Hello again! I've started six or seven different stories, and hated every single one of them. But I quite liked this, and I have no idea where it's going. I just know I quite like it :) Who knows WHAT will happen? ;)
Lake Chorge stretched endlessly towards the white-tipped mountains in the distance, the crystalline water sparkling in the evening sunlight. The little group of friends trudged along the dirt path to the Caprice-in-the-Pines, a pleasant little villa perched on the hillside. Galinda Upland, an excitable society goddess, swooned gracefully onto a rock, her blonde curls hanging limply around her flushed face.
"I can't go on!" she cried, throwing her hands up in defeat. The rest of the party slowed to a halt, dropping their bags.
"Come on, Glinny. We can see the house from here." her friend Elphaba sighed, pointing one emerald green finger towards the white building. Galinda looked up at her desperately, looking from small, green Elphaba to tall, lean Fiyero to little, lovable Boq. With a low groan, she hauled herself to her feet and strode resolutely on.
Boq, a Munchkin, hurried to catch up with Galinda, puffing and panting in the heat. This left Elphaba and Fiyero meandering lazily behind, chuckling as Boq valiantly shouldered Galinda's heavy bag along with his own.
"He's absolutely smitten with her, isn't he?" Elphaba whispered, nudging Fiyero conspiratorially.
"Oz, I'll say he is! After the first time he saw her, he twittered on about it for days. I mean sure, she's pretty…" Fiyero trailed off, a little frown appearing on his face. "No, ok. That's doing her an injustice. She's beautiful, but she's too…pink and fluffy for me." he laughed quietly. Elphaba smiled along with him, turning her russet eyes out towards the lake.
"Some of us would quite like to be pink." she muttered, eyeing her bright skin in distaste.
"But Elphaba…If you were all peaches and cream and pink and white you wouldn't be half as beautiful or interesting." Fiyero replied sincerely.
"Pah! I've never been beautiful. Although I must agree with you on the other count. I am rather interesting." she giggled, relieved as the white villa finally came into view.
Later that evening, when everyone was refreshed and settled down in the expansive sitting room, it was decided upon what would be done for the rest of the holiday. Galinda reclined regally on a chaise by the window, allowing Boq to sit on the floor in front of her.
"Well, I say that we go for a swim in the lake tomorrow." she crooned, twirling one of Boq's dark curls around her finger thoughtfully, making him squirm in delight.
"Oz, Galinda! Swimming?" Elphaba groaned, burying her head in the sofa cushions.
"Yes, Elphie, swimming. I know you're not the biggest fan of water, but you can just paddle around and look pretty while the boys swim and I decorate a deck chair." the blonde replied smugly, while Boq nodded along with her.
"Come on, Elphaba. It'll be fun." Fiyero whined from the chair opposite her.
"Water Is not fun. Lurline above, you're really going to make me do this, aren't you?"
"Indeed we are." Galinda finished, as a red cushion came flying in her direction and smacked her in the face. "Elphie! That was…uncalled for!" she shrieked, patting her hair back into place then hurling the cushion right back with unbelievable accuracy.
"Ladies, ladies, don't make the men get involved." Fiyero laughed loudly as the two girls launched into an all out pillow war. Boq looked at him hopefully, something not quite gentlemanly in his twinkling eyes. Fiyero arched an eyebrow and shook his head, retreating to the kitchen before the women could drag him into their fight and get him hurt.
"Do you know what the funniest thing about all of this is?" Boq mused as they lay before the fire at one o'clock the next morning, the remnants of their pillow fight heaped around them.
"What's that, Boqqy?" Galinda giggled, leaning in towards him.
"We should have a chaperone for you girls, but we don't. We're on summer break from college in the middle of nowhere. And you don't have a chaperone. Oh, the possibilities…" he cackled, lying fully on the floor with his ankles crossed.
"Well, then, I guess it falls to you to be gentlemanly." Elphaba laughed sarcastically, placing a hand on Fiyero's shoulder. "Good luck with that." she added, her voice light.
"I beg your pardon, Miss Elphaba? I am the epitome of gentlemanly!" Fiyero replied in mock horror, pulling himself up straight and sticking his nose in the air.
"Sure you are." Galinda snorted.
"Just because you're the proverbial handsome prince brought to life doesn't make you a gentleman." Elphaba sniggered, prodding his arm to show she was joking.
"Oh, so I'm a handsome prince now, am I?" Fiyero grinned, basking in the compliment she had given accidentally. Elphaba's lips settled into a hard line and she batted him away.
"Oh, don't be so smug. Yes, Yero, you're gorgeous. Now can we please drop the matter?" she spat, pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them, signalling the matter closed. Fiyero looked hurt at his friend's angry outburst, while Galinda and Bow shared a confused glance. And Elphaba stared into the dying embers of the fire, her heart drumming uncomfortably in her chest.
So...continue? Delete and forget such a travesty ever occured? You decide :)