I do not own Wicked.
This is based on a story my dad told me of something he did to my mom before I was born.

Fiyero walked into his and Elphaba's bedroom to find her leaned over her desk, her long raven locks falling over her shoulders. "Sweet Luraline, I love her!" he thought with a smile, as he slowly walked towards her.

His surprise hidden behind his back. "Happy anniversary Fae!" Fiyero said wrapping his arms around her.

"Anniversary Yero. Whatever for?"

"Oh, come on Fae." Fiyero responded, enthusiastically handing her the small bouquet of red poppies "Don't you know it has been one year since I first saw you smile."

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