So for those of you who know us, neither of us are really very good at keeping our promises for updating stories. So we decided to write a joint fic, and we figured we could keep each other on each others heels and actually get this thing updated, and if we came up with writers block we could help each other. So we hope you guys enjoy reading this.
-Elphie your WWW and Happy3611
Disclaimer: We do not own Wicked.
"You have no real power..." Elphaba's voice came out almost in a whisper, for it seemed that for the first time she was shocked in to silence. "No real power...no real power..." She kept muttering to herself, until finally the news seemed to have sunk in. Her chocolate brown eyes seemed to darken, her gaze hardened, and the innocence and excitement from wanting to meet the wizard seemed to have vanished completely as she felt her world come crashing down on her. She felt her knees buckle beneath as she felt gravity slowly pulling her down. This man whom she had looked up to all her life, whom she believed was capable of doing anything, and whom she believed was ruling Oz for the greater good, was an imposter, a fraud, and was discriminating and abusing the Animals. Her eyes wandered to the Grimmerie, than to the exit on the far side of the room. She couldn't, could she?
The Wizard slowly looked up upon hearing Elphaba's words. He made his way towards we and knelt down beside her, tilling her head up with his finger. "I have no real power, but that is where you come in. We need your help, Elphaba."
Elphaba glared back at the Wizard, grabbing his hand and roughly shoving it off her. "Don't. touch. me." She snarled. "And why should I help you!? You lied to the citizens of Oz! You think that to gain more power and respect you have to give them a good enemy! And why!? The Animals were doing nothing wrong!" Elphaba quickly grabbed up the Grimmerie and stuffed it in her bag, and stumbled in to a standing position.
"They're just different! There's nothing wrong with different! But Some of us aren't afraid show our differences! Some of us don't hide behind giant heads because they're pretending to be something they're not! Some of us-" Elphaba suddenly stopped her rant as her eyes landed on a little green bottle the wizard had clutched in his hand. "My bottle...my mothers bottle... GIVE ME BACK MY BOTTLE!"
The Wizard tugged it back from Elphaba's grasp, eyes wide. "Your /mothers/?" He pulled out a bottle similar to it.
"Yes, my mothers." Elphaba replied dryly. "Now, Give. It. Back." Elphaba took the opportunity to snatch her bottle back and tucked it safely in to her bag, while the Wizard stood there, jaw on the floor, mouth hanging wide open, and eyes round as saucers as he examined the bottle.
"You... You- what was your morher's name again?" His voice was barely audible as he asked Elphaba the simple yet terrifying question.
Elphaba sighed and turned her head refusing to meet the Wizard's gaze. Her voice dropped to the same level as the Wizard's, "Melena."
"Melena... Thropp." He whispered, slowing moving towards Elphaba. "Look." He said quietly, showing her the bottle.
"Oh wow you have a bottle," she replied sarcastically. As The Wizard slowly advanced upon her she unconsciously began to back up, her eyes narrowed in to slits and glaring back at the Wizard. She not at all surprised that he knew her mothers name. She was after all the governor's wife, most people knew her name.
"Look at though; Elphaba! Really look at it!" He pleaded.
"Keep your precious bottle."
"Please, Elphaba. I need to know if you think that same thing as I do."
"Same thing?" She couldn't help but chuckle, "Ha! Same thing, You and I couldn't be more different."
"Maybe not after all." The Wizard said, continuing to put the pieces together. "Just turn around and look at me, please." He asked.
Glinda stepped forward and put a porcelain hand on Elphaba's shoulder, highly contrasting with her dark dress. "Elphie... Please listen to him, I think he has something important to say."
Elphaba stared back at Glinda, and sighed finally turning around and facing the Wizard. She let her gaze drop and stared at the floor. "Well what is so important that you have to tell me this instant!?"
Glinda took over for the Wizard from there, knowing Elphaba probably wouldn't listen to him she took his bottle and pushed it in front of Elphaba's face, forcing her to look up. "Look at his bottle. It looks a lot like your mother's... I've never seen one like it- like the way the glass is blown. It's perfect."
"And...?"
Glinda went back and forth, studying the two's faces. She could now see the similarities. "He's your father."
Elphaba stared back at Glinda in disbelief. "Yes, because he's my father and Fairy Queen Lurline is my great grandmother," She replied sarcastically.
Glinda tilted her head and pouted in confusion. "She is?"
Elphaba sighed and did a faceplam, "No Glinda,"
"But you just said- and the Wizard /is/ your father- but..." Glinda whimpered and continued to pout. "I'm confusified."
"The Wizard, is NOT my father. The Fairy Queen Lurline is not my great grandmother, and I would appreciate it if you would stop filling my friend's head with lies about some hocus pocus of you being my father," Elphaba added with an icy glare towards the Wizard.
The Wizard shrugged and walked forward. "But I think she's right, and remember she came to that conclusion herself."
"No, you're not my father! You're not you cant be!" Elphaba began to back up from the Wizard, "Take one step closer..." She left the end of that sentence for him to finish.
And you'll run, I get the drill-" he was interrupted when Glinda flung herself onto Elphaba. "Oh please please please just listen to the kind old man."
"Alright fine," She grumbled. "So you're my 'father' then where were you all those years when I was growing up! What were you doing!? Why didn't you ever come back to my mother!? You say you're a sentimental man, but you didn't even want your own daughter! I had to grow up with a horrid excuse of a man! He used to beat me! Where were you when I needed you most!?" Elphaba finished her rant and turned to Glinda, giving her a hug and burying her face in her golden curls.
Glinda shifted so she could glare at the Wizard, never ever had her Elphie broken down like this.
"I... I didn't know, Elphaba." The Wizard said weakly.
"Glinda," Elphaba muttered. "I need the burn ointment." For not matter how hard she had tried to hold back her tears, they had fallen anyway and had burnt her skin in the process.
Glinda nodded and opened her bag, rummaging through it. "One second..." She said, tossing a few contents out in the process of looking for the ointment. "Here." Glinda handed Elphaba the small black jar. The Wizard looked over at them, confused.
"What is that for?"
Elphaba turned her back to the wizard and began to apply the oil to her burns.
"None of your business!" Glinda huffed, taking the jar from Elphaba and helping her put it on.
"Thanks," Elphaba muttered. She turned around and noticed the wizard staring at her, "What!? What are you looking at? Ohhhh do I have something in my teeth!?"
"No... It's just that- your face- are you alright?" He asked carefully, feeling that he was treading on a sensitive topic.
"I'm...fine. It's just nothing..." Elphaba muttered.
"Elphaba... Will you reconsider my offer in all seriousness? I will make changes, if it makes you happy."
"You're going to stop the laws banning Animals, and you're going to make sure every single one of them that you've arrested are put back in there homes safely."
The Wizard nodded, having a guard nearby take notes. "Of course. Is there anything else?"
"Make Glinda you're magic grande vizier. She'd be much better at it than me."
Glinda looked at Elphaba. "Elphie no! This is your dream!"
Elphaba shook her head, "No this is my dream. Knowing that Im helping the Animals, you're the only friend I've ever had, I want you to do take it. Besides you'll be a public figure, I know that's always been one of your dreams."
"Oh, alright then. When you put it that way." Glinda blushed slightly and grinned at the Wizard, who in return smiled. "Done."
Elphaba smiled back at her little blonde friend, "Congradulotions."
Thank you, Elphie!" Glinda jumped onto her friend in a hug.
The Wizard looked around her and to Elphaba. "Is she always like this?"
"Glinda, I need... to breathe." She chocked out. "And yes, she is."
"Oh... Sorry..." Glinda mumbled, climbing off her friend. The Wizard nodded and laughed.
Elphaba smiled back at Glinda and sent a shy smile in the Wizard's direction, "Thank you."
"Your welcome. Now you two... If you're staying here now, would you like your rooms? And I heard you are college roomies, so you can share one if you'd like."
Elphaba shrugged and looked at Glinda, "What do you want?"
"OOOOOH ROOMIES!" Glinda said excitedly.
"Of course, as long as you don't try to give me a makeover again."
Glinda pouted, "Please."
Elphaba shook her head vigorously, "No."
"Pleasssssssssse," Glinda gave her, her best puppy dog eyes.
"No,"
"Yes,"
Elphaba sighed, "Fine, as long as there's NO pink."
"YAY!" Glinda smiled mischievously at Elphaba, already making plans for her.
Elphaba groaned, "What did I get myself in to!?"
"Hah! Thank you your Ozness!" Glinda said dragging Elphaba off into their rooms. The Wizard stayed behind and watched the two girls so different and yet friends, bewildered.
Elphaba ran excused herself and ran back to the Wizard, "Thank you your Ozness, I don't think I've ever had someone care enough to do something nice for me."
She smiled back at him and ran off to join Glinda.