Wow, I was NOT expecting all of those wonderful reviews! Thank you for being so supportive. So here's... well, Part 2? Chapter 2? Whatever you wanna call it, it's here.
Elphaba sat across from Fiyero, taking a bite of her salad. "Yero, Glinda literally watched a season or two of Gilmore Girls in the time that I was gone. That's so unlike her!"
Fiyero shrugged, "people do funny things when their heartbroken."
"Still, I just feel terrible!"
"Elphaba, it's no big deal. Now, just eat your salad, ok? And let's get back to a romantic date!" Fiyero said, leaning in towards Elphaba.
Glinda, who had seen 4 and a half seasons of Gilmore Girls within the six days that had gone past, finally decided to turn off the television. She reluctantly got out of bed, and amazingly the blonde had remained forever tiny, despite all of the junk food and coffee she consumed. She changed out of her nightgown, and into some more functioning clothes- jeans and a warm yet stylish sweater. But then she remembered that she had to take a shower, so she changed out of her jeans and hopped into the shower.
Her hair dried easily using the blow dryer, and the curling iron was hardly needed. Glinda's hair was perfect. She put on the clothes, brushed her teeth, threw on some makeup, and was ready to leave the apartment.
She hurried down the stairs, noticing that it was pretty dark out. There was either a storm, or the sun had set at only 5 o'clock when it was supposed to set at 6. Strange. She pulled out her cell phone and called her limo driver.
"Excuse me, could you come by my apartment?"
"No problem, Miss Glinda," the limo driver replied. Glinda hung up, and waited uncomfortably inside the building.
Five minutes passed. Ten. Eleven… soon, Glinda stopped counting. Twenty minutes passed, when Glinda called her driver.
"Where are you?"
"The roads are too dangerous, ma'am. The storm has already made fifteen cars get in accidents, and your mother even called and told me not to take you anywhere. I'm sorry, ma'am."
"That… I need to get out! I've been surviving on junk food for the past six days and I really really need some filet mignon! If someone were to bring me some, though, I couldn't say no…"
"Miss Glinda, I'll have it in an hour."
"Thank you, Michael! See you then."
She hung up, and headed back up to her room.
"We're stuck here?" Fiyero said, with disbelief. "It was sunny when we came here! There were no clouds in the sky! I refuse to believe that a storm came in in the two hours that we've been eating!" Fiyero stood up.
"Yero, it's not a big deal! We'll just wait until the storm passes!" Elphaba said, a bit worried for the sake of the waiter.
"Mister Tiggular, we'll provide complimentary coffee and soup," the waiter said, a bit frettedly.
"Lurline, what is with these storms lately? People say they're no big deal, but it's also as if they want to be noticed! They mean something, damnit!" Fiyero left the table, leaving Elphaba alone with the waiter.
"Forgive him, he's just…"
"It's not a problem, would you like some coffee?"
"Oh um, yes," Elphaba took the chance for a cup of coffee willingly. She pulled out her phone, and sent a text to Glinda.
You okay? There's a bit of a storm so I'm stuck at the restaurant. I'll be back in a few hours, hopefully.
It took a moment, before Elphaba received a response.
Ya Im fine but I did ask my limousine driver to bring me filet mignon awhile ago and he hasnt came back so im a bit scared for him. See ya later! Xoxo
Elphaba smiled at the response to the text message, before realizing that the coffee was right in front of her. Fast service. She took a sip of the coffee, before seeing Fiyero talking to the manager.
"Sir, if you could just let-"
"I'm sorry, but no one is leaving the restaurant until the storm is over!"
"Sir, if I-"
"No, Mr. Tiggular!"
"Do you want to speak to my father?"
"Mr. Tiggular, I can talk to your father all I want and even he will agree that no one is safe to leave!"
"Fiyero, sit down!" Elphaba said, trying to break up the two men. "It's no big deal, just have some coffee!" Fiyero sat down, but he still looked so tense- his fists clenched together. He reluctantly took a sip of his coffee.
"This is outrageous…" he mumbled.
If only I could agree with you...
I promise all of the storm stuff will make since, but you'll have to wait and see why!