A/N: I always thought Elphaba thought about her mother more than she let on in the musical. These are letters that she wrote to her late mother, starting from about a month before she went to Shiz to a little bit after Fiyero gets her from Kiamo Ko at the end of the musical. I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: Me no own Wicked. Me sad. :(
Dear Mother,
I know you're, well, gone, and I know it's silly to write to you if you're never going to see these letters, but it feels good to write to you like you're only next door. It makes me feel like you're still here. I'm very sorry about what happened though, and I wish I could reverse it. It would mean the world to me if you were still here, but I know it's my own fault that you aren't. Father will not let me forget it.
Today, father told me that I could go to Shiz University with Nessa to take care of her while she stays there. Neat, right? I know that I'm not there for my own benefit, but this is a good experience! I hear good things about Shiz and it's headmistress, Madame Morrible. Maybe the students there will be more open minded about my… verdigris… than some of the Munchkins here at home. Who knows, right?
Again, I am very deeply sorry about what I have done and I hope you can forgive me. If you are actually reading this, I mean.
Lots of love,
Fabala
Elphaba neatly folded up the letter she had just written and placed it in a small shoebox that she had found in the attic. She closed the lid gently and wrote on the top:
Property of Elphaba Melena Thropp
NO SNOOPING ALLOWED
or
YOU WILL REGRET IT
Satisfied, she placed the pen in the small honey jar on her bedside table with numerous other pens and pencils.
Tap tap. Elphaba heard a rap at the door of her bedroom. She quickly slid the shoebox under her bed and called, "It's open!" The doorknob turned and in came her her sister, Nessarose, in her wheelchair, as always. It pained Elphaba to know that it was she who had put her sister in that hideous chair with wheels.
"Hey, Nessie, did you need something?" Elphaba asked, trying to seem casual.
"Yes, I just needed to borrow a pen for my Shiz entrance essay," Nessa responded. Elphaba handed her a pen from her jar, and Nessa took it with a strange look.
"Are you okay, Fabala? You seem like you've been crying!" Nessa was concerned for her sister, as she had never seen her cry before. Elphaba just waved it off.
"Don't worry about me, Nessie. Call me if you need any help with that essay," Elphaba said. Nessa nodded and rolled out of the room. Elphaba sighed, burying her head in her hands as she felt fresh tears roll down her cheeks. It wasn't a lie, she told herself, but it wasn't not a lie.
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