Note: I don't own Wicked or any characters from it. Although it would be cool, I don't own them.
Our little story begins at Shiz University. A fine school where young Ozians learn right from wrong and how to be as superior as can be...
"WHO TOOK MY PRETTY PINK BRUSH!"
Erm, sort of.
"ELPHIE, DO YOU KNOW WHERE IT IS!"
Okay, let me just put that as a 'No.'
Today of all days was an important day at Shiz; the annual Open House. And like always, our Galinda (If you haven't guessed who was yelling) wanted this to be the day where she could impress her mother and father.
"I already told you, Galinda." Galinda's roommate, Elphaba the Wicked Witch of the West, answered her for the tenth time that morning. "I DO NOT HAVE YOUR BRUSH AND I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS!" She went back to reading her magics book, leaving Galinda very saddened and confused.
"Maybe Bick knows!" Galinda thought to herself, then said to Elphaba,
"Where's Bick right now?"
"Galinda, I don't think Boq would use YOUR brush." Elphaba answered, then mumbed, "Who would?"
"I heard that!" Galinda yelled. "What did you say!"
"You heard nothing." Elphaba answered, her eyes focused on her magics book.
It was then Galinda went furious and tore up her side of the dorm to find her brush. Pink sheets, pillows, lip gloss were thrown everywhere. You could say it was like a five year old girl's nightmare, or maybe a cotton candy raid, or maybe even something out of a Barbie doll horror movie...But you get the picture. (After all, Galinda was known for her sudden outbursts of rage, and was voted 'Most Likely to Hold Anger Management Classes.')
After about an hour of looking, Galinda still didn't find her brush. Elphaba, on the other hand...
"Hey Galinda, what's that pink thing in your hair?" Elphaba said finally.
And to her suprise, Galinda found the brush in her own blonde hair. (Along with a few knots.)