As promised, (to save the Vinkun Wildflowers) here is chapter 2 of Time and Time Again. Not gonna bother with an actually A/N, but basically, it's my Wicked Anniversary, reviews would make me extremely happy, please go view the other stories I'm putting up tonight, I love you, don't die, and keep dancing through.

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"Five minutes till showtime, buddy," Avaric announced, patting Fiyero on the shoulder. Fiyero straightened his tie in the mirror for what must've been the tenth time in the past thirty minutes.

He was getting married.

No, it was more than that.

He was getting married to Elphaba Thropp, his girlfriend of three years. The entire situation, he supposed, was a bit unusual. In a spark of impulsiveness, Fiyero and Elphaba had decided to wed a week before graduation. On any other day, Elphaba would have downright refused to get married before she and Fiyero finished their years at Shiz, but Fiyero had been very… persuasive.

And so here he was, five minutes before he was to marry the love of his life, nothing separating him from his future except for a brick wall and five minutes.

"This is so weird," Avaric commented bluntly.

"Yeah, you're right," Fiyero agreed distantly. He was too busy being excited to be bothered by his friend's awkward attempts at conversation.

"I mean, Prince Fiyero Tiggular is getting married," Avaric went on, despite Fiyero's obvious attempt to kill the conversation. "By his own freewill too."

"Yes, Avaric," Fiyero muttered, running his fingers through his dark brown hair.

"Like, if I'd told you four years ago that you were going to eventually graduate and get married, you would've punched me in the face for suggesting that you'd defy your dancing through life motto… And ya know, you used to be with a different girl every night, be at a different school every month…"

"I get it, Avaric," Fiyero interrupted him. He didn't want to hear about his scandalacious past five minutes before he got married! But then, he considered, those days were pretty good.

"Like, you're getting married. After this, you're gonna be like… a husband, man. And then you're gonna become king. No more going out to awesome parties every night of the week, no more being free to hook up with random chicks…"

"Yeah, I uh, guess you're right," Fiyero said, suddenly nervous. There's no way he'd have as much freedom to do whatever he wanted after tonight. Elphaba was possessive or anything, but he was pretty sure she wouldn't approve of him staying out late all night, doing who-knows-what. Maybe he wasn't ready to be tied down just yet…

"And after this, you're gonna get sucked into the preparations to become king, and you'll never have any real kind of conversation except for the ones with government officials, and that doesn't even really count, but hey, at least you'll have Elphaba. And then your kids when you have them which, ya know, is gonna need to be pretty soon. Those Vinkuns just have to have an heir to the throne…"

Whoa, whoa, whoa… Kids?

"I need to get out of here," Fiyero stated abruptly. He turned away from his reflection to see a surprised-looking Avaric.

"What?" he asked, oblivious to the nervousness he'd caused for the groom-to-be.

"I can't get married," Fiyero panicked. He quickly pulled off his tuxedo jacket and grabbed the clothes he'd been wearing earlier.

"And where do you plan on going? Practically everyone you know is out there!" Avaric stressed.

"I dunno, I'll lay low for a few days, then return to Shiz for graduation," he said, continuing to go around the room, collecting his belongings and stuffing them into his bag.

"But what about Elphaba?" Avaric interrupted, putting a hand on Fiyero's shoulder and causing him to stop midstride.

"I'll… write her a note or something. I'm sure she'll understand! I just need to buy some time," he replied, pushing past his friend.

"You know that this will crush her right?" Avaric continued to try and make Fiyero see reason.

"She'll get over it."

"Uh, no, she won't. It took her a year before she let you take her out on a date, Fiyero. And if you leave now, you might as well stab her a million and one times in the face!"

"She's a big girl. I'm sure she'll find some way to distract herself," Fiyero argued half-heartedly. He didn't have time for this. The longer he stayed here, the closer he got to total imprisonment.

"Fiyero!" Avaric finally yelled out of frustration. But Fiyero was out the door, running to who-knows-where.

When Fiyero had finished his story, it took all of Elphaba's willpower to not find Avaric, wherever he was in Oz, and beat him to a pulp right then and there. But she had more questions, and she'd waited too long for them to be answered.

"Where did you go?" she finally asked after several moments of agonizing silence for Fiyero.

"I went to the Emerald City for a few days," he answered. "Then I went back to the Vinkus to let my parents know I wasn't dead, and then I went back to Shiz for graduation."

"Oh. So, you were just… nervous?" Elphaba questioned numbly.

"It was more than just nerves, Elphaba," Fiyero rushed to say. "It was like, everything I knew came crashing down, and I realized that my future as a king of the Vinkus wasn't as crystal clear as I thought it was."

"What about at graduation?" she asked.

"That was… Well, that was just me being a jerk," he confessed shamefully.

"Thought so."

"How did you… ya know, find out I had um, left?" Fiyero asked, not really wanting the answer. But he and Elphaba needed to put some pieces together, and now seemed like the perfect time.

They were sitting in a quaint restaurant just outside the City. The place was almost empty, since anyone who was anyone was at the parade. When Fiyero had gone to pick up Elphaba, he could see the expression in her eyes that was almost close to shock. Did she really consider that he'd stand her up? He wouldn't have been surprised. She wasn't dressed up, and this was one occasion when they'd gone out together that Galinda hadn't attack Elphaba with eyelash curlers.

"Oh, that was not a good moment for me," Elphaba sighed in response.

Elphaba looked at herself in the mirror smiling brighter than she'd ever smiled before. She was getting married, and in less than a few minutes! Naturally, she'd had her reservations at first, but Fiyero had finally… convinced her to marry him before graduation… And to marry him at all.

"Oh, Elphie! I can't believe you and Fiyero are finally going to be married today!" Galinda squealed. "It's all just so fantastical-istic, isn't it? Like a fairytale!"

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were the one getting married today, not me," Elphaba tried to state dryly, but failed. She couldn't even pretend to be in a sour mood right now. She couldn't be moody knowing that in an hour, she would be married to Fiyero.

She looked down at her white dress with with of admiring. She'd been very anti-white dress because she was afraid of it clashing with her skin, but Galinda was a miracle worker, and found the perfect dress. It was simple enough; strapless, long, with only a few carefully places layers encircling her waist.

"Oh, don't even try to dampen my mood! This is so-" Galinda begins to go on her rant again, but is interrupted by a knock on the door. "Coming!" she sang.

Elphaba watched in the mirror reflection as Galinda opened the door to a stiff looking Avaric.

"Avaric, what are doing here?" Galinda asked him quickly. "Did Fiyero send you? Just let him know that Elphaba looks absolutely beautiful. He's only got to wait a few more min-"

"Galinda!" Avaric interrupted, his voice shaking. "Can I speak to you out in the hall for a moment?" At his grim tone, Galinda's face became serious, and she nodded.

When she'd closed the door, Elphaba quickly shuffled in her dress towards the door to eavesdrop. However, there was no need for it. She was sure that anyone could hear Galinda's furious screams across the street.

She sighed lightly, assuming it was just a wardrobe or decoration malfunction. Galinda had spent weeks planning this wedding, and, as if the wedding were her own, she insisted on making sure that every little detail was perfect.

"ARE YOU OZ-DAMNED KIDDING ME? WHY THE FU-" Galinda began to screech some more but was promptly cut off by Avaric whispering into her ear. After a few moments of silence, Galinda let out the loudest scream she'd ever produced:

"YOU WHAT?"

Elphaba covered her ears. Whoever screwed up the flower arrangement Galinda's throwing a fit about, she internally snickered and she returned to her reflection, is going to die a painful death.

She heard Galinda scream profanities out of anger that she hadn't even known that Galinda knew existed! Minutes of the screaming passed, with her alternating between pounding on the wall and stomping angrily on the floor. But then the screaming stopped. And it was perfectly silent out in the hallway.

The door opened and Galinda entered, her hair messed up, her makeup smeared, and the heel on her left shoe broken. Elphaba whipped around and and hurried toward her friend.

"Galinda," she exclaimed, "what happened?"

"Elphaba…" Galinda sighed. "It's Fiyero."

"What's wrong?" Elphaba asked, her heart skipping several beats. "What's wrong? Is he hurt? Galinda, answer me!"

"He's um," she hesitated, "he's… Avaric just told me that…"

"For Oz sakes, Galinda, spit it out!" Elphaba yelled, putting her hands on the blonde's shoulders.

"He's gone!" she sobbed, burying her face into her hands.

"What? What do you mean he's gone?" Elphaba asked.

"Avaric said that all of a sudden, Fiyero just collected his stuff and ran out of the building!" Galinda cried out, her makeup running down her face. Elphaba looked at her blankly.

"Oh."

"I'm so sorry, Elphie! I don't know why he would do that he just- What are you doing?" she asked as she saw Elphaba taking her hair down from its elaborate style atop her head.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" she asked, her voice surprisingly emotionless. "I'm getting my hair out of this stupid bun."

"Elphie, I-"

"Would you help me get out of this ridiculous dress? I swear, if it were any tighter, I'd suffocate."

"Are you alri-"

"I'll be absolutely fine once I get out of this dress. Now would you please help me?" Elphaba asked again, trying without success to unzip the zipper on the back of her dress. Galinda slowly began to help her friend out of the dress, preparing for her to break down at any moment.

When Elphaba was back in her normal clothes, she turned to Galinda with a raised eyebrow.

"You okay?" she asked casually. Galina choked on a sob.

"Elphie, I know you're shocked but-"

"In case you haven't noticed, Galinda, you're the one crying here. Not me," Elphaba pointed out coldly. Galinda immediately stiffened with a frown.

"Fine," she said, head raised in defiance. "I'll just leave you be then. Have fun being a lonely, emotionless witch." When Galinda had stomped out of the room, Elphaba turned back to the mirror, braiding her long hair back into its simple braid.

Behind her, the vase holding a bouquet roses, shattered brilliantly. The flowers, now spread out across the room, wilted and cracked. Elphaba looked down with a bitter eye at her tangled hair to see that her knuckles were almost completely white.

He left.

The mirror in front of her cracked all around the edges, and as she sank to the ground, Elphaba let out a sob.


OH NO HE DI-INT! Haha, so umm, just an FYI, I AM IN FACT posting a third chapter, probably more, I dunno. And I think I'll include graduation but I'm not sure.

OH AND SORRY IT'S TAKEN ME SO LONG TO UPDATE BUT YOU KNOW HOW IT IS: I GOT BORED. =P

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