A/N: My mate recently went over to London to watch Wicked, and she came back with the book, all these photos and she told me everything. I took the book and read it (nothing like the musical!) and decided to write. Now, I haven't seen the musical, but from what I heard, I've gotten a combination between the book and the musical. So....in the book, Fiyero never turned into the scarecrow...he just died. So in my story, Fiyero got turned into the scarecrow, but because he had no brains, he didn't know that Elphaba was the Witch. In the book, Elphaba is like...30, in the end...in the musical, she's only like 20-something. I'm keeping it 20 something. Same age as Fiyero. In the book - Elphaba has a monkey, Chistery - she's in this too. And Liir. He was in the book too - supposedly Elphaba's son. I'm saying that it is Elphaba's son - he's about 14. I believe that's all that needs to be said....read on!
Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked or the chars, I only own this story. Yay!
PS: Idina Menzel was the best Elphaba...at least...because Idina is like..my idol....so like...when you read this, try to imagine Idina Menzel and Kristen Chenoworth....cuz that's how I wrote it....
"I'm Melting! I'm Melting, oh what a world, what a world!" Elphaba screeched, scolding herself for almost laughing as she sank into a trap-door.
She dropped into the dungeons of her castle in Kiamo Ko, and found her real broom, which she had left down there for when Dorothy came. Listening hard, she heard Chistery and the other winged-monkeys screeching, and then Dorothy's winey voice. She paid it no attention and hurried down the corridors, up the stairs and up to her room, where a suitcase had been packed.
She threw a few more things into the suitcase and sighed. She had told Chistery that once she had gone, she was to fly over to the Oak Hair forest. Whether the dumb monkey would understand, Elphaba did not know.
Elphaba looked around once more, then mounted her broom. It ascended quickly, and the young witch flew out of the room. Closing her eyes, she let the broom fly on its own, and she fell asleep. The journey to the Oak Hair forest was quick, Elphaba only got about an hour sleep, and once they landed, she fled into the small cottage and fell asleep, awaiting Chistery.
Fiyero walked away from Emerald City, both sorrow and glee filling his heard. Sorrow: having Dorothy leave, one of his best friends. He supposed it was also from having to part with the Lion, and Boq – the Tin Man. Glee; he had a brain. A sharp pain struck his head, and memories flooded back to him painfully. He sat on the old yellow brick road with one hand pressed to his head.
"If this is what having a brain feels like...maybe I don't want one anymore," he whispered, grunting to himself.
Memories of his childhood came back, the years at Shiz. Galinda – no – it was Glinda. She was the fairy. Glinda the good. Yes, that was her. How he used to love her. Moments of his life flashed in front of him. Nights with the Witch...
The Witch
Elphaba. No. It couldn't be. He was in love with her. The Wicked Witch of the West. He had murdered her. No he hadn't. Dorothy had.
He remembered being changed into a scarecrow. He had been strung up to a pole...to frighten the crows. No. Wait. The men had strung him up...and then he was turned into a scarecrow. Yes. That's how he got into this mess...And now she was dead. His beloved Elphaba.
Wait.
No she wasn't.
"Did you hear that? Water can melt her – People are so empty-headed these days they'll believe anything!"
He remembered those words he had cried out. Elphaba wasn't dead. How did she melt then? She must have carried on the plans, after he was captured. Fiyero cried out in frustration, the new thoughts overwhelming him. He stumbled down the yellow brick road, heading towards Munchkinland.
If he found Glinda, she would help him.
If he could convince her it was him.
"Glinda. Miss Glinda!" Fiyero had finally reached Munchkinland, and the tiny munchkinlanders stared at him in surprise.
"He's a scarecrow!" a man squeaked
"Where is Glinda!" he cried, panting
"One moment...uh...sir..." a munchkinlander stood up, introducing himself as the mayor.
"Listen. Tell Glinda the Good that my name is Fiyero. We're old friends. Please. It's urgent. Tell her that I know where Fae is." He cried franticly.
The mayor studied him for a few minutes before he sighed.
"Very well. Chetea – go find the good Witch Glinda. Tell him that Fiyero is here and he wants to speak about Fae." The mayor instructed a young girl, that could possibly be his daughter.
"Thank you," he sighed heavily and fell down, his straw backside cushioning his fall.
Five minutes later, a flustered looking Glinda ran into the centre of Munchkinland, where Fiyero was waiting. She was still cute and adorable, wearing a gorgeous strapless blue dress, although rather odd in style. The front was cropped short with frills, barely going past her thighs while the back trailed down to the backs of her knees.
"Where is he? Where's Fiyero?" she asked, her silver wand at her side.
"Glinda..." Fiyero stood up and she whipped around
She studied his face for a few minutes, and he smiled.
"Oh Fiyero! What did Elphie do to you?" Glinda asked softly, brushing straw away from his eyes.
"Elphie? She did this to me?" he asked in disbelief
"Come. We mustn't talk here. The munchkinlanders will tell anyone for a good boat of gossip. Come with me," Glinda took his straw hand and led him to the small residence she had set up in Munchkinland.
"Nice place you got," he commented, sitting on one of the fine embroidered chairs.
"Why thank you! I just got it redecorated! But that's not the point. First...let me just tell you how much I've missed you. You and Elphie...you were so cute together" Glinda sighed
"Tell me about Elphie...." Fiyero growled and Glinda gulped
"Very well then...when you were taken from her, she cast a spell on you. Let his flesh not be torn...let his blood leave no stain. Though they beat him, let him feel no pain. Let his bones never break...and however they try to destroy him, let him never die. She thought it didn't work...we all thought you were dead. The spell must have worked...but she must've missed something." Glinda mused and Fiyero nodded.
"Can you fix me?" he asked,
"I don't know Fiyero. I have no clue of how to change you back..." Glinda said softly
"Aren't you a witch?" Fiyero protested
"Sorceress...I prefer being called a sorceress. I know plenty of spells, but none that could change you back. Wait! I have the Grimmerie!" she exclaimed, jumping up from her seat
"The what?" his tone was flat
"The Grimmerie. Elphie gave it to me, before she melted," Glinda exclaimed, moving a bunch of books from a seat.
She wheeled the seat away and opened a trap door, where she pulled out a fat book. Studying it for a second, she opened it and placed it on the desk in front of Fiyero.
"This is the Grimmerie. It's magic. It's where she found the spell to turn you into a scarecrow. I don't know if it'll help. I've been reading it, but, sadly I can only make out a few words..." she said
"What if we find Elphie? She could help me. We'll be reunited!" Fiyero exclaimed and Glinda shot him a worried look.
"Fiyero...are you feeling okay? Elphie's dead. You were there..." Glinda said softly and Fiyero laughed.
"No. Listen...before I supposedly died...Elphie and I had this plan. See, everyone was hunting her, so I spread around some rumours that she was...allergic to water. Obviously, she wasn't really. So when I died, she must've continued the plan, built a trap door and disappeared. Elphie is alive!" he exclaimed and Glinda grinned
"Really?" she asked
"Positive. Come on! Where could she be?" Fiyero asked and Glinda was silent for a second.
"There would be no point checking at Kiamo Ko....they torched the castle like...just after Elphie died." Glinda muttered. "I guess we could start here...and make our way up the yellow brick road...I doubt she'd go to the Emerald City...unless she's degreenified herself...so we'll cut to Mockbegger Hall. Then go along the Restwater lake....through the Oak Hair forest, up to Kiamo Ko, check there, then make our way down the Great Kells, go through Vinkus, into Quadling Country then up to Gillikin...and if we haven't found her, then I don't think we ever will..."
Fiyero nodded and grinned.
"Sounds like a plan...when do we leave?" he asked, standing up and wobbling around
"How 'bout now?" she asked
"Sounds perfect!" he cried and they both grinned, linking arms.
A/N: Did you pick up that the last line was from 'Dancing Through Life'? Anyway...hope you enjoyed. Review for more chapters XD