"I can't wait!" a young Elphaba Thropp exclaimed to her parents on their way to the circus. Her three-year old eyes were filled with wonder. She looked from her mother to her father. This was the first time they were taking their green daughter away from the protection of the Governor's mansion. They knew that the world could be cruel, and they wanted to protect their only daughter from the horrors of the world. Her mother, Melena, and her father, Frex, smiled down at their daughter.
"Are you excited, Fabala?" Melena asked her daughter. Elphaba nodded her head so hard, it looked like it was about to fall off of her body. Frex and Melena laughed. But that moment was short lived.
It was dark that day. The carriage was going very fast. Everything happened quickly. One moment, Elphaba was sitting in her father's lap, being tickled by her mother. And the next was a blur.
Elphaba woke up a few hours later in a strange place. She had no idea where she was, or how she got there. She tried to sit up, but she felt so weak. She let out a moan. She looked around the room, trying to find her parents. They weren't there. Elphaba opened her mouth to call her mother, but no sound came out. She tried again. Still no sound. That's when the tears came. Someone must have heard her crying, because the door opened. Elphaba wiped her eyes and looked at the man who had entered the room. He was wearing a white coat and white gloves. She mere sight of him scared Elphaba. She relaxed when she saw her parents behind him. She reached her hands out to her mother and Melena ran in to hug her daughter.
"Oh, Fabala, thank Oz you're alive!" Melena cried. She gently pulled away to face her daughter. Elphaba opened her mouth again, but no words came out. Melena looked shocked. "Fabala, can you hear me?" Melena asked, biting back tears. Elphaba saw her mother's mouth moving, but no sound was coming out. Melena pulled her daughter into another hug. "What happened to her?" Frex asked the doctor.
"Apparently, she hit her head when the carriage crashed. That caused damage to her brain, causing her to lose her hearing and ability to speak. I'm afraid that there's nothing we can do at the moment," the doctor said sadly.
"Can we take her home now?" Melena asked.
"Of course," the doctor said as he began to fill out the papers.
"Come on, Fabala. We're going home," Melena said, picking Elphaba up. Elphaba clung to her mother for the rest of the night.
Elphaba began to keep to herself. She began to like to be alone. Melena and Frex would try to get Elphaba to go outside and play, but Elphaba would have none of it. They tried multiple ways of communicating with her. None of them worked. Elphaba would sit alone, sometimes reading or drawing a picture. Elphaba would also attempt to tell her parents how she was feeling and what she wanted. Those attempts were also fruitless.
"Frex, how are we going to tell her?" Melena asked one night.
"I don't know, Melena," Frex answered, pacing.
"How will she take it?"
"Melena," Frex said, taking his wife's hands. "I don't know. I just…" he stopped when he saw Elphaba walking up to them. Tears were streaming down her face and she was clutching her teddy bear. Melena got up from the kitchen table, where she was sitting, and went to her daughter. Melena's hazel eyes looked into Elphaba's chocolate ones. Elphaba wrapped her arms around her mother's neck. "Oh, Fabala, I'm so sorry!" Melena cried. Frex went into Elphaba's room and took one of her baby dolls from her toy chest. He shortly returned to see that both Melena and Elphaba were crying. Frex put a gentle hand on Elphaba's shoulder. Elphaba slowly turned around and saw her father holding one of her dolls.
"Elphaba," Frex said, even though he knew that Elphaba couldn't hear him. "Mommy and I are going to have another baby." He handed Elphaba her doll. Elphaba looked at it for a while, confused. She looked up at her mother and saw that one of her hands was on her flat stomach. Elphaba began to slowly put the pieces together. She shoved her doll back into her father's hands and shook her head. She didn't want another baby.
"Fabala, don't be afraid. It's going to be wonderful!" Melena said, taking small green hands into hers. Elphaba was breathing hard. She slowly began to calm down. She reached out her hand and felt her mother's stomach. A slow smile crept its way onto Elphaba's face.
The months went by on very quickly. Elphaba was sitting in her mother's lap, while Melena brushed Elphaba's long, raven hair. Suddenly, Melena stopped brushing. Elphaba turned around to see her mother breathing hard. Her eyes widened when she realized what was happening. She jumped out of her mother's lap and ran to get her father. Frex looked up and saw the fear in Elphaba's eyes. He ran into the room to be with Melena. Elphaba followed, but Frex stopped her. "No, sweetie. You must stay out here." Elphaba waited at the door for what seemed like forever. Finally, her father came out. Elphaba smiled, but she frowned when she saw that he was covered in blood. She began to peak inside the room. Frex tried to stop her from going inside the room, but Elphaba pushed through anyway. The sight she saw gave her the scare of her life. Her mother was lying on the bed, lifeless and covered in blood. Elphaba slowly walked up to her mother. She gently began to shake her arm, something she used to do when she wanted her parents to wake up. When Melena didn't move, Elphaba began to cry. She had lost her mother.
Frex came into the room. He picked up the small baby girl and showed her to Elphaba. Elphaba looked down at the tiny face of her little sister and smiled.
"Her name is Nessarose," Frex said.
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