"I've seen this stump before," Elphaba declared suddenly, her arms folded in front of her as she stared at the deformation of the oddly shaped stump.
"No, I've never seen it before," Galinda adamantly denied, shaking her head emphatically and keeping her nose firmly buried in the map.
"Are you sure you know where we're going?" Elphaba questioned, looking around the forest. They had been in the thick of the trees for much longer than Elphaba had anticipated that they would be and she was growing a bit concerned.
"Yes, of course I'm sure. It was my Momsie and Popsicle that bought this cabin," Galinda assured her in a brisk tone of voice, briefly glancing up at the taller girl.
Elphaba scrunched her nose in confusion, furrowing her brow as she considered that statement.
"I have no idea how that logic plays into this at all."
"Don't worry about it. Just sit back and let me do the thinking for once, Elphie. I'll get us where we're going." Elphaba raised a brow in response to the blonde's last statement.
She had the most rotten feeling that there certainly was a reason to worry. After all, her blonde roommate was not known to particularly exceed in her studies of the geography of Oz.
Elphaba leaned sideways, looking at the map over Galinda's shoulder as they wandered along. The green girl scowled at the sight that she beheld, and she rolled her eyes with the utmost irritation.
"You're holding the map upside down! Give it to me! Glin, I swear you couldn't find your way out of a wet paper bag," Elphaba proclaimed as she angled the map so that she could attempt to see where the cabin truly was. Of course, this was a fruitless endeavor simply because Elphaba didn't even know where they themselves were.
"Hey, hey! That's my map!" Galinda made a desperate attempt to snatch it from the green girl's hands. Elphaba raised it so that it was beyond the blonde's armlength.
"Why didn't you tell me we were lost?!" Elphaba demanded, looking down at her much shorter roommate and putting her hands on her hips. Galinda took that moment to seize the map from Elphaba.
"Well, that wouldn't do us any good, now, would it? Besides, we're here, see?" Galinda pointed and circled in a vague motion at a particular grove of trees on the paper.
"Yes, I can see that you think that. But did it happen to occur to you that it would have done us plenty of good if you would've told me the moment your ditzy brain brought to your attention that we were LOST?!"
"Don't yell at me about it. Not everyone is geographically inclined," Galinda offendedly told her, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Indeed, some of us are quite akin to broken homing pigeons," Elphaba snarked, looking around the trees that they found themselves in.
However, she didn't expect the sudden smack that was inflicted upon her shoulder. Elphaba jumped a bit, glaring daggers at the blonde.
"How dare you even say that to me? I was doing something nice for you, getting you out here in the fresh air to spend a week in my parents' luxurious cabin they just bought, but no! No, you have to go and be a Grumpy Gus when you should be thanking me. This is much more exciting than the terribly boring piles of schoolwork you've got sitting on your desk."
"Are you happening to forget why all of that schoolwork is piled up in the first place? It's because of you!" Elphaba accused, her brows knitted together tightly as she pointed at the blonde.
Galinda flushed a brilliant shade of red, her whole face puffing up in anger. She walked right up to the green woman and poked her in the chest as best she could considering her height.
Elphaba angled her head back and looked down at the blonde disdainfully.
"Just because you don't want to be popular and I have to constantly work to make your drab clothing choice into art doesn't mean that it's automatically my fault that you have an overload of work!"
"I believe that you would argue with a fencepost," Elphaba rolled her eyes and replied, turning to walk away from her roommate.
"And just where are you going?!" Galinda shouted.
"Someplace outside this forest so I can find someone who knows where we're at," Elphaba called over her shoulder.
"Fine! I'll just find the cabin myself." Elphaba continued to walk, unphased by Galinda's petulant response. She knew the blonde would follow before long. Galinda was stubborn, but certainly not brave when it came to the matter of being alone.
Henceforth, Elphaba wasn't surprised in the least when she suddenly heard rustling of bushes behind her.
After several moments of silence, Galinda finally decided to say something.
"Ew, honestly, why didn't someone make a trail to the cabin? I'm so sick of walking through bushes that have creepy crawlies in them- AAAAHHHH! Elphie, what is that?!" Elphaba lunged forward with the impact of a one-hundred-fifteen-pound girl hopping onto her back.
Elphaba waddled around, holding up under the blonde's weight remarkably well. However, the arms tightly wound around her neck was making it hard to breathe.
"Galinda, that is just moss." It then registered with the green girl the exact significance of that statement.
"Wait just a clock-tick… Moss! Glin, get off me," Elphaba told the girl on her back. Galinda hesitantly slid off of the taller girl's back but stayed close. Elphaba immediately rushed over to the moss, examining it.
"What about moss?" Galinda questioned albeit curiously, but primarily with disgust.
"Moss grows on the northern side of trees," Elphaba informed her excitedly, looking in the direction that the moss was growing.
"Elphie, I'm afraid that I don't understand what you are trying to say. Why is this important?" the blonde asked, putting her hands on her hips and raising an eyebrow.
Elphaba turned to the blonde, thrilled at her discovery.
"We can use the map and the moss's northern indicator to find the cabin. If we can follow the map North-"
"We'll find Momsie and Popsicle's cabin!"
"Precisely!" Elphaba emphatically agreed with a smile.
"Sniff it out, Elphie! Go for it!" Elphaba rolled her eyes at her bouncy roommate, but nevertheless took the map and started to make her way through the growth, heading in the direction the moss was facing.