First Wicked fic. It's just some thoughts from Glinda during 'No One Mourns the Wicked' (in other words; nothing even slightly original). It's been a long time since I saw it so I might have some things mixed up. If you see any please say :)
- Is it true, you were her friend?
Well it depends on what you mean by, friend -
She was my Elphie and I was her Glinda.
And we hated each other because she was smart and I was beautiful and then she was beautiful too.
And then we were friends and I pretended that the only reason was because I was doing her a good deed and she didn't care either way.
And then there were Biq and Fiyero and Nessarose.
And I had Fiyero and Nessa had Biq and Biq was scared and infatuated and Elphie didn't have anyone but she didn't care because she was Elphaba and she didn't need silly boys.
And then we went to the Emerald City and she stayed there.
And I didn't see her for ages.
And then she was wicked and Nessarose was wicked. And Biq(Boq?) and Fiyero were both somewhere else.
And everyone loved me. Just like it was before we met.
And I never admitted how much I missed her.
- Well it depends on what you mean by friend