabbed his arm. "Come on. We don't want to be late."
"I'm coming, feistypants." said Kristoff as he let his wife drag him away out of the pub.
"How can anyone be jealous of the situation he's in?" asked John rhetorically.
Standing in front of the doors to the 2015 Faction, Elsa went up to the speaker to the left side of the door while Anna waited next to her boyfriend Kristoff and his pet reindeer, Sven. Olaf was there with them as well who eagerly asked to come along. Elsa pressed the green "call" button to which it made a brief buzzing noise.
"Yes?" Called a voice over the speaker.
"It's Queen Elsa from Frozen." replied Elsa as she held a finger on the red button. "I'm here with my sister and friends to see Tip and Oh."
"Wait, aren't you a 2013-er?" The man on the speaker asked.
Elsa rolled her eyes at the man's thickness. "Frozen Fever?" She stated.
Then there came the blare of a siren and the spinning light of a red alarm as the large doors sparked to life and began to slowly move apart, granting the Frozen cast entrance. Once inside, Elsa looked around to see all of the 2015-ers going about their usual everyday business. The giant, glowing, pixelated form of Pac-Man from Pixels ran past them, clamping his big mouth open and closed over and over. Elsa shook her head in amusement and pressed on. Inside the Capital Cinitel, the brown-skinned teenage girl with an afro by the name of Gratuity "Tip" Tucci was looking outside her window at her Faction. It seemed like it was yesterday that she and her fellow 2015-ers came into this world, but it actually last year. Her co-leader and best friend, Oh of the Boov alien race, stood by her side. Just then, there was a knock.
"Come in." Oh called.
The door opened and a young woman with black hair tied in a bun, although with a strand of hair falling down her forehead, entered the room. She wore a blueish-lavender professional suit, high-heel shoes, as well as carrying a clipboard in her hands. She was known as The Mother from The Little Prince, Tip's secretary and advisor. However, because she had no real name in her movie besides a description, she was named Brooke Langdon, since Tip didn't want to refer to her as just what she was described as. She was always the busy, workaholic type. Always making sure that work is done and that everything is as essential as possible. Unfortunately, Tip can't help but wonder if she had OCD, given the fact that Brooke always had to make everything perfect and precise. She turned to face her.
"Brooke." She smiled. "What can we do you for?"
"Tip, I have come to inform you that the meeting is in two minutes." confirmed Brooke.
"Thanks for the info." Oh thanked.
"Also, you might want to take care of your hair while you're at it, Tip." Brooke then added.
"This is how I always have my hair. It's me, remember?" Tip said.
"Yeah, but you wouldn't want to show up a business site looking like that." Brooke gestured to Tip's usual clothes and hairstyle. "Same to you, Oh. You don't need to wear the exact same attire everyday. Just my opinion."
This made Oh look at his Boov clothes in confusion and turned blue. He always wore this outfit as his fellow Boov did.
Tip rolled her eyes and said, "Brooke, please. I am fine the way I look, okay? Can you give it a rest?"
"You hired me as your advisor for a reason, Tip."
"I'm the leader, Brooke. I'll choose however I want to dress. I'll make those decisions myself. Thank you very much." snapped Tip sharply. "Now run along."
Brooke sighed deeply and bowed her head.
"Yes, Tip. See you at the meeting." She said and left the room, closing the door.
"You don't need to be rough on her, Tip." exclaimed Oh.
"I know, but you know how she is with her constant perfectness and need for long hours of work." Tip crossed her arms.
"She is just doing her job like you want her too, right?" suggested Oh concerned.
"Yeah, but she tends to overdo it." Tip sighed.
Brooke's young daughter, May, was hanging out with her two friends, Riley Andersen from Inside Out and Griffin Bowen from the Poltergeist remake. Ever since May helped her mother settle down from constant work, May was now free to have friends, such as her Aviator friend, who hasn't come up with a good name for himself yet. May, Riley and Griffin saw in the abandoned theme park in the forest of Madison, Delaware, about a few blocks from the house R.L. Stine lived in. Now May and her mother weren't too fond of the hotheaded horror author as he was a difficult individual to get along with. For them, at least.
"What have you been thinking, May?" Riley asked her friend.
"Well, I was planning on visiting the 2016 Faction. Just a little friendly outing." May answered.
Her two friends looked at her as if she was crazy. Never had she suggested crossing over to another faction. That was against the laws of the movie world and this sounded like suicide. Or just plain stupid, to be exact.
"You want us to go with you to 2016?" Griffin asked dumbfounded. "That's crazy! We're 2015-ers. We're not supposed to speak with other yearlings. Let alone, infiltrate their faction lands."
"Come on, you guys." urged May. "It'll be fine. We'll just go in, take a look around, try not to get seen or heard, come back here and pretend it never happened. Simple as that."
"But none of us are 2016-ers, in case you didn't notice." Griffin reminded her.
"Well, I am. Sort of." May shrugged at her little implication. "I mean, my movie came out in 2015, but it came out on Netflix in 2016."
"That really doesn't count." retorted Riley. "We were all born from the big screen."
"At least consider Netflix as a V.I.P. pass." May suggested.
Her two friends shared a skeptical look towards each other. Sure, May just wanted to explore other factions for a change, but it was just wrong to just trespass on others' lands like that. Riley has been like the sister May never had and she loved Griffin like a bother as well. They did everything together. But if they were going to do this, they have to be sneaky about it.
"We just get in, take a look around and come back before our parents find out." May informed.
"Okay, Mayday, we'll do it." Riley replied, using her nickname for her.
"Great!" grinned May. "And I was hoping to bring him along."
Riley and Griffin both looked to see who she was pointing at. There was Max Engel from Krampus, just sitting alone on a log by myself. He hardly has any friends at all so May wanted to make it up to him.
"Max? From the Christmas horror movie?" Riley asked with confusion as to why she would ask him along.
"I'm from a horror movie too." Griffen told her.
"Yeah, but he beats up a kid at the beginning of his movie over Santa Claus." Riley pointed out.
"That was only because the kid was insulting Santa Claus! And who's to say his dumb cousins are any different?" May defended with concern and anxiety in her tone.
Riley sighed and said nothing to try and prove a point, knowing this wasn't going to be an easy-win argument.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt."
May smiled and made her way over to the curly-haired lonesome boy. He had his head down, just boredly watching the grass with nothing else to do. So he didn't notice the girl with the black hair held back with the white headband and the dark blue school uniform, skirt and black Mary Janes. She caught his attention by clearing her throat. Max lifted his head to look at her.
"Hi, Max." She waved with a pleasant smile.
He looked behind, thinking she was referring to someone else. Realizing she wasn't, he gestured to himself.
"You're talking to me?" asked Max.
"Yeah, of course, I am. Isn't your name 'Max'?" May asked him.
"You never talk to me." He reminded her.
"Well, I deeply apologize for that. And I'm gonna be talking to you from now on. Starting now."
"Uh...I forgot you're name." Max said, narrowing his eyebrows.
"May. May Langdon."
She held out an open palm out to him, ready for a handshake. With some hesitance, but glad that she was noticing him, she grasped her hand and shook it. When they let go, he looked at his hand.
"I've always wondered what an animated character's body felt like." He muttered.
May chuckled, having heard him, even from that hushed voice.
"We feel just about the same as a live-action character. I'm CGI, so I'm basically just pixels and computer codes and all that stuff, you know?"
"Uh, yeah. Very nice." Max retracted his hand and gave her a look. "What exactly do you want?"
May bit her bottom lip and looked around nervously before she blurted out silently to him, "Me and my friends are going to 2016 and I wanted to invite you along."
"2016? Are you crazy? We'll get in trouble." Max warned her, eyes widened and sounded afraid and worried.
"Come on. I promise it'll be super quick and easy. We'll just get in and come back out after we've had our fun. Believe me, I've snuck into the Aviator's backyard to visit him behind my mother's back when she's not home."
Max rested his head on a hand as if bored of talking to her.
"Until she found out after the pilot guy nearly crashed the car?" He remarked.
This made May freeze in her words as she struggled to find an excuse, but came out with nothing. He did have a point. Riley and Griffin have each other an agreeing nod.
"Okay, you're right. But I still kept seeing him after that. Nothing would stop me." She informed.
"Alright, I'll go with you. But if my parents find out about this and ground me, that's all on you." Max reminded her with a hard glare.
"Fair enough." May nodded.
There you guys go. There's the next chapter to this story of mine. Since people won't stop whining to me about my other unfinished stories, it's only fair to just at least try to write some of my other stories. Thank you all for your support. But keep in mind that I still have a life as well as you all do and I have a job now. There will be times for me to write stories, so just be patient.