A Halloween Treat

One day Fiyero came rushing into the cottage all out of breath. When he burst through the door Elphaba's gaze shot up to his worriedly.

"What? What's wrong?" she asked standing up and waiting for an answer.

She thought that they had finally been discovered, that they Gale Force guards were coming for them. Fiyero after all these years, was still the Scarecrow because Elphaba could not find any spell to change him back to a human. But because he was the Scarecrow everyone in Oz knew him. It was a wonder how nobody followed him back to their cottage.

"I forgot that it's Halloween," he said simply, shutting the door behind him and grinning.

Elphaba looked perplexed.

"Halloween?" she repeated with a confused look on her face.

Fiyero's face turned shocked.

"You don't know what Halloween is? Well, Dorothy told me all about it while we were walking along the-"

Elphaba cut him off with a glare so harsh that he paused, taken back. She didn't like it when Fiyero talked about that "farm girl" and he knew it.

"She told us that back in Kansas on every 31st of October, everyone in the whole world dresses up in costumes and goes out to get candy from neighbors and such," he explained.

Elphaba stared at him with an incrediculous look on her face.

"That is the most stupid thing I have ever heard!"

Fiyero's grin slacked.

"It's called fun, Fae. We should celebrate it. The rest of Oz is. They all live by Dorothy's words and beliefs now like she is the new Lurline."

"The citizens of Oz would live by Glinda's words if she declared anything," smirked Elphaba.

"National Pink Day in the Emerald City," said Fiyero with a laugh, "I can see it now!"

Elphaba laughed in spite of herself. Usually it hurt to think of Glinda mostly because Elphaba felt guilty about lying to her about her own death. But today her best friend's name brought a smile to her face.

"She's having a party tonight," Fiyero continued, " We should go."

Elphaba grew still and silent.

"No," she whispered, "It's too risky Fiyero."

"If anyone asks, we could just say that this is your costume," he said ruffling her gorgeous midnight black hair.

"It's still too risky," stated Elphaba.

Fiyero stopped moving towards the kitchen, and stared at her.

"You've been wanting to see her."

Elphaba sighed, frustrated with herself, "Yes, I have. How did you know that?"

"You talk in your sleep, remember?" he reminded with a coy smile.

She cursed herself for her inability to hold her tongue anytime of the day.

"Come on, just one night," mused Fiyero caressing his lips across her neck. She shrugged him off, and retreated into the ajoining room that was their bedroom.

All of these seven years they had been so careful, so diligent about everything, how could Fiyero even think of throwing it all away just for one night?

"How about this," proposed Fiyero as he walked in after her, "We go and then we leave."

"Then what's the point in even going?" snapped Elphaba, her patience slowly deteriorating.

"Fae, I miss her as much as you do," said Fiyero taking her hand in his cloth one. She lingered there with her hand in his for a long time.

"This is a stupid holiday," she muttered as she turned around to face him, "But I guess we could sneak in and sneak out just as quickly," she decided with a small smile.