Summary: Stolen underwear and Elphaba isn't happy.
Rating: M
A/N: Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing this! Samson's from my other fanfiction. Oh yeah and please don't take this seriously it's meant to be a joke. All characters are taken out of character!
Not Happy
Glinda woke up that morning to see Elphaba in a particular bad mood.
Glinda sighed, "What's the matter?"
Elphaba almost yelled, "Look at my draw."
Glinda frowned, "It's empty."
Elphaba shoved it closed, "Exactly, someone stole my underwear. What am I meant to wear?"
Glinda replied trying to be helpful, "Well you could wear mine."
Elphaba's face went darker, "Glinda not that I don't appreciate the thought but your, um, chest is bigger than mine."
Glinda couldn't help but smile, "Yes, well couldn't you compromise."
Elphaba shook her head, "No."
A knock came at her door. Elphaba opened it to find Samson at her door.
She frowned, "It was you."
He nodded, "Yes."
Elphaba wailed, "Where in the name of the unknown god did you put them?"
Sam gave a naughty smile, "I'm not telling."
At that Sam put something in Elphaba's nightgown pocket.
He bent down and whispered in her ear, "I'll give them back to you tomorrow, promise, you'll find them in your draw. Could you wear that?"
Sam then turned to walked away Elphaba yelled at him but he merely waved his behind his back. Elphaba closed the door and took out the thing from her pocket, it was lacy underwear, and her face went completely dark. The reason why Sam did this was simple, they were going to play strip poker that night and Elphaba happened to be very bad at that game. They also had a rule that you didn't strip out of your underwear. So Elphaba didn't really have a choice, what made her go darker was that the black underwear was exactly her size.
Glinda laughed, flopping on her bed.
Elphaba's face went dark green, "Oh shut up!"