AN: Hi!

So I was getting a little bit tired (quite literally) of all the AU and the elaborate plot planning in both Ocean's Daughter and You're Still The One, and so I decided that I needed something nice and simple and fluffy.

This is just going to be a light, cute little Fiyeraba thingy, set after the Lion Cub scene.

Hope you like it, and please review! :)

Chapter 1. Don't wish

For perhaps the first time in her life, Elphaba Thropp wasn't paying attention in class.

It wasn't that the subject wasn't interesting, because it was. The professor was discussing a book with them that she had read at least a thousand times, and she loved it, even though the other students in her Literature class seemed bored. It wasn't even that someone was purposefully distracting her, as Galinda and Fiyero – and sometimes Avaric, when he was in a particularly obnoxious mood - so loved to do.

Yet she was distracted. And the person that was distracting her for once didn't even have the faintest clue that he was doing it.

At first, when Galinda had realised that her best friend and boyfriend were starting to get along, she had been excited. She had always complained to the both of them that they should at least try to get along, for her sake; at which Elphaba had always replied that she would make an effort if Fiyero would stop making 'funny' remarks about her skin, while Fiyero usually declared that he would do it the moment Elphaba stopped 'acting like a prickly cactus'. Galinda had not been pleased, and so when at last they had given in and at least tried to be civil to one another, she had given them both a bone-squishing hug and declared that she loved them.

Then Doctor Dillamond had been removed, and with that came the incident with the Lion Cub. After that, Fiyero and Elphaba had been acting so awkward around one another that even Galinda had noticed, though she decided to attribute it to the fact that Elphaba's favourite teacher had been removed in such a forceful way and her best friend was just a little bit off because of that.

She had been right, of course; but the fact that Elphaba had been 'off' had had as much to do with Doctor Dillamond as it did with a certain Vinkun prince.

It was a few weeks later that Fiyero had approached Elphaba, looking embarrassed and refusing to meet her gaze. He had confessed to her that he was failing again and that Morrible had threatened that he would get flunked out again if he failed the upcoming midterms.

She had folded her arms and raised an eyebrow. 'And since when do you care?'

He had flushed. 'I like Shiz,' he had said defensively. His shoulders had sagged. 'And I don't want to disappoint my parents again,' he had mumbled, as if he felt ashamed to admit that. 'I've already disappointed them so many times.'

Elphaba had been pleasantly surprised that he cared about that – the fact that he had already been either expelled from or flunked out of three other schools clearly said that he hadn't really cared about his parents being disappointed before. She also felt a little bad for him as he had stood there, looking like a beaten puppy; and so she had conceded, agreeing to tutor him a few times a week.

Slowly, the two of them had started to grow closer together, up until the point where Elphaba thought it safe to say that they were friends. Galinda had actually resorted to bouncing and squealing with delight at that. She wanted nothing more than for everyone to get along, and for her boyfriend and her roommate to actually become friends – that was more than she had dared to hope.

Elphaba sighed and tapped her pencil against the table. The professor looked up with an irritable expression on his face and she quickly seized the movement. What was the matterwith her? She couldn't even remember the last time she had been daydreaming in class.

She knew very well what had caused it, though. Even though it was stupid.

Ever since she and Fiyero had become friends, he had started… touching her.

Not inappropriately. Of course not. But barely anyone ever touched her, and she had found it unnerving to say the least that apparently he felt the need to touch as much as he did. She had thought Galinda was cuddly – always wanting to give her roommate hugs and fumbling with her long black hair – but Fiyero was even worse. When he borrowed her pencil, he touched her hand. When he leaned over to whisper something in her ear, he used that as an excuse to drape his arm across the back of her chair. Honestly, it made her nervous. Save the occasional hug from Galinda or Nessa placing her hand on her sister's arm, she really wasn't used to being touched, and it made her feel uncomfortable… yet she liked it.

And now, just before her Literature class, he had come running up towards her with a beaming smile on his face. 'I have a B!' he had shouted, sweeping her off her feet – literally – and spinning her around. 'I have a B for my History exam!'

She couldn't help but smile at that, but that smile had quickly faded when he suddenly pulled her into a bone-crushing hug. 'Thank you, Fae! Thank you so much!'

He hadn't noticed her flushed face when he pulled away, nor the dazed look in her eyes or the fact that she was pretty much gaping at him. He just danced away from her, yelling loudly, 'Did you hear that? I got a B in history!' at a random student who had no idea what the prince was talking about, and then he had left.

Just the memory of it made her face flush all over again. Not only had he voluntarily touched her –though her reaction had pretty much been the same after he'd done that for the first time – but he had actually hugged her. He had picked her up and whirled her around in front of everyone. It made her wonder if he had lost his mind… but it had been nice. Or, well, okay – better than nice. It had felt amazing.

She absent-mindedly rubbed her arms, telling herself that she had goose bumps all over just because it was rather cold in the classroom and for no other reason. No other reason at all.

As soon as the bell rang, Elphaba collected her things and almost fled the classroom.

'Elphie!' The moment Galinda spotted her, she waved enthusiastically and bounced over to greet her friend. 'How was literature? Was it drearifying?'

Elphaba bit back a laugh. 'No, Galinda, it wasn't dreary. I like Literature, you know that-'

Not even listening, Galinda grabbed her arm and dragged her with her, chattering all the while. 'Well, that's actually not what I wanted to talk to you about. See, Elphie, this weekend, there's going to be this thing – it's not really a party, but kind of a get-together with some people, and-'

'No.'

Galinda stopped dead in her tracks and whirled around, bringing her face close to Elphaba's, noses almost touching. She jabbed a finger in Elphaba's chest. 'Now you listen to me very carefully, Elphaba Thropp,' she hissed dangerously.

The green girl gulped. Galinda could be quite scary for a frilly pink cupcake when she wanted to be.

'It's a small thing,' Galinda continued. 'Just you, me, Fifi, Biq, Pfannee, Shenshen, Avaric-'

'Avaric will be there?' Elphaba's eyes widened and she stepped back. 'Then it's a definite no.'

'And I'm going to take you there,' Galinda went on as if her friend hadn't interrupted her. 'I'm going to give you a makeover, and I'm going to take you there. And you're going to have fun.'

'Galinda?'

'Yes?'

Elphaba leaned forward conspiratorially to whisper in Galinda's ear. The blonde waited expectantly, but when Elphaba just brought her face close to Galinda's ear and whispered, 'No,' she stomped her foot. 'Elphie!'

Elphaba crossed her arms.

Galinda widened her eyes and pouted. 'Elphie, please?'

Elphaba sighed. 'Galinda, you know what happens when you put me and Avaric in a room together. One of us is going to end up dead.'

'Oh, who cares if Avaric dies?' Galinda said, waving her hand dismissively, and Elphaba flashed her a grin. 'What makes you think it won't be the other way around and he is going to murder me?'

'Oh, please, Elphie,' said Galinda with a derisive snort. 'I saw you punching the boy that called Nessa a cripple the other day – you have good aim, by the way. Plus, Avaric is bound to be drunk practically before we arrive. You can totally take him.'

Elphaba smiled at her friend, though the memory of that boy almost caused her temper to flare up again. She hated it when people called her little sister names, and though she hadn't lost control of her magic that time, she had lost control of her temper. She had broken the boy's nose and kneed him in a sensitive place, earning her a warning from Morrible, but luckily she hadn't been suspended or – Oz forbid – expelled. 'Still, Glin. I'm going to have to say no,' she insisted.

'But Elphie,' the blonde tried desperately, ' you need to socialise! Do fun stuff, make new friends…' She made big puppy dog eyes again, staring at Elphaba imploringly. 'Please? Pretty please, Elphie?' She knew Elphaba could never say no to that face, and she was right.

The dark-haired witch groaned, then threw her arms up in the air in a sign of defeat. 'Alright, fine! I'll come with you.'

Galinda squealed loudly and launched herself at Elphaba in a hug. 'Oh thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou! We're going to have so much fun!'

'I doubt that,' Elphaba muttered under her breath, but Galinda didn't even hear.

Elphaba already regretted agreeing to come before she had even arrived at the party.

She had intended to spend the day studying, but around noon, Galinda had insisted on dragging her to town to buy her something nice to wear. She wasn't sure what had gotten into her, but half an hour later she found herself in a dressing room with an enormous pile of dresses, tops, skirts, and shoes, a bouncy Galinda waiting just outside for her to try everything on.

It took the blonde two hours to finally decide on a strapless midnight blue dress that only barely covered the things that necessarily needed to be covered. Elphaba had immediately planted her hands on her hips and declared that even her bathing suit covered more skin and therefore she would never wear anything this exposing. Her roommate had pouted and pleaded, but Elphaba had dug in her heels and finally, Galinda grudgingly agreed on a black skirt with some layers that reached Elphaba's knees. She combined it with a dark purple top with spaghetti straps and some beading at the top, promising Elphaba that she had the perfect shoes to go with that outfit.

After that, the raven-haired witch spent two hours sitting at a vanity with Galinda fumbling around with her hair and make-up, after which she had to wait for another hour for her roommate to finish her own hair and make-up. 'Glin,' she sighed after a while. 'Who exactly are you trying to impress? The only boys there will be Fiyero, Boq, and Avaric.'

Galinda poked her head out of the bathroom, looking confused. 'Wait. His name is Boq?'

Elphaba shot her an exasperated look, but Galinda missed the hint. 'You mean it's not Biq?'

Elphaba rolled her eyes.

The blonde stomped her foot. 'Why did you never tell me?' she demanded, at which her friend resisted the urge to bury her face in her pillow. 'Glin, I told you that a thousand times!'

'Oh.' Galinda pursed her lips and retreated back into the bathroom. 'Well, it's not about impressing someone, Elphie,' she called through the open door. 'It's about looking good when you're going somewhere where there will be people.'

Elphaba groaned. 'And what exactly is the plan for the get-together-thing?' she asked, not sure if she wanted to know the answer. She knew that if it involved Avaric, it would involve alcohol; and if it involved Pfannee and Shenshen, it would involve kissing. Elphaba wasn't really comfortable with either.

Galinda appeared, all dressed and ready, and winked at her friend as she grabbed her purse. 'You'll see.'

For some reason, that did nothing to reassure Elphaba.