Hi! :D
Yes, I'm a bad person. I'm starting yet another fic... or, well, it's a series of drabbles, really. Mostly Fiyeraba. Things I thought of during my classes/lectures, mostly. Some will belong together; this first one is an introduction to the next five drabbles or so, which are the answers some of the students gave to the assignment described below. These ones take place in the students' final year at Shiz, so say about two years after Elphaba defied the Wizard and disappeared into hiding.
Enjoy & please review! :)
Assignment
'I want to know,' Professor Dolorn explained to his students while handing out empty sheets of paper, 'if you can think of a decision you once made, something you did or failed to do, that you regret deeply. A decision, perhaps made in just a fraction of a clock-tick, that, had you just acted differently, would have changed your life forever. Write it down and hand it in. If you can't think of anything, try to imagine what such a moment could be and write that one down. Try to explain not only what the decision was, but the implications it had, and the implications it could have had, had you only acted differently. I think it'll be a good exercise for you – perhaps it'll teach you to think first, instead of acting on impulse, as all of you young people seem to do these days.' He paused and pretty much glared at his almost-graduates, disapproval written all over his face. He didn't expect too much of these students – they were just a bunch of partying nitwits. They'd probably come up with things like 'I regret losing my virginity to a boy I barely knew' and 'I regret not going to that amazifying party. Still, he was curious about their answers. 'You have twenty minutes. I expect your written answers on my desk at the end of the lesson.' He looked around solemnly. 'Good luck.'