A/N- Welcome! Basically, all this is is a series of drabble/oneshot type thingies based on songs. They're not songfics. Some AU, some not. A little of everything.. Fiyeraba, Flinda, Gloq, Bessa…
These will probably get posted whenever I've got writer's block, or when I don't have time for an update...
That's about it. I have no idea how many there will be… I'll update when I feel like it. ;)
This one's set during I'm Not That Girl.. That part where Galinda and Fiyero walk on the bridge. A little AU, so, without further ado..
Got it good, what do I need with love?
Skip the vows and all that rot.
Tell the minister that I do not.
Bright and breezy is the
Birds and bees-ey is the
Free and easy is the life I got-
Without her…
I got it good, got it good…
But now I got it bad.
-Jimmy, Thoroughly Modern Millie
Fiyero walked behind Galinda, not really paying attention. She was babbling about some clothes magazine, not actually looking to see if he was listening. Then again, when did she?
Lately it seemed that, despite the blonde's accusations, neither of them were putting much effort into their relationship. Which was fine for Fiyero. It could just end, for all he cared. He liked Galinda, but not that way.
He had no idea where she was taking him, either. Some place where they could sit and eat and not look at each other.
She took him by the hand (he was moving too slow), and pulled him to the bridge. She leaned over the edge, watching the trees blow in the strong wind. She didn't seem to notice the figure on the edge of the clearing below. Wait, was that Elphaba? Squinting, he could now see her slim figure in the shadows. Was she…? Sweet Oz, she was crying.
Fiyero had the urge to run down and comfort her, but Galinda kept a vice-like grip on his hand. It was then she noticed Elphaba.
"Is that Elphie?" she asked Fiyero. He opened his mouth to speak, but she ignored him. "Elphie!" she called. "Up here!" Elphaba turned slowly, and took a step forward. She looked at Galinda, and her eyes widened when she saw Fiyero. Elphaba turned and ran, into the woods and out of sight.
"I wonder what happened," Galinda thought out loud.
"Must've…" he shoved what he was about to say into the back of his mind. "Must've been upset about Dillamond."
"Oh.." Galinda said quietly. "Well, let's go." She tugged him off towards the parking lot as it began to rain, and began to start talking about that magazine again.
Fiyero watched Elphaba's retreating figure as he followed.
Why did he feel so guilty? It wasn't like he did anything to her. He helped her, didn't he? With that cub? He shouldn't feel guilty… Damn.