A.N: Well I guess Fiyeraba isn't as popular as I first thought lol. I was taken aback at how much Gelphie there is out there actually. Not that I'm against that, you can't beat a bit of Gelphie lol. Still, this chapter is for those two very special people who took the time to review. You rawk.
Disclaimer: See chapter one.
Charmingly Yours
Chapter Two
Elphaba,
I thought you weren't going to grace us with your presence at the dance last night? I must say you looked rather...interesting. What made you change your mind? I thought you'd rather spend your nights studying in peace rather than mingle with us mere mortals?
It was my princely good looks and charm, wasn't it? Admit it, you just couldn't resist.
Although I must admit, I was surprised you actually had the guts to go out there. But you are a fiery girl underneath all that green skin aren't you? Rawr. Do you really care what other people think about you? I think you do, deep down.
I asked the lovely miss Galinda out on a date tonight, so I believe another thank you is in order. She's a pretty little thing, don't you think? Blonde and brainlessly feminine, just my type. So don't fret your little green head, I won't be chasing you anytime soon. Or your sister, I saw how protective you are of her and I value my life far too much.
I suppose I'll see you in class. Assignment? What assignment? You're joking, surely. I've told you my fabulous philosophy, you should stop studying strife, it won't get you anything but stress and heartache.
Helpfully yours,
Fiyero
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Fiyero,
I honestly cannot believe I am playing along with your silly game of writing these ridiculous letters. If I get anything below an A on my next assignment, you should know it's entirely your fault for distracting me when I should be working. I daresay it'll be harmful for your grade too, not that you'd mind.
The reason I attended the dance is none of your business, but it certainly was not because I was unable to resist your so called 'princely charm'. You have all the charm of a teaspoon, if I must be so frank. Really, I'm surprised you don't topple over as a result of that enormous ego of yours.
You have no right to assume you know me enough to make presumptions of that kind, no matter how true they may be. For your information, I don't give a damn what other people think of me, especially you, do you understand? And you can tell miss Galinda that tonight, despite all her efforts. I am grateful, immensely so, but I can't change the colour of my skin with a bit of lipstick and a fancy dress.
How dare you think I would ever be concerned about you approaching me? You certainly think very highly of yourself. Don't fret your handsome, brainless head, you're not my type either. I'm sure miss Galinda will make the perfect date, if empty-headed, yet kindhearted I must admit, blondes are your thing. After all, it's not about aptitude, it's the way you're viewed, but you would know all about that of course.
Grudgingly yours,
Elphaba
