A/N: Deticated to grey-eyed-goddess. This idea comes from her, and I thought it was so clever I wanted to do it myself. Go read her stories, they're the best Bessa you shall ever read. EVER.
So the idea is, you stick iTunes on shuffle, and use the first however many songs to write a short little story. I'm going to use 4 songs. These are in the actual order that they came up, I haven't changed anything. I love a challenge. I've never done a songfic before, but bear with me.
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Your Song – Elton John
Take Me or Leave Me - Rent
As Long As I've Got You – Oliver Tompsett (spooky :S)
Tais Toi Mon Coeur – Dionysos (see explination.)
Ok, number 4 is a French song, and it basically is about someone who's changed (the video has him turning into a wooden man, which seems quite appropriate for Wicked..) It literally means "Shut up my heart."
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Your Song
"Fae.."
"Yero, I'm trying to read." She patted his shoulder distractedly, engrossed in her book.
"Are Animal Rights really more interesting than me?" He pouted, the firelight gleaming in his eyes. She gazed at him for a moment, transfixed by his beauty. The colour seemed to change every second. Green to blue, blue to turquoise. Oh, she felt paralysed, doomed to remain hypnotised by the eyes of this Unnamed God for all eternity.
"Fae?" He waved his hand in front of her face. "Fae?"
"Guh.."
"What? Are you ok?" He chuckled. "C'mon, you said you'd help me with this essay." He stared at her again. "You're staring at me.." Is there something you want to tell me?" His eyebrow was raised, and Elphaba gulped.
"Err, yes.." Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen.. "You have toothpaste just there.." He blushed, and dabbed at the non existent toothpaste stain.
Perfect. He'd never suspect a thing.
Fae, I was wondering, if..if you'd like to go out sometime. With me, I mean..I mean, I'd understand if you don't want to, because of what happened with Galinda, but that's over now, and I think..I think I'm falling in love with you. No, too soppy.
Fae, I was wondering, if..if you'd like to go out sometime..I mean, I'd understand if you don't want to, because of what happened with Galinda, but that's over now.. Meeting you has changed my life.
That sounded pretty good, he thought. Maybe a bit too girly at the end, though. When she'd finished explaining the essay, he'd ask her.
How wonderful life is, he thought, now you're in my world, Fabala.
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Take Me or Leave Me
"Nessa, we were just talking!"
"Oh, please, like I didn't see the way your mouth hung open, or how your eyes kept being dragged downwards. I may be in a wheelchair, but I'm not blind!" She wheeled away, furiously.
"Oh for Oz's sake, stop being so obsessed with me!" They both gasped. Boq stammered "Oh, Nessie, Nessie I'm sorry!"
"No. No, forget about it. You're not the only boy who I could go out with, you know Biq!"
"Boq!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Biq!" Her voice was high pitched, and she tossed her hair. "Oh, look, there's Fiyero! He's so scandilacious!" She giggled manically, and Boq backed away from her.
"Nessa, I'm sorry, but I will ALWAYS be in love with Miss Galinda! You can either live with it, or live without me."
"Fine!" She wheeled away as fast as she could. "I'm leaving! I'm GONE!"
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As Long As I've Got You – Oliver Tompsett
Things had been crazy for the last week. Five reported sightings, all over Oz. Fiyero had seen it as his duty to rush to the first three, but when the first turned out to be a bush in the dark, the second a frog on a stick and the third a scarecrow, he gave up.
Glinda had grown more frantic each day; she ached to see Elphaba again, he knew. He felt her shaking at night, kissed away her tears and held her until she drifted into a troubled slumber. However much he missed Elphaba, he felt his love for Glinda growing every day. In the four years they'd been together, he'd fallen in that kind of love you think will never happen to you.
The problem was, he felt like that about Elphaba too.
If he couldn't have Elphie, Glinda was the next best thing. He knew he was selfish, fickle, brainless..every insulting adjective Elphaba would be able to think of. He stole a glance at the resting Glinda, for once sleeping peacefully.
I don't need anything else, as long as I've got you here. Whenever you're on my mind, even the clouds still shine, and even the rain feels fine. It's a crazy world we live in. But everything seems so clear, as long as I've got you.
And so he slept, face buried in the delicate blonde hair of his lover.
Tais Toi Mon Coeur – Dionysos
He hated the way he could feel his joints creaking with every movement. He was running, awkwardly and painfully. He had no heart – but could still feel pain? How cruel fate could be.
Nessa was dead. The Wicked Witch of the East, crushed by a house. A fitting end for one so unforgiving, it seemed. But, as he ran, images of his Wicked mistress flitted in and out of his head.
Her smile, her laugh, the way her hair curled by her neck. The way she destroyed his life.
When had Boq become so cold and unforgiving? She was dead now; the time to let good memories cover the evil. If Miss Galinda could see him now.
She wouldn't recognize you. She dosen't love you, she never did. She loves Fiyero, she dosen't even know who you are!
The words Nessa had screamed at him one night in a desperate rage thundered into his mind. Followed by the way she had clung to him, sobbing her apologies.
He loved her.
Shut up, my heart.
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A/N: I really enjoyed doing this, so I'll probably end up doing more for fun. I'd love some feedback, so please review!