Hiya! I got back from my trip in Cuba a few days ago. I know I haven't posted anything since I left, but there was no wifi. Yes, I survived without FF and internet for three weeks. *shudders*

One of my newest obsessions, is the show Ugly Betty. OMO, it's Ozsome! Since my brain is wired to both Fanfiction and wicked, I cooked up this little story. One of the characters, Daniel Meade, is a lot like Fiyero. He too danced through life, going from one woman to the next.

Betty and Elphaba aren't particularly similar, but I thought that I could make my story my own in this way. Oh! There's an episode dedicated to Wicked... It's one of my faves. Plus I can fit evil Morrible into the story.

So yes, I'm starting another story. Sue me.

Disclaimer: Hah!

"Fiyero!" The Prince's father warned. "If you don't clean up your act-"

The younger Tiggular scoffed. "What are you going to do? Kill me? I just want to live a little, have some fun. Where you a perfect angel when you were my age?" He demanded. Zachariah nodded, his stare fixed on his only son.

"I was." He answered solemnly.

Fiyero rolled his eyes. "And look where you are. Divorced, lonely, and unhappy. Dad, in case you haven't noticed, I don't want to be anything like you." He spat out.

"It would do you good to respect me. I am your father, after all." Zachariah reminded him. "I have all the influence and power in this magazine. In fact, I have all the influence and power in this building. I own Tiggular and every single one of its magazines, including Ozian Choice. I only made you editor-in-chief, so you can learn some responsibility. I didn't, however, give it to you, you can sleep with your assistants!"

Fiyero stood in front of him, aimlessly staring out the window. Only then, did he turn around and face his father. "Are you done? I'd like to get some work done at the office." He answered, remembering the hot redhead he'd left waiting.

Zachariah, knowing exactly what his son meant by work, sighed deeply and motioned to the door. He needed to get Fiyero to focus more, to resist temptation. But how?

"Uh, sir?" His assistant, Brunoha, entered.

"Yes?"

"The new assistant wannabes are here to be interviewed." He answered. For some reason, his nose was crinkled in a distasteful manner and he seemed to be disgusted.

Right, Fiyero needs a new assistant. Maybe they're the key to making sure he matured a bit. Zachariah thought, smirking at his reflection in the dark tile floors. Dismissing Brunoha, he thanked him and rushed out the door, heading to the lobby.

Well, the people applying for the position were sure a motley crew. A ragtag group of misfits. Smiling victoriously, he had to make a double take when he saw a certain Ozian sitting down and fiddling with her fingers nervously.

And she was green.

Literally, green. Like, her skin color was Emerald... Was that even possible? Oh well, it's not like he cared. If he wanted Fiyero to resist temptation, this was the best way to do it. Not bothering to look at the rest of the interviewees, he turned to her.

The green girl wore a shapeless frock and a lumpy braid. Glasses were pinned on the edge of her nose, and she was peering down at a book that appeared to have her entranced. Cringing at the sight of her outfit, Zachariah thought that maybe he should reconsider this choice. This was a fashion magazine, after all.

However, Fiyero was more important than all the ratings in the world. Ignoring all the voices in his head screaming at him to stop, turn around, and choose a beautiful model, he stared straight at the woman in front of him.

"How soon can you start?"

"A fashion magazine?!" Nessarose asked her older sister in surprise. Elphaba cringed, but nodded. "Yes. I know fashion isn't exactly one of my strong suits but, for whatever reason, Mr. Tiggular thought I would do a good job.' She explained.

Nessa nodded thoughtfully, wheeling herself over to the kitchen to bring some hot chocolate. "I can't believe you're going to meet Fiyero Tiggular! Oh, he is so incredibly handsome!" She gushed, passing a cup to the scowling green girl.

"He's also spoiled, rude, and a womanizer." Elphaba snarled, downing the liquid.

"Who cares? Fabala, he's Fiyero Tiggular! This is a once in a lifetime oportunity." Nessarose added, gently placing a hand on her sisters shoulders.

"To do what, exactly?" Elphaba queried. "Bring coffee to a person who'll probably treat me like a piece of gum that got stuck on his shoe?" The younger Thropp rolled her eyes.

"You're just being pessimistic. I'm sure you'll have a great first day." Nessa assured her.

"I doubt it."

Fiyero sat, gaping at the woman before him. His dad was smiling widely and the Prince just knew that he had something to do with this. "Uh, dad? Can I talk to you for a moment?" Zachariah led Elphaba to the door and she sat down at her desk, which just happened to be right in front of his office. Closing the door, he shot his dad the most venomous glare he could muster.

"She's green." He stated.

"Yeah, I've noticed." Zachariah retorted dryly. Fiyero kept his glower fixed on his father. "No, you don't understand me. She's green." He tried.

"I understand you perfectly fine. What do you want me to do? I'm not going to fire her just because she's green." He answered. Fiyero groaned.

"But dad! She's green!" Zachariah gave his son a disapproving look before walking out. A few minutes later, Avaric Tenmeadows walked in.

"I just met the most beautiful girl in all of Oz." He declared, staring at the new receptionist. She was blonde and perky but, boy was she hot.

"My assistant is green." Fiyero answered in disbelief. Avaric chuckled at this, staring at the freak through the large window.

"Yeah, apparently." He said.

"Oz, Av! What am I supposed to do? Dad won't let me fire her!" He whined, slumping down in his chair like a five year old.

"So?"

"So, I don't want her to be my assistant!" Fiyero yelled. Avaric smirked, staring from Elphaba to Fiyero. "There is a solution for this. If you can't fire her, that is."

"What is it?"

"Make her quit."

Sooooo, what did you think?! Id really like your opinion. Oh, and I'll try to update my other stories soon, I promise! Review!