Disclaimer: I own Wicked and Elphaba, Glinda and Fiyreo. Nope, I don't Wicked belongs to Steven Swartz and Gregory McGuire.
Summary: What if Elphaba had left letters and a will before she died?
Prologue: For Good
Glinda stood stock still after Dorothy had thrown the water on Elphaba. She just didn't know what to do. She didn't notice that Fiyreo had come up behind her. "Oh dear Elphie" Glinda heard him whisper. Glinda couldn't bare it anymore so she ran from the scene.
Two hours later, Glinda was still on her bed. She heard a knock on her door. It was the boy, the Munchkin boy Boq whom Nessarose had danced with at the Ozdust Ballroom so long ago, when Glinda had thought she was in love with Fiyreo. He came into her room and closed the door softly behind him. "Miss Glinda, I wanted to tell you something. I found this on the path where your friend Miss Elphaba was walking just before she died".
"Oh Boq thank you" said Glinda. She clutched the piece of paper in her hands for a moment, deciding what to do. Then, slowly, carefully, she opened up the paper, on it, in a neat and tidy scrip where the words
The Will of Miss Elphaba Throop
Glinda gasped "Elphie, you had a will?"
A/N: Hey everyone, I loved writing this chapter. There will be another one on the way very soon. Please read and review
