so lets break the news first, then continue on. I GOT TO SEE WICKED AS A SUPRISE IN SASKATOON AND IT WAS SO AMAZING. MY SISTER M'DITH AND I GOT SOME REALLY, REALLY GOOD SEATS RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE AND A GOOD DISTANCE AWAY FROM THE STAGE, THE TIME DRAGON CLOCK WAS AMAZING AND THIS STORY IS TOTALLY AU. WE MOUTHED ALONG TO THE SONGS, AND CRIED IN DEFYING GRAVITY, THE MELTING THING, FOR GOOD, AS LONG AS YOU'RE MINE AND IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL. okay, thats over now. so this is totally mine. to an extent, so please read the disclaimer

disclamer; Sure, I have seen WICKED (tm) and I freaking loved it. But no matter how much I want to capture the cannon's and steal the dresses from Oz, I don't own Wicked. I own Ozoogle. and the plotline. Also, If i owned cats then i would be taking the place of Bomba and M'dith my sister would be Demeter. any Pontiac might be whateverherface...y'know the one that is mated w/ Plato [garrr] and has to leave Misto? that one. so to sum it up, i dont own cats nor wicked. deal.

Elphaba stalked around in her room rather upset, nervously eating a piece of bacon. She kept pacing back and forth, with a phone pressed to her ear, three tickets to the hit musical Cats in her hand. Thinking the musical was about animal rights and politics; she had bought the tickets without ozoogleing it, and then realized that the website told her that no animals or Animals were allowed. How stupid of her to ignore that until she had bought the tickets on her computer.

"Can I return one ticket please?" She asked, praying for the best. Stalking around in her room in Kiamo Ko with a phone pressed against her ear with some mechanical voice telling her to hold. Life officially sucked.

"Sorry, but you are the sixth hundredth person in line right now. Please hold."

"BARGH!" Elphaba yelled and slammed down the phone. Three tickets to the musical Cats, and one of them wasn't going to be used. Unless she felt like taking that little farm brat, and to speak of the devil the little farm girl showed up.

"Yes, Miss?" Dorothy said trembling on one knee. Elphaba wasn't in her usual state, she had taken off the magic that made her seem ugly, and she had washed her hair so she wasn't as messy.

"In the name of Fifi, get up you little girl and scrub up. And stop calling me 'miss', call me Elphaba. We are going to a musical called Cats, and you are going to behave yourself, do you hear?" Fae said as she sat down on her bed with a hairbrush and her hat. But what she hated most was that she had to tell the little farm brat what her name was. This could only get worse.

"Yes, Elphaba." And Dorothy scurried off to her closet. Personally, Elphaba didn't like treating the girl so harshly, bit if she didn't then she would think that she was just a big old softie. That was not acceptable at all, so off to the closet Dorothy went. Once the little girl was gone, Elphaba took out a pen and wrote Fiyero a letter, stating that if he didn't scurry over she would personally feed Chistery some laxatives and send him his way.

Yero,

I am writing this to let you know that the plans are set for you to come tonight so that we can start for the musical in Munchkinland. Too bad Nessa isn't alive because of that little farm brat who decided to show up and squish her with the house. I still suspect the Wizard is behind it.

Sadly, I can't bring Chistery to the performance, because I bought the tickets before I realized that we aren't allowed animals or Animals into the performance. Tried to phone the corrupt people but the tickets are non-refundable. So it seems that little Dorothy gets to go. I think this performance will be great, not only because of animal rights, but because it is in Munchkinland and I haven't gotten to go there in a while. Plus no one knows we are going.

This is the time I am reserving to get ready for you to come so I have to go.

Fae.

Finishing the letter, Elphaba called for Dorothy and Chistery, but Chistery was going to be getting the letter to Fiyero. Dorothy was going to be instructed to stay in her room all night, and she would be getting a break because once Fiyero got there she wouldn't be allowed out of her room. The less she knew about their relationship the fewer problems there would be created.

Like my line break? You love my line break. In fact, this is the part when something happens.

"Boq, can you do up the back of my dress please?" G(the 'uh' is silent)linda asked as the tin hands carefully tightened the corset backing of her official business dress. The blue sparkles were all over the place, and so she officially sparkled as a human being. Placing the crown on her head and grabbing her suitcase, the happy pair started on their way to a hotel in Munchkinland where she would be seeing Cats. Unlike some people, she had Ozoogle'd it and found out that it was a musical that was so magical that everyone had to see it. So she bought two tickets, one for her and the other for Boq who was staying with her for a while. Ever since the farm girl had been captured, Brr, Fiyero and Boq had started to think about ways to save her but to see loved ones. This had turned out that they all went their separate ways and communicated through letters sent by little birds.

"Do you know who we are sitting beside?" Boq asked, because the last time he went to a musical he ended up sitting beside a crazy piranha lady and she had quite the collection of dead fish skin around her neck. That was the last time he would go to a musical if he didn't know who he was sitting beside.

"well, you get the seat next to the Wizard and Morrible, and I get to sit next to a Fae Tiggular. I wonder who that is. Do you know?" she asked Boq. Sure he was heartless and didn't really feel any emotion, he laughed.

"Glinda, how dimwitted are you? Fae was Fiyero's pet name for Elphaba and if I remember correctly, Fiyero's last name was Tiggular."

"That doesn't mean that it is her. She might not even know that it is coming to Munchkinland. I am friends with her on Ozbook but her name there is Fae-Rose Thropp. Personally, I think that it is a clever way to disguise your name and person without giving it away. And she chose Rose to remember Nessa by." Boq sighed and did what you called in modern days a 'face palm'.

Soon the bubble that they were riding in had stopped and they had made it to the hotel that they were staying at until the show the next night, and no matter how hard Boq convinced Glinda that Elphaba was sitting beside them, the more she wouldn't listen.

This is another line break. Maybe it is Morrible in disguise, or maybe Fifi in disguise. You never know.

Horrible Morrible was in the kitchens at the palace baking some of her Oz famous cookies, the ones that look just like the insignia on all of the Gale Force's uniforms, or on all of the little squares of fabric strung up around the town so that they could hang wanted posters from it. Everyone was supposed to be looking for the Wicked Witch and she was supposed to be looking for Dr. Dillamond so that she could kill him and get it over with. Once the Wizard finished with the last sighting of the day, he would be retiring to the living quarters of them both, as they were getting along.

Taking the cookies up to the rooms, she remembered how in her pocket were two tickets to the musical Cats, one that she knew nothing about but the Wizard knew everything about. There were plenty of things the wizard didn't know, but if you asked him to he would tell you a small profile about each and every Cat in the musical.

These tickets were supposed to be a surprise for him after catching the witch, but seeing as the performance was the next night, and the Wicked witch hadn't been caught yet, she had no choice but to take him with no real reason. Instead of telling him about it though, she was going to say that he had to go and do some business in Munchkinland, and that no one would know that it was him. In fact, she was willing to go as far as to say that he was her son.

"Yo, Diggs! Get up here." She announced as she laid the cookies down on the table. Taking one to snack on she went down and checked how soon he would be coming upstairs to eat her cookies for her. Morrible couldn't eat very many cookies, as she wouldn't fit into her dresses as well as she should, so he would eat them. He had plenty of room in his trench coat to gain weight, and dress shirts weren't that expensive.

"I'm coming Chary." He said as the Wizard in all his glory stumbled up the stairs. It wasn't like he was as graceful as a swan or anything, in fact he was indeed well preserved because he had eaten enough chicken and Chicken to keep himself alive for a while longer. Or so he thought…

Once safely situated in his evening chair, Morrible told him that early tomorrow they would be waking up so that they could go and see how the people in Munchkinland were doing now that the Wicked Witch of the East was dead. She lied so well that he wasn't able to tell if she was lying or not. All he knew was that he was quite excited for tomorrow.

Last line break, I promise all of you.

The tapping of rocks hitting the West tower of Kiamo Ko annoyed Dorothy to quite the extent, but yet it happened to mean that Fiyero was there. Being the good little girl she was, the farm girl ran down the stairs to the door and opened it to find the scarecrow. He was throwing pebbles at Miss Elphaba's room's window as if she would notice, and she didn't as she was off cleaning herself.

"hello there scarecrow. I missed you!" Dorothy cried as she gave Fiyero a hug. Then she turned back into the castle to tell the nearest Monkey that they needed to go upstairs and tell Miss Elphaba that the Scarecrow had less than a minute, she had come down the stairs and had flung herself at the Scarecrow. She kept whispering into his ear and he would smile and do the same. Feeling as if she was intruding something, Dorothy ran upstairs and stayed in her room the rest of the night fearing for her mental state of mind.

"she's gone now Yero. It's okay." Elphaba said with a kiss and a hug from him.

"I'm so happy I can see you again without worrying about getting killed. I missed you so insanely much that I felt like I would rather melt than have to spend another hour." She fixed her dressing gown and took him upstairs to her room, because there weren't any other rooms for Fiyero to stay in other than hers, and given the state of him, Elphaba thought that it would be okay if he stayed in her room. It wasn't like he'd try something silly.

Taking off the dressing gown, she crawled into bed next to Yero, because Elphaba had always been fond of sleeping in her knickers. Grabbing the blankets she pulled herself closer to Fiyero.

"You know what? I think that the Tattoo on the underside of your arm is new. And the heart of stars on your side." Elphaba turned a shade darker than the usual. "What does that one say?" Yero tapped the inside of her left arm.

"It says Defying Gravity, and I got someone to do it after I left Nessa's and got her to walk. Then I got the heart from the same person, after Nessa died and you and I had our moment. It's a heart of course, but made of smaller hearts and stars, stars for Nessa and hearts for you."

"you know what? I still love you no matter what. In fact, I think that it is rather becoming of you. So tomorrow we are going to Cats? Oh Fae, you are never going to believe who is sitting beside us. Not in a million years. No, I won't tell you who yet. But I can give you a hint, I put your name under Fae Tiggular and they should know that last name very well."

"It's totally going to be Boq. Or Morrible." Both of them shuddered at the thought. No one would kill her though because she was smart enough not to get caught. Plus she would have her Grimmerie with her and so no one would pull something funny. Plus the wizard would probably not be there, and if she had people behind her then it was all good.

The next morning the happy couple woke up and ate some bacon and got the little girl together, and started for the musical.