WOW! I haven't uploaded anything in soooooooooooooo long!
As an apology, here is some post-musical Fiyeraba fluff!

It was nine-o-clock in the morning on a Saturday morning and in a small village, of both people and Animals, in a small house, in the master bedroom, on the queen-sized bed, lay Elphaba and Fiyero Tiggular. The couple had arrived in the land of Ix about two years ago and were married shortly after their arrival. With the help of a kind Deer, they had found a home and were warmly welcomed into the commutity. This was mostly due to the fact that the Deer who had helped them had been one of the Animals that Elphaba had helped while she had been on the run.

It had been about six months since Elphaba had successfully transformed Fiyero back into a human. And now, they were expecting their first child to come in about seven months.

Both husband and wife were awake but perfectly content with just snuggling. "Fae?" she lifted her head off of his chest to look at him, "Yes?" he kissed her forehead gently, "I was just thinking ab-"

"But Darling, doesn't that hurt your pretty little skull?" she teased him and then feigned innocence. "Ha. Ha." He replied dryly, "anyway, I was thinking about the baby. Do you think it's a boy or a girl?"

"I don't know… what do you want?" she asked him.

"Oh, I get to pick?"

"No. I was just wondering."

"I don't know…" he said thoughtfully, which was a way that up until about five years ago, no one would ever have thought to describe Fiyero Tiggular as. "While I would love to have a son to play ball and rough-house with, I also like the idea of having a little girl…"

"Daddy's little princess." Elphaba mused.

"Oh, Oz…" Fiyero breathed. "What's wrong?" Elphaba asked worriedly, "I'm gonna be a daddy…" he said in awe. Elphaba just sighed, "We should probably get up…" she finally said. "Why?"

"Because its almost ten." She said glancing at the clock next to their bed. "What's your point?"

"My point is that I'm pregnant, hormonal, and hungry." She grumbled, starting to get up. "Not so fast." Fiyero protested, pulling her back into bed, "You stay here. I'll take care of breakfast." He kissed her and was out of the room before she could argue. Which was quite impressive considering her quick tounge.

Ten minutes later, Fiyero re-entered the room with a cheese omelet and a glass of orange juice. "You do realize that I could have gotten that my self, right?" she asked him, but greatfully took the food anyway. "I'm pregnant, not invalid."

"Yes, I know. I just wanted to do something for you, because, A: Its my fault that you're hormonal and have weird cravings at three-o-clock in the morning."

"Got that right." she muttered under her breath. He chose to ignore that. "And, B: You're about to make me a father and I could never ask for more than you've given me. I love you." He kissed the crown of her head as he finished. "I love you, too. Yero, my hero." She smiled.

It was then that she decided that they should spend more lazy Saturday mornings together.