AN: Yup new story! Yay! I saw Wicked last night for the first time! I was awestruck, just completely awestruck. I was sitting three rows back, directly in front if the monkey rope in the beginning. When the monkey came down I was so surprised lol. I even met Michael Wartella and Pj Benjamin and Christine Dwyer. I had a Boq moment when I hugged them 'you're touching me!' Lol
I know, I know this first chapter's beginning is a bit...awkward (understatement of the century) but once you read past it, it turns... Wait I'm not gonna spoil it! You'll just have to find our yourself! Hope you enjoy, happy reading!
Disclaimer: I do not own Wicked whatsoever, and it brings me dishonor.
Chapter 1 ~ Surprise!
Frex stared out the window, waiting for his precious Nessarose to return from Shiz university.
He was anxious for her arrival, he had bought her the sweetest smelling perfume that she would adore. Or at least he hoped so.
He was excited to hear any stories she had to share, regarding fellow classmates, teachers, lectures that interested her, anything to fill him in on what he was missing out.
His beloved little angel was growing up, going to university one day, graduating the next, falling in love, getting married, having children...
Frex decided not to dwell in the future, he hardly could stand the present.
He watched the window again eagerly. Hoping that the next oncoming carriage would pull in front of the mansion.
Frex felt a hand on his shoulder. He placed his hand over it, recognizing the presence.
"Whatcha thinking about?" The sweet sounding voice wondered.
Frex let out a sigh. "I'm nervous for Nessa's arrival."
The person chuckled. "Don't be. She's just coming home for the summer, what's to worry about?"
"I don't know." Frex felt defeated, what was he worried about? She would love the gift, tell him stories, grow up too fast, meet his new girl friend...
Ah, right on the nose. His new girlfriend. Oz that sounded awkward. It sounded as if he were in university again. Yes, the first few dates were very, uh, uncomfortable, but the pair seemed to get passed the awkward moments and, apparently made it work.
Frex wanted Nessa to like Holda. Frex knew Holda already liked Nessa. He knew there would be no one like Melena, no one, but Holda, was something special.
Her grey eyes just made Frex melt. He seriously thought something was wrong with him, he was probably right.
And her hair, had this shine in the light that made her strawberry blonde locks look like sparklers sometimes. It was wavy, and came just below her shoulders.
Her high cheekbones and beautiful smile could make anyone go crazy for her, even if she was Frex age she didn't look it.
She was compassionate to everyone, she loved learning new things and joking around sometimes. And her laugh was like a little bell.
And one might ask, what was an amazing woman like Holda doing with a person like Frex.
The answer, no one knows. Most think that she saw this little hint of good in him, and she was determined to turn him completely nice. But that was just a rumor.
"Frex, I'm sure Elphaba and Nessa will be very understanding that you've had a girlfriend for nine months now, and that you love her very much." Holda assured Frex.
Frex gave a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I'm sure Nessa's gonna love you." He said before taking her hand and planting a small kiss on it.
Holda raised her eyebrows. "You don't have confidence that Elphaba will love me too?" She questioned.
Frex furrowed his brow. "Who cares what she thinks?" He scoffed, turning towards the window again.
Holda stepped in front of the window, blocking Frex's view. "Frex, she's your daughter, I care whether she approves of us or not."
Frex waved his hand dismissively. "Holda, I wouldn't care what that girl thinks, she's against absolutely everything, well except that Vinkun boyfriend of hers." Frex grumbled.
He didn't want that scamp prince near his precious Nessarose, and if he was around Elphaba, he would be around Nessa. If that green daughter of his did something stupid that ruined Nessa's reputation Frex would just kick the green girl to the curb. Possibly even literally.
Besides, Nessa gushed in her letters how much Fiyero loves Elphaba. Does Elphaba know how many girls he dated? Or dates? Love? Yeah right.
Holda gave him a puzzled look. "You didn't tell me that Elphaba was dating anyone."
Frex scoffed again. "Well, she is and the only reason I didn't tell you was because I didn't think it would last this long." Frex forgot to add 'and I only care about Nessa'.
"Oh, well who is it?"
Frex frowned. "Who?"
Holda was tempted to roll her eyes. "Earth to Frex, Elphaba's boyfriend." She spoke through her hands cupped together to work as a microphone.
Frex just shrugged. "He's that good for nothing prince of the Vinkus."
Holda gasped. "Fiyero Tiggular?"
Frex nodded curtly. "Yes, that's him."
Holda crossed her arms in front of her chest, being annoyed at how Frex wasn't caring about Elphaba. "How long have they been together?" She inquired.
Frex fixed his eyes towards the ceiling as if the answer was up there. "Lets see, they've been at Shiz for two years, so that means... About uh, a year and some months." He told her, hoping he did the math correctly.
Holda's eyes got wide. "Frex they've been dating longer than us and you've yet to tell me?!"
Frex just threw his hands up. "Hey, I'm surprised myself."
Holda gave Frex a dull stare. "Mhm hmm. Yeah, sure." She nodded her head as if she agreed and understood.
Suddenly the sound of a carriage came from outside. Nessa had returned.
Frex smiled brightly and headed outside, wanting to greet his daughter.
Nessa looked out the carriage window, seeing her father approaching them.
Frex opened the carriage door instantly. "Nessa my precious girl how are you?" He said giving her a hug.
"I'm well father." Nessa hugged back, already enjoying her father's attention.
"You'll have to tell me all about Shiz, right after you open your gift that I hope you'll love." Frex said, helping her out.
"Oh father." Nessa scolded playfully, already enjoying being spoiled.
"I have your bag Nessa." Boq called out who walked out behind Nessa, his suitcase in his right hand and Nessa's in his left.
Since Boq lived right around the corner from the mansion, it seemed pointless for him to ride separate. Besides, with Elphaba visiting the Vinkus with Fiyero, Nessa needed an escort.
"Was Boq an adequate escort Nessarose?" Frex questioned, eyeing Boq up and down, as if he were trying to find something wrong with him.
"Yes father, Boq was an absolute gentleman." Nessa flattered, slightly batting her eyelashes at the munchkin.
Boq shifted awkwardly, he knew Nessa kind of had this thing for him, but he was dating Galinda. The carriage ride alone with Nessa was the most uncomfortable six hours of his life.
"Very well then." Frex gave a nod, taking his daughter's luggage from Boq. "Thank you for brining my precious girl here safely."
"Your welcome Governor Thropp, it was a privilege." Boq nodded to him, then to Nessa. "Good day." He said as Nessa flashed a wide grin.
"Bye Boq, we'll have to have you up here sometime." Nessa called out, waving her fingers at him.
Of course Frex was oblivious to Nessa's feelings towards the munchkin and started wheeling her inside, growing more anxious as he reached the door.
Once inside the mansion, he wheeled Nessa next to one of the couches in the living area to the right of the front door.
Nessa breathed in the scent of her house in the summer. Windows were open to let in fresh breezes, and the sun shone through the open shutters.
Frex rang for one of the housekeepers to take Nessa's things to her room. Frex hired maids that would run the household while Elphaba was at Shiz, or in this case, the Vinkus.
He inwardly scowled. She wrote him a letter stating that Fiyero had invited her to the Vinkus until July and come home for Nessa's birthday. She made sure to add that the king and queen themselves invited her too.
Frex couldn't say no to Vinkun royalty, which is exactly why Elphaba put it in. As much as the green girl knew that Nessa needed her, and her father wouldn't want her having a good time, she knew that Fiyero and his parents wanted to 'borrow her' ,as Fiyero put it, for the summer.
Elphaba knew that asking for Fiyero's request for the whole summer would be out of the question, so they compromised.
She would stay in the Vinkus for half of the summer, and he would stay in Munchkinland for the other half.
Queen Kala and King Kerchak and Fiyero's siblings decided to accompany Fiyero on his adventure to Munchkinland, they asked permission from the governor first of course.
With royalty wanting Elphaba to stay with them for a six weeks, then want to stay at his mansion for six weeks seemed like a surprise, honor, and disappointment all at the same time for Frex.
First of all, Frex would never think that in his wildest dreams that Elphaba, not Nessa, Elphaba would be offered a six week stay at a castle, her boyfriend's castle nonetheless. And if Nessa was right on the whole 'Elphaba and Fiyero are in love' thing, Frex would be flabbergasted.
Then, royalty wanting to stay at his home for six weeks? He knew he was a government official but the king, queen, princesses and princes of the Vinkus? Wow.
And along with the royal family staying, came Fiyero staying too. Frex was smart enough to realize that if the prince and Elphaba weren't dating then their majesties wouldn't be staying over in the first place, but he still was, him.
Frex took a seat next to Nessa, getting comfortable. He took the lavender colored box with an elaborate white bow that had been sitting next to him, and gave it to her.
"A homecoming gift." He explained, motioning her to open it.
Nessa was already imagining herself in her new expensive jewelry or clothing or whatever valuable item that was in the box.
She lifted the lid, pleased with what she found inside. "Oh father is this the kind I saw at the market?" She wondered, taking the purple glass bottle of perfume out of the sea of tissue paper and smelled the cap.
"It's divine, thank you papa." She said again, thinking of how Boq might enjoy her more with this lavender scent on.
Frex gave her a one armed hug. "Anything for you Nessa." He smiled at how happy she was.
Admiring the perfume one last time before placing it back in the box, Nessa turned to her father.
"Papa I have the most splenderific idea for my birthday coming up. " Frex caught the twinkle in her eye, knowing that whatever she came up with was probably something she was wanting badly.
"And what's that?" Frex asked, sounding interested, but in reality if it made her happy, he would do it, no matter the cost.
"A dinner party here a the house!" She exclaimed. "It would be me, you, Elphaba, the Tiggular's, and I was hoping to invite Boq and miss Galinda, she's my friend from Shiz that I was telling you about." Nessa rambled on, loving the brilliance of her plan.
Frex nodded, he remembered Nessa telling him of a blonde friend from Shiz and Boq was a suitable enough friend, Elphaba would be wanted by Nessa anyway, and the Tiggular's were going to be here as well, that's twelve. Wait, he was forgetting someone...
"Uh Nessa?" Frex cleared his throat.
Nessa stopped talking, she didn't like the nervousness in his voice, he couldn't say no. Oh well, if he did she would just cry and raise her bottom lip and he would immediately change his mind, it worked every time.
"Yes father?" She let him continue.
"That sounds like a splendid idea, but could we invite one more guest?" Frex asked sheepishly.
Nessa furrowed her brow. "Who?" Who did she forget? Hopefully no one important.
"My, my..." Frex kept opening and closing his mouth, the incredibly hard words 'my girlfriend' would not come to him.
"Father who is it?" Nessa demanded, getting annoyed at his fish facial expressions.
"My girlfriend." Frex said quickly, turning his head away, not wanting Nessa to see the embarrassment in his cheeks.
Nessa's eyebrows were trying to reach her hairline as the information sunk in. Her father was...dating?Her father? Frexspar Thropp?
Nessa thought about it, a girlfriend meant that all the attention wouldn't be on her. It would be on her and her father's girlfriend. But then again, her father deserved to be loved by another woman, and as long as she was nice to her and possibly even civil with Elphaba.
Nessa had experienced almost twenty years of her father treating Elphaba like crap. It was basically a lost cause, she tried to help her but other than that she thought that her father was their father, so she couldn't advise his decisions.
But... A girlfriend? That didn't seem like her father at all, quite the opposite actually. And her father was almost fifty.
Frex was uncomfortable with Nessa's silence. It seemed like she was thinking about her response.
"I really love her Nessa." Frex cut in her thinking, placing a hand on hers.
"And if its not okay with you, I understand because I should have told you a long time ago, and I'm sorry for that but could you just, keep an open mind?" Frex tried apprehensively.
Nessa looked at her father's eyes, pleading for her to say its alright with her. Is this how she looked every time she wanted something?
"Before I say if it's alright or not could I at least meet her?" Nessa thought that her response was good enough for now. It wasn't a no and it wasn't a yes, it was a maybe.
Frex seemed relieved that she didn't protest at first. "Y-yes of course, here uh, just one second." He excused himself to go see where Holda went.
…
The carriage that Elphaba and Fiyero were occupying pulled up to Kiamo Ko seconds before sundown.
You would think that Elphaba would be nervous to be the guest of the royal Vinkun family, but she wasn't, after all this wasn't her first visit.
Fiyero got her to come last New Year's, seeing that Nessa would want her sister for Lurlinemas.
Elphaba found out that the Tiggular's didn't bite. They were welcoming and kind, and everything Elphaba thought a real family would be.
And like Fiyero, they didn't mind the green at all. Kerchack, the king made her call him by his first name,was intrigued on how she took an interest in literature like he did, and didn't waste anytime to show her the library.
The queen, Kala, thought she was a scream on how Elphaba treated Fiyero as if he were anyone else, something no other girlfriend that Kala knew of did.
And all of Fiyero's younger siblings thought it was amazing how Elphaba got Fiyero to actually think. The girls, like Galinda, loved helping Elphaba with beauty tips and the like.
The boys knew that Elphaba would be Mrs. Fiyero Tiggular someday, and took great pleasure in teasing their older brother about it.
Elphaba already felt like part of the family, which she thought that she shouldn't, but when she confessed this to Fiyero a huge grin spread across his face.
He doted the fact on how she loved it at Kiamo Ko,especially the library, and how she loved the family in it. He wanted her to feel that way, and he just couldn't be happier that, that was how it was. No strings attached.
Elphaba smiled as she saw the towering castle in front of her from the carriage window. She glanced over to the sleeping Fiyero next to her.
Elphaba tapped his knee. "We're here Yero." She whispered, but no cigar.
"Fiyero wake up we're at Kiamo Ko." She spoke louder this time. Fiyero just stirred, and turned to the other side, getting comfortable.
She groaned. "Fiyero." Elphaba couldn't carry him, that was out of the question, and obviously she couldn't wake him up either.
Shrugging, Elphaba stepped out of the carriage with her one suitcase in hand, and made her way to the castle doors.
Elphaba looked all around the front room, the same as it was six months ago. It was so open and inviting, she loved it. In a weird way to her, she felt like she just came home.
She heard running footsteps coming from a nearby hallway which was attached to the parlor.
It was the girls, Raevyn and Hanlynn. Raevyn had her father's previous dirty blonde hair, that came down is waves, and sparkling baby blue eyes that just shimmered in the light.
Hanlynn was like the younger, girl version of Fiyero. Same black locks, but instead of them stopping at the top of her neck and flopping down from her forehead and flipping to the side like Fiyero's, hers stopped at her shoulder blades, and feathery bangs nearly covered her eyes.
She also had the same light brown irises that could plead as well as his. Her high cheekbones and evened lips made them almost look identical. The only thing not the same, besides gender, was that Fiyero was a head taller and four years older.
Their faces were ecstatic when they saw Elphaba standing there. They rushed over to hug her tightly and flooded her with questions.
"How are you? How was Shiz? Can you stop getting so pretty? Are you sure you can't stay all summer? Are you hungry? How was the trip? Did you get carriage sick? Did Fiyero propose yet?"
Elphaba was taken back on how much they took interest in how she was doing. She chuckled slightly before answering all of their questions.
"I'm great thank you, Shiz was fine, uh I'm not sure my looks have changed since January, don't worry we'll be together all summer just not here, it was fine, no I did not get carriage sick, and no, not that I expected him too anyway."
They said they were sorry that the boys couldn't be here to greet her right away. The girls kept wanting to know more, asking her about her grades, which Elphaba had topped the year at Shiz, again. They wondered if Fiyero was still being good to her, because they would beat him silly if he wasn't.
Kala and Kerchack heard the chatter coming from the room and assumed that the couple had returned from Shiz, they decided to greet Fiyero and Elphaba themselves, but were surprised to see only Elphaba standing with the girls.
Before they said anything Elphaba already pointed her thumb behind her. "I couldn't get him to wake up." She explained and they all nodded knowingly.
Hanlynn immediately started jumping up and down with hand raised and one hand on her nose.
"Dibs on getting him up!" She shouted and everyone laughed at her eagerness
…
"So this Boq, is he your boyfriend?" Holda wondered, pouring more tea for Nessarose.
Nessa thought that Holda was a gem. She was caring, loving, everything Nessa dreamed a mother would be.
Holda had suggested a 'girls only' tea party to get to know each other. Nessa adored the idea, loving the small detail that she would get to talk about herself.
Nessa blushed. "No, he's dating miss Galinda, but he's just...charming." She sighed dreamily, staring into space, thinking about the munchkin boy who lived two streets down.
"And miss Galinda, she's Elphaba's best friend?" Holda inquired, hoping that she was correct, repeating the information that Nessa had told her earlier.
Nessa nodded. "They used to loath each other you know, but then one day they became inseparable." She said but then chuckled. "No, no, it's Elphaba and Fiyero who are inseparable."
Holda smiled coyly. "Your father said that the two of them were very, uh.." Holda had to search for a better word than 'All she cares about is that Vinkun boyfriend of hers'. "He said they were sweet on each other." She said.
Nessa nodded knowingly. "Yeah, it's like they don't know there's other people around them sometimes, and don't even get me started when they host public displays of affection."
Holda started staring off into the distance. She knew the feeling of bliss. She thought about it. Elphaba to Fiyero, as Holda to Frex.
"Holda?" Nessa spoke up, worried that she said something wrong.
She shook her head out of the daze. "Oh it's nothing, but I can see where your sister is coming from."
"You and father are really in love aren't you?" Nessa smiled coyly.
Holda looked around as heat rose to her cheeks. "Yes, I suppose we are." She admitted, loving the fact that she was in love again.
"How did you two meet?" Nessa inquired curiously. She couldn't imagine Frex, or Holda randomly searching around for dates like Fiyero used to do when he first attended Shiz.
Holda sighed. "It's complicated."
Nessa curved her eyebrows up. "How so?" She seriously had no clue what made their meeting so complicated.
"We ran into each other." Holda said. "Literally." She remembered the day so well.
She was walking through town, trying to get to the shop before it closed. She was in need of soap.
Frex was walking the opposite direction as her. He was just coming home from a meeting and he was fed up with all the little munchkinlanders wanting, and whining.
All of the sudden, they both felt the collision of another person walking into them. Frex was on his back on the sidewalk while Holda was laying on top of him, wondering what just happened.
Holda looked down in front of her, terrified. She had just toppled over the governor of Munchkinland.
Frex looked into the pair of sparkling grey eyes, filled with fear. He didn't move or say anything, it was like his brain was no where to be found. She caught herself gazing into his eyes as well. Dark blue irises surrounded a black dot. They were beautiful, but mysterious, like he had something to hide. Like there was a secret he had been keeping for years and never told anybody. Holda figured it out, this man was miserable.
Frex cleared his throat, breaking the trance. "Sorry!" Holda apologized, trying to get back on her feet.
"No, no it's my fault. I should have been looking where I was going." Frex admitted. They found themselves in each others eyes again.
"I'm Frex." He said, holding out his hand for her to shake. Of course she knew his name, him being the governor and all, but usually he went by Frexspar to the people. Frex was usually for other government officials, any friends, and family.
"Holda Salmi." She took his hand, but she didn't shake it. When their hands touch it was like a spark went off. Her soft one on his cold one.
Frex got this astonished expression on his face. The only other person he felt this with was Melena, and that was almost two decades ago. He remembered the feeling, he felt whole again. He glanced over at her hand, it was the left one, and he did not see a ring. Frex let his curiosity get the best of him.
He made a sound in his throat before speaking. "So uh, can I get you a coffee or something?" He felt the atmosphere around them get awkward. Holda gave a small chuckle.
"That would be nice." She said before he led her to the coffeehouse around the corner. The soap could wait.
…
Elphaba was walking back from the castle library that Kerchack was so kind to show her the last time she was there, much to Fiyero's dismay.
She heard footsteps behind her, but before she could turn around someone jumped at her, put one hand around her waist and another around her mouth , picked her up and ran her into the closest room. Which just happened to be Elphaba's guest bedroom.
The kidnapper also just happened to be smart enough to put their hand around her mouth so she couldn't protest by screaming.
She turned her around and there stood Fiyero.
He just grinned at her. "Hi." Was all he could say.
Elphaba glared at her boyfriend. "Fiyero, could you explain to me why you just abducted me from the hallway?" She questioned with a slight edge in her voice.
Fiyero kept smiling and pecked her nose with his lips. "Because Fae ever since my father showed you the library I've rarely have gotten to see you since vacation started." Fiyero explained simply.
Elphaba softened her glare some. "Fiyero we've seen each other every day since vacation started."
Fiyero wiggled his eyes to the ceiling and back to her. "Fae." He whinnied. "The reason I planned you coming was to be with you all summer."
Elphaba pretended to be shocked. "It wasn't to 'explore the Vinkus and get to know more about the government and culture' or to 'visit my future home'?" Elphaba used both excuses Fiyero gave her to convince her to come with him.
The first one was the excuse Fiyero came up with for the letter to Frex. The latter was for Elphaba, who when he told her that slapped him on the shoulder. It was still worth it to Fiyero though.
Fiyero looked around the room sheepishly as if he just got caught steeling a cookie from the cookie jar at age five.
"Those are slight details." He spoke up. Elphaba's eyes made him more uncomfortable by the second.
"Uh-huh." She claimed to agree.
"Fae can we just skip to the part where we kiss and make up so we can go downstairs for dinner?" He asked her and she smirked, knowing she won.
"Oh I see, you just pounced on me in the hallway to kiss me." She teased and he stared pointedly at her.
"Elphaba, if you make this any harder then I will make sure that my parents host a ball that ensures that all the guests wear pink and you will be one of them." He threatened.
Elphaba leaned up and kissed him. "Don't make me leave you." She said playfully.
Fiyero chuckled and put his arms around her waist again. "I wouldn't let you even if you tried." He kissed her this time before speaking again. "I love you Fae." He said solemnly.
She smiled softly before responding. "I love you too."
"And I would never force you to wear pink." He added and she laughed. "I know you wouldn't, you aren't that brainless." She joked.
He leaned down again but they were interrupted by the door opening. The couple looked towards the intruder, still in the same position.
"Um, well this is awkward." It was Hanlynn.
Elphaba blushed furiously and Fiyero stared at her with annoyance.
"Yes Han?" Fiyero wondered what she desperately needed.
"Elphaba, this came in the mail today." Hanlynn handed her a envelope addressed to her. She broke away from Fiyero to receive the letter. Elphaba's brow furrowed when she read the return address.
"What is it Fae?" Fiyero asked, not liking how confused Elphaba looked, he hoped nothing was wrong.
"It's from my sister but why would she send me mail?" Elphaba asked herself. She shook the look off of her face and looked at Hanlynn.
"Thank you." She said and Hanlynn smiled back. "You're welcome, I'll just leave you two along then." She teased before adding. "Oh and mom said dinner in half an hour. I hope that gives you two enough time to-"
"Thank you Hanlynn." Fiyero cut her off quickly. He knew that she was just messing with him but he didn't want Elphaba to feel embarrassed.
She left and Elphaba ripped the envelope open, taking the letter out and started reading.
Fiyero observed how her eyes danced across the paper left to right. Then all of a sudden they went wide and Elphaba sat down on her bed.
"What's wrong?" Fiyero came up to her but she just handed him the paper to read.
Dear Fabala,
Munchkinland is fine. I arrived safely and father gave me-
Nope, nothing there to worry about. He skipped to the next paragraph.
Boq was so adorable when he slept on the way back home. You should have seen him when he-
Whoa no! He thought that was something even Elphaba skipped. He went down to the last paragraph.
When I came home father told me something... Intresting.
'This must be it'. Fiyero thought.
He said that he had a girlfriend.
Fiyero's eyes went wide too and he fixed his gaze back to Elphaba.
"What?!" He exclaimed. "Read on." Elphaba instructed and Fiyero obeyed.
He said he loves her. She very sweet, her name is Holda, she's father's age and she's just lovely. She says she can't wait to meet you and Fiyero and his family.
That surprised him. That meant that Nessa had probably told this Holda about him and his family. Not that Nessa knew much. He decided to continue.
I think that father wants to marry her, I mean you should just watch them, they remind me of you and Fiyero sometimes, so in love it's almost envying.
Fiyero had a goofy smile on his face that Elphaba wanted to smack off. "What?" She demanded not amused.
Fiyero looked away from the paper and raised his eyebrows. "Did you know that we're so in love it's envying?"
Elphaba gave him a death stare.
"Did you know that my father wants to remarry?" She asked, her voice full of anger. Fiyero saw where she was coming from now.
He sat down beside her, preparing his words in his head before speaking them out loud.
"I don't understand it more than you do sweetheart, and I know that your father is an old grouch, but I dunno maybe this Holda is some kind of miracle worker." Fiyero tried, but Elphaba still looked mad.
"Hey, I know what your thinking, and I don't think anyone, not even Frex, would replace their spouse."
That didn't help much either.
"Look, I know that she won't be your mother, I mean Frex isn't much of a father, okay he's not a father at all, but I already think that she's an pretty awesome person." Fiyero whispered.
"Why?" Elphaba griped.
"She said that she can't wait to meet you, and I think highly of anyone wanting to meet you, let alone people who are excited to." He told her and she blushed.
"I just don't want a stepmother." Elphaba choked out. There was a lump in her throat, she didn't know what she was getting so worked up about, oh yeah, Frex was replacing her mother.
"That was a baby thing to say." Elphaba scolded herself, wiping away tears that threatened to leave her eyes.
Fiyero chuckled slightly, deciding that this was the right time to get closer and place his arm across her shoulders. "Nah, I've said worse." He assured her in a soft voice.
"What if she hates me?" Elphaba wondered aloud. Fiyero shook his head immediately. "She won't."
Elphaba laid her head on Fiyero's shoulder. "What would I do without you?" She sniffed. Fiyero gave a half smile that she didn't see. "The better question is what would I do without you." He said solemnly.
"I could think of a couple of things." She smirked.
"Don't push yourself it was rhetorical." He said blankly and she chuckled.
"We better go before Hanlynn decides to cover for us." Elphaba rose to her feet, trying to drag Fiyero with her, he got up willingly, not wanting to even think about what his sister would come up with.
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