Well, We Can't All Come and Go by BUBBLE!
Author's Note: This be my first 'Wicked' story. Enjoy it, my pretties.
Dedicated to mah BAS girls.
Disclaimer: Now, really, if I owned Wicked or bubbles or glitter or sparkles or strawberry cake, would I be here?
On a sunny afternoon, not long after Dorothy had departed Oz, Glinda the Good was flying over the Emerald City in her bubble.
She touched down just a block away from the Wizard's old palace, looking up and down the street. Then she noticed something rather odd. No one was walking down the street, or any streets for that matter. Glinda found this rather odd, as the Emerald City always seemed to be very active.
Suddenly, she heard a sound above her head. She looked up, and was shocked at what she saw.
Bubbles. Hundreds and hundreds of bubbles, all exactly like hers. Glinda was shocked. The very idea of hundreds of people floating around in identical bubbles was completely absurd. In fact, only one important person should have a bubble. Her.
"What in Oz is going on here?" asked Glinda, floating up in her bubble.
All the people in the air turned to look at her.
"Look! It's Glinda!" yelled a random Ozian.
"Yes, yes. I know it's good to see me and all, but can someone please tell me what is going on?"
"Why, we're celebrating, of course!" yelled another random Ozian, about ten meters away.
"Celebrating what?" asked Glinda. "There's nothing left to celebrate. You already celebrated El-the Witch's death."
"We're celebrating the Wizard's marvelous invention, Miss Glinda," said a small child next to Glinda, floating in her own little bubble.
"His invention? The bubble, you mean?" asked Glinda.
"Yes. Exactly," said the crowd.
"But, how'd you make the bubbles float?" asked Glinda, clearly confused.
"We just followed the directions," said the first random Ozian again. "On the box of bubble mix."
"There's a box of bubble mix?" asked Glinda. "But..how..but..I..WHAT?"
"We found it in the palace. Along with the boxes of glitter and sparkles."
"And cake! Don't forget the cake!" said another Ozian. "There was a lot of strawberry cake. But, we haven't eaten it."
Glinda looked at the Ozians. "This is crazy," she thought, and without another word, she flew away in her bubble to try and make sense of it all.
Author's Note: Yes, it is random. Thanks for asking.
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