The holidays have come, and I was bored so I decided to write a funny fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked
Rules of being a roommate:
I will not wear pink, and you can't make me.
Sharing each other's stuff is NOT the first rule of being a roommate. I find it quite annoying that you keep on using my brush, even though it makes your hair shine.
Do not attempt to dye my whole wardrobe pink, or I will dye yours black.
Please do not attempt to make me wear makeup.
Horrendible is not a word.
Nor is digustification.
Nor is braverism
Nor is any 'Galindafied' word, for that matter.
Sorry to break your heart, but Fiyero probably won't marry you, so stop going on about it.
Biq's real name is Boq.
Fiyero is not allowed in this room while I am inside, after the incident.
A spot is not the reason to jump on my bed and wake me up.
Nor is the fact that you have broken a nail.
No, Galinda, you cannot drag me around shops to find me something pink.
Purple is alright.
But no pink!
No, you can't play matchmaker with me.
Boq is not a stalker.
Be nice to Boq.
I will not be nice to Pfannee, ShenShen, and Milla because they are not nice to me.
You will not attempt to paint anything on my body.
No pranks.
Please do not spend over 20 minutes in the bath.
Or the shower.
These rules must be obeyed at all times, otherwise your side of the room will be dyed black.
Sincerely,
Elphaba.
I will most likely write something about the incident later.
Oh, also, any help with writing a romantic fic is greatly appreciated.