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P.S - I cant believe I forgot to add this. Stupidstupid me. I also owe many thanks to faerietaleredux cause she was the one who gave the idea when one night I was all sleepless and uninspired and asked her for a prompt. It was Bollywood and that's where all of this came from. Without her, this wouldn't have even existed. Thanks, faerietaleredux!

Reel or Real?

//

Sonny smiled in her sleep, lips curving wide as she saw her and Chad racing down a sandy beach, close to the water's edge. It seemed that she was chasing Chad who was running clutching on to his head cause god forbid the wind mess it up.

She was close, so close to catching him. Sonny stretched out and arm and promptly fell out of bed. And that woke her up right away. She lay on the floor waiting for Chad's head to peek over the edge of the bed but that never came. Slowly she took stock of her surroundings and she realized that to her horror she was back in her own room, in her own house and in Hollywood!

And Chad was not there beside her! Last night she got married to him and she distinctly remembered falling asleep next to him. So where was he? She hurriedly went to her dresser to look at her reflection in the mirror.

Her plain and rumpled self stared back at her, confused. There was no sign that she had ever gotten married or even been to India. Here she was in Hollywood, dressed in her cow jammies and wholly unattached.

None of this made any sense to Sonny.

There was only one thing left to do.

Find Chad.

Not even bothering to change, she grabbed her car keys from the dresser and left.

//

No sooner had Chad parked his vehicle at the studio lot and that too haphazardly, he jumped out dressed in nothing but his boxers and a Power Rangers sweatshirt.

He woke up this morning and received the shock of his life.

First off, Sonny was not next to him, sleeping blissfully in his arms like he was pretty sure they were sleeping yesterday.

Secondly, he was back in Hollywood on his own bed in between his thousand strand Egyptian cotton sheets (and still no Sonny.)

And thirdly, he didn't even get to say goodbye to his not-parents and his awesome mustache was gone (and there was still no Sonny!)

What in the world was happening?

Just yesterday night hadn't he gotten married to Sonny after fighting for her hand and winning it from that evil villain Bikram Bish.

He couldn't have dreamt up all of that, could he?

While running through the parking lot, Chad and Sonny met half way and crashed. None of them fell though and instead gripped each other tightly as if each other were their only solid link in this twisted, upside down world.

"Ohmygosh Chad, did you notice, we're back!" Sonny said wildly, gripping Chad's arms tightly.

"I know! I didn't even get to goodbye to the not-parents! What the fuck is happening? I mean, who transported us there and back?" It would suffice to say that Chad was freaking out.

"I don't know! Today I woke up from this awesome dream about you, expecting you to be there right next to me but you weren't and then I look in the mirror and see that I don't even have any vermillion in my hair and we got married last night!"

Sonny was getting a wee bit hysterical. Okay, that was an understatement. And it was telling statement on how Chad was SO freaked out that he didn't even have a vaguely perverted quip about the dream that Sonny had about him.

"I know! I woke up with no you next to me, no mustache and no evidence of my awesome fight with Bikram Bish for your hand! I reiterate, what the fuck is happening with us?"

Suddenly Sonny's eyes brightened. She checked under her night shirt and brought her mangalsutra.

"I still have this on. So last night couldn't have been a dream. But that still doesn't explain anything. Why did we suddenly come back?" Sonny mused, holding the mangalsutra in her hand. They had both slightly calmed down after letting the freak out happen.

"Put that back in!" Chad hissed, looking around wildly for any paparazzi. They would have a field they if they saw Sonny with the mangalsutra and him standing next to her. After all, it was so easy to take two and put ten together even if in this situation they would actually be getting the truth for once.

Sonny put it back in hurriedly. No one else other than her and Chad needed to know about its existence. If other people knew, she knew feathers would fly and Mr. Condor would probably fire them both for hitching themselves behind his back and how could they explain that they had suddenly been transported to India and been made to marry by their not parents?

A random stagehand was walking by and he may have given the strange couple standing in their weird night dresses a look or two but he didn't give it a second thought. He had seen much worse and after all this was a Hollywood, people sometimes walked around naked here.

"What is today's date? Tell me right now." What he hadn't expected was the crazy lady to catch hold of him and look at him with a demented look in her eyes. Okay, he was pretty sure Sonny Munroe was only seventeen. Rising star and all that. Did this mean she was going bat-shit crazy in cahoots with Chad Dylan Cooper? Speaking of Chad Dylan Cooper, that guy was watching him like a shark watched unsuspecting fish which was going to be dinner very soon.

"Today is the nineteenth of April." He said evenly before slowly easing himself out of Sonny's vice like clutch and then running away as fast as his legs could take him. He should have just listened to his Dad and got a job back home hauling coal. But nooo, he wanted to go to Hollywood and make something of himself.

He was something alright. Prey for crazy stars on a acid trip.

Bah.

//

"Chad, the day we left was the eighteenth. And that stagehand probably thinks I'm a crazy lady who likes cows!" Sonny wailed.

"Well, you are right on both counts."

Sonny glared at him.

"But we did leave on the eighteenth so I'm not wrong."

Sonny glared at him some more.

"You? Crazy? No."

Sonny smiled, finally appeased. Okay the stage hand probably did think she was crazy and would never come near her again but she couldn't even. Things were a little crazy right now. She and Chad were probably going to talk and freak out some more but they spotted Marshall and at once they pasted smiles on their face and hooked their arms through each other's.

"Ah, Sonny, Chad. My two favourite people. Glad to see you here bright and early for rehearsal." Marshall said mopping his brow nervously. He had pretty much been sweating buckets since yesterday when he saw them have the epic fight. They were giving him ulcers cause he was worrying so bad. Therefore he was tremendously relieved to see them so amicable this morning.

Marshall sighed. It was probably all a ploy though. He popped another antacid.

"I'll see you in make-up soon," he said miserably, waving at them before setting off to his office for a BIG cup of hot back coffee. He would so need it to get through the day.

//

"That man worries too much." Chad said thoughtfully. "But never mind that. I think what we need to do Sonny is just forget about this whole thing. It may have seemed real in both our heads and I suspect it is but everything else around us seems to have remained the same and I don't think we're going to get any answers soon. Or ever. So we might as well forget about it and just chalk it down to one of those weird experiences."

"So you are asking me to forget about the fact that I loved you and married you and all?" Sonny asked with a strange look in her eyes.

"Stupid Sonny. I waited only for like ever to have you kiss me. Why would I ask you to forget that?" Chad asked with a patient air.

"I don't know. I don't even know why I had that stupid doubt." Sonny said, smiling sheepishly.

"I think we had better go get changed. I'm in my boxers and I'm slightly conscious of my chicken legs." Here Chad blushed, pretty much like a girl. Sonny giggled and both of them set off, seemingly having their minds set at ease.

//

Chad and Sonny were rehearsing in the Prop Room when Marshall came by. They were now properly dressed though they hadn't yet gone in for make-up and wardrobe.

"Oh good to see you rehearsing. And I already like that you are wearing the sketch prop Sonny. Way to get in character." Marshall said smiling nervously and mopping his head some more.

"What sketch prop?" Sonny asked blinking confusedly. She was just wearing her normal clothes.

"The necklace," said Marshall pointing at it. "It's for the marriage scene."

Chad stared at Sonny goggled eyed. Until now they thought that the necklace was proof of what had happened. But now the necklace was supposedly a prop.

What did that mean then?

"Excuse us Marshall. We need to go practice some more." Sonny said hastily as she grabbed a still goggle eyed Chad and left behind a bewildered and happy Marshall. Those two getting along so well was already making his ulcer subside. Unless it was all a ploy. He sighed and left the room.

//

"This just doesn't make sense anymore. I mean, we didn't smoke up or anything so that whole little trip to India was not in our heads. But everything here seems to tell us that maybe we just dreamed the most realistic and long drawn out dream of ALL time. Which was a Bollywood movie." Sonny was pacing around in circles and Chad was following her.

"I know! It all seems too real to be just a dream yet all evidence points otherwise." Chad mused thoughtfully. This was like the biggest mystery since him not knowing whether he was auditioning for Spiderman's reboot or not. He was not and since that was soleved, this took precedence.

He was still continuing his circular pacing when he bumped into Sonny who was not mutely pointing at the door, horrified.

Because Bikram Bish was walking through it, villainous mustaches and all.

"Oh fuck." That was all Chad said when he saw Bish walking up to them. Strangely enough, Bish was dressed in jeans and a tee and had a backpack slung over his shoulder.

"Hey guys, could you point me to the So Random set?" He asked looking at a map confused.

"You're o-on it," Chad stammered.

"Oh sweet. Hey, haven't I seen you somewhere?" He asked, his gaze brightening as he noticed the two of them staring at him terrified.

"On TV? Sonny offered helpfully.

"Nah man. Growing up I didn't have TV. Still don't. Wait, I haven't seen you both before. But you do look eerily similar to this couple who got married in my town recently. Oh by the way, the name is Vikram Vish. See you around." He said amiably and set off in the direction of god knows where cause Sonny and Chad were too gobsmacked to be paying attention.

"I…I need some fro yo." Chad said weakly.

"Me too." Sonny chimed in, her head in too much of a whirl.

She had no clue anymore as to what was real and what was not.

But it didn't matter. Because Chad was there by her side. That was all that mattered.

//

But what they both did not know was this. That sometimes it didn't matter whether some happenings were real or not. Or in their case, a Bollywood movie.

It was the end result of what came out of those happenings.

In this case, it was two people who finally decided to accept and give in to the truth that had been staring them in the face since the day they met.

That they were meant for each other.

After all, fate had it destined it so.

//

The End.

Yes, the ending was slightly vague and I know not what many of you all were expecting. It's not solid but it is the ending I had planned all along and this is how I wanted to end, no other way. Hopefully, you all don't hate it too much.

Thanks to everyone who ever reviewed. You guys are especially awesome seeing as you took a chance on this fic. I've enjoyed writing every bit of this and I hope you all did enjoy reading it.

Thanks again everyone, you are more awesome than words can express. :')