Hey all, new story from the back of my mind :) Don't expect this one to be ginormously long, but it should be at least a few chapters.

Standard disclaimers, I don't own things. Yep.

REVIEW, puh-leez

"Please?"

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"Please?"

"I said no."

"But Elphie!"

"What did I just say?"

"…No."

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"But Elphie!"

It had been like this all morning.

Ever since the nocturnal blonde had tumbled out of bed and spent over an hour in the bathroom making herself 'presentable,' she had been bugging Elphaba Thropp to go. Quite obviously the emerald girl had refused, not even granting Galinda a shake of her head. She stayed in her book, motionless apart from her soft but definate no's.

"You can hardly ignore me like this, El-pha-baaaaaa!" Galinda, pretty in pink (as usual), flounced over to Elphaba's bed and jumped onto it, purposely shaking it so as to jar the book from her friend's hands. But the book remained with Elphaba. Galinda pouted – damn her strong grip.

"No way in hell. Go away."

Galinda hmph-ed and jumped to her feet, prancing around in a perky effort to look for something to persuade Elphaba with. "Mall mall maaaall, we're going to the mall! And Elphie can't stoooop me! La la laaa!" Oooh… Under the bed, perhaps?

"No."

This was exciting. Elphaba WAS going on her first ever trip to the mall, Galinda had already decided. And as everybody in Gillikin and Shiz and practically OZ knew, Galinda Upland, of the Upper Uplands, ALWAYS got what she wanted.

Elphaba had forgotten about Galinda, oddly enough, until a muffled (yet loud) 'eep!' sounded from somewhere on the blonde's side of the room.

The green girl looked up, blinking as she saw Galinda's various weapons layed out on her bed; scissors, pink lace, handcuffs, and a camera. Oh dear.

The blonde popped up from underneath the bed, rubbing the back of her head with one hand. There was an obviously devilish smirk in place on her face. Enough to scare some. "Now, Elphiefaba, which one of these will make you see reason?"

The other blinked disdainfully. "I'm not going. Go take Pfanee."

"Pfanee's boring! Hmm…"

Elphaba returned her eyes to her book, but then paused. Wait. She looked back over to the bed. "Handcuffs, Galinda? Handcuffs?? Where in Oz name did you get those?"

A blush instantly appeared on the blonde's face.

"Fiyero…?"

Nod.

"Ew. No."

Galinda slowly smiled, and then grinned. Aha! Scissors wouldn't work unless she cut up Elphie's books, but she wasn't that stupid. No death wish present, thank you very much. A camera wouldn't work; Elphie hated looking at herself but wouldn't care if she distributed things around campus. And any pinkifying could easily be undone… unless super glue was used… no. The handcuffs it was!

"You see, Elphie, I aaaalways get what I want." Galinda giggled, wagging the handcuffs at Elphaba. "Now, we can do this the eeeeasy way or the hard way. You go with me and let me shop for you, or you go with me and let me shop for you handcuffed to me the whoole time. Bathroom breaks included."

Elphaba slowly shut her book, and looked up at Galinda. No, not looked. Glared. "You evil bitch."

Galinda tossed her hair over her shoulder and pranced over, grabbing Elphaba's hand and pulling her to her feet. Smiling smugly at Elphaba and pushing her towards the door, she said in a singsong voice, "I know!"