Glinda the Good wiped the tears from her crystal blue eyes. Elphie, her beautiful emerald green friend with a jewel-like complexion and wonderful magic powers, was gone. That wretched farm girl, Dorothy, had melted her best friend. Oh, what would she do?
Stroking the Grimmerie, a legendary spell book, Glinda thought of how easily her friend could read the writing. Although Glinda was figuring out how to decipher it, Elphaba Thropp read the ancient language with far more ease. Could the blonde Gilikin keep her promise to her friend?
"Miss Glinda, are you alright?" a rusty voice inquired. "I'm sorry about Elphaba, and regret hunting her."
"Bick, oh Boq?" she murmured, absent mindedly twirling her blonde curls. "Oh, sorry, do you need anything?"
"I wanted to see how you were. You don't seem very happy," Boq remarked. "Is there anything I could do for you?"
He held his shining tin arms out for a hug. After hesitating for a moment, Glinda allowed the Munchkin to hold her in his arms. She slowly squeezed him. At that moment, there was a flash of light that blinded them.
"You're normal, Boq," she gasped. How did…"
"I don't know, but I love you," he declared. His eyes had an adoring look in them that made a lump in Glinda's throat rise, and tears spring to her eyes again. She realized that Boq was very handsome and sweet.
"You're amazing. I love you, too," she admitted.
"At that, Boq held her hard in his arms. While Glinda leaned into him and placed her head oh his shoulders, he squeezed her back. For many moments, neither of them said a single word.