A/N: Hey :D long time no see, hehe… So in this story we're gonna pretend Dee and Jenn are also performing in New York, (With Willemijn and Katie ((different theatre?)), don't kill me!) So this works out, and most the other Elphaba's live in New York or around there so that also helps.
Chapter 1
The Meeting
Elphaba slammed her fists onto the small oak table which was placed in the center of their kitchen. Fiyero could faintly hear here muttering curses beneath her breath as she read the letter that had come early in the day, via Flying Monkey. He sighed as he folded up the newspaper in his newly made of flesh hands –perhaps not new, it had been a couple of years- and looked over to her with another wary glance, only to see her ripping up the letter, almost igniting it with rage in the process.
"Fae, did it ever occur to you I might want to read it too?" Elphaba looked up at him, from where her head had been resting in her palms in frustration.
"Oh, I'm sorry… but it's not like it was good news." She said bitterly. Fiyero's curiosity peaked. Elphaba saw this and rolled her eyes, starting to explain.
"The letter, it said that The Wizard and Morrible are back, and Glinda's nowhere to be found."
.:Oz:.
Elphaba stood in the cold, bundled up beside Fiyero while he pulled her close to him enveloping her in her warmth.
"If you're so against the cold, why are we here?"
"They make a joke of my life, and they will help me now." She said as she denied yet another fan a picture and autograph. Elphaba looked toward the stage door eagerly when she heard the click of the door opening.
"It's not her you, I'm the one you want!" Joked Dee as she took a picture from a fan and signed it, 'DeeR'.
This went on for what seemed like hours for Elphaba, Fiyero stood by her side patiently waiting for the fans to clear away, finally leaving them alone with Dee and Jenn, who always tended to stay last. Elphaba carefully tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she approached them.
They were talking, but then Jenn pointed behind Dee to Elphaba. She turned around and greeted her with a smile.
"Hey! I love the makeup; it really looks like the real stuff! Is it MAC? It looks different." She commented, reaching out to see if Elphaba had anything to sign.
Elphaba grit her teeth with a frown, trying not to say something rude. After all, she wanted the help of these people, the only people in this world who may not mind her skin. (Little did she know of the thousands of fan girls all around the world.)
"I'm not here to get autographs, or praise on my skin. Hell, I didn't even see the show. I just need your damn help." Elphaba said tapping her foot impatiently; Fiyero placed a hand on her shoulder, calming her a bit. Fiyero took in the startled looks on the two girls faces and stepped in front of Elphaba.
"Fae, maybe I should-" Fiyero started, but Elphaba cut him off, already knowing what he wanted. "Go ahead." She said, growing more anxious in fear for where Glinda may be.
Fiyero flashed them his winning Prince smile from his Shiz days and extended his hand. "Hello Miss Roscioli, Miss Gambatese. I am Fiyero Tiggular, and this is my lovely," Fiyero reached out to his side to pull Elphaba close to him, but found himself grabbing air. He frowned and spun around to her pacing. He grabbed her hand and into his arms, back in front of Dee and Jenn.
"As I was saying, I am Fiyero Tiggular, and this is my lovely wife Elphaba Thropp Tiggular. We understand this may sound ridiculous to you, especially us telling our situation and who we are. But we need your help, as you know we fled Oz and well, this is where we came, New York. But short story, The Wizard and Morrible are back in Oz and Glinda's missing. We need your help finding her."
Jenn held up her hands once Fiyero finished. "You guys are some crazy fans."
"I don't understand," Dee said interrupting, "Why us?" She said trying to make sense of the situation at hand without being possibly offensive to these people who were convinced they were Fiyero and Elphaba, though they almost had her convinced as well. Elphaba groaned and buried her face into Fiyero's jacket then quickly composed herself, turning back to the two girls.
"Look, this isn't up for discussion, and I'm really against the whole 'kidnapping some actors and actresses in order to save my best friend plan' but, Glinda was my only friend, and I owe her this much now. Fiyero, I told you they wouldn't believe us."
Dee protested that she had to an after party with some of the cast members and from other theaters.
"Oh, great! We'll come and then we can talk to them and at the same time have a little party!" Fiyero said, totally missing the point Dee was trying to get across. Jenn cast a wary glance and Dee and whispered in her ear.
"Remember the last time we invited guests to an after party? A few fainted." She muttered. Dee's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"I know, but this time I didn't invite them."
Elphaba stood to the side escaping Fiyero's grasp. Normally she would relish it but now her thoughts were only focused on the blonde ditz of her friend.
A/N: (This story will shift between seriousness and comedy probably.) I love Dee, she's amazing. Also, if there's anyone you'd like to see or you think there's anything I should know, just review (: Or if you have a request for an OC (YOU) tell me, I think there'll be a limit so make a little description with basic info, Age, Appearance, Personality :P So yea! Tell me if I should continue :)
Elphie your WWW
I didn't know Michelle Federer was married to Norbert Leo Butz o.o *stupid*
