Fellow Ozians - :D lol sorry
WOw it was so nice that people reviewed the first chapter, i really wasnt expecting that, so special thanks to capriblue, Elphaba1Fan and PositutitvelyEmeraldacious, your lovely commments inspired me to write more :)
Oh and i changed then name because (oh ignorant i) just realised that like a third of the fics here are called some variation fo just for this moment.. not sure if i like the new one but very happy to welcome any suggestions
And finally (sorry) i do not own wicked :)
The afternoon passed swift and a cool chill was on the air by the time the trio left the shop, weighed down with many purchases. The sun had almost set and the light was slipping away as night set in. Elphaba loved this time of day, when shadows and darkness crept over faces and people, distorting and mystifying everything. Sometimes, if she unfocused her eyes and pushed her imagination, she could hold her hands out before and fool herself that they were no longer green, the magic spell of twilight granting her eternal wish, for just one moment..
Next to her, Elphaba could see Galinda shiver a little, wrapping her thin jacket closer around her. She was not cold, not really, but something on the early evening air, something unknown made her feel uneasy. Noticing Elphaba placing a hand on her arm, Galinda glanced up at her taller and brushed aside her discomfort, smiling prettily. She was so very good at being happy.
"Next time we must find something for you Elphie, I simply can't believe you didn't like anything in there!" Fiyero muffled a snort, and Galinda feigned horror, slapping his shoulder lightly, but all three were in on the joke โ it was a rare occasion indeed that Elphaba would find something she liked in any of the shops that Galinda chose.
Continuing down the path, the approached the post office, and Fiyero made his excuses and slipped inside, checking upon his required correspondence as a Vinkus Prince. As they waited, Galinda and Elphaba wandered over to a nearby bench, chatting and laughing gently. Their conversation slowly lapsed into silence, as both girls were exhausted and content sitting quietly, watching the sun dip further and further behind the horizon, lost in their own thoughts.
Elphaba wondered briefly why Fiyero was taking so long, but remembered that he had many letters from ambassadors and such to address and made an enormous effort to remain on good relations with those who would one day look to him as their leader. She allowed her eyes to fall shut, relaxing, enjoying the serenity of the city. Off campus, with her two best friends, life seemed perfect. Feeling a gently pressure against her shoulder, she slid open one eye to see that Galinda has fallen soundly asleep, with Elphaba's shoulder as the next-best-thing to a pillow. Smiling at the sight of her friend, who would be horrified to think that she was asleep, in public, she moved slightly to a more comfortable position before lapsing back into her dreamy state, confident that Fiyero would wake them on his return.
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As she dreamt, she drifted, floating from thought to emotion, colour to music. And as she flitted through her mind, one face came before her, his eyes smiling, hair tossed in the breeze, grin perfect and warm. She smiled back instinctively, even in her sleep, before realising that she was dreaming, and about Fiyero, and that was not right, she didn't even think of him in that way, she couldn't...ever...
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Her thoughts brought her unwillingly back to consciousness, as her eyelids fluttered open, squinting in the streetlamp's gentle glow. Stretching her arms and rolling her shoulders back, she suddenly remembered what she had been dreaming about and why she had woken, snapping her swift out of any last vestiges of slumber. Brow furrowing, she considered carefully the ways in which she felt about Fiyero, as a good leader, as an entertainer, as someone who was always there, as a great friend, and then she realised that maybe she actually felt something more for the Vinkus prince. Blushing slightly, Elphaba realised that she had the smallest of crushes on her best friends ex, and her own friend. Furious with herself, she shoved any other thoughts she may have about Fiyero far away, he was her friends, her good friend and things needed to stay that way.
And anyway, it was a silly idea, as Fiyero could never have ever thought of her in that way, in the slightest, that was totally and absolutely impossible. Completely.
Glad to have ordered any misplaced feelings, Elphaba suddenly noticed something was not right, and then remembered that her shoulder had been previously occupied for Galinda. But she was gone.
Turning around, looking quickly as far as she could see, Elphaba peered into the darkness, calling her name, softly at first, but then louder and more urgently. No reply.
Scared, Elphaba stood up swiftly, almost tripping over her own feet to fetch Fiyero from the post office to โof course. Galinda must have woken up, left her asleep and joined Fiyero inside.
Breathing a small sigh of relief, she sank back down onto the bench, slight amused and embarrassed by her own paranoia. Calmed, she noticed a folded note on the bench beside her, Galinda must have written so that she would not be confused when she woke up alone. How kind.
Uninterested in going inside the post office and much happier outdoors in the night, Elphaba resolved to remain waiting, darkness truly engulfed all by now, and the smatterings of lampposts through the darkness shone like fireflies in the night. Elphaba was in her element, the scent of the fresh evening and the feel of the chilling breeze made her feel alive and special, alone but joined to much more.
Her darkness was disturbed by the sudden light from across the road as Fiyero swung open the door of the shop and crossed quickly over to where Elphaba sat.
'Hey, sorry I took so long, politics and such,' he pulled a face, 'wait โ where's Galinda?'
The weight that had been lifted from Elphaba's shoulders came crashing back down as her eyes widened in confusion and horror.
'B-but she wasn't here, and she was, I though she came inside, cause you-'
She began to look around frantically again, leaping up and taking a few steps in every direction, flustered and upset.
'Wait, what? Galinda never came inside the whole time...' His voice was serious now, and the gravity of their situation had well and truly hit home as Elphaba's eyes fell to the note which she had seen earlier beside her.
Hand quivering, she lifted in carefully and it fell open. Her sharp eyes narrowed, scanning the page rapidly and then opened wide in shock. Her legs began to shake and would have given way had Fiyero not quickly steered her back to the bench.
His hand reached for the note, but she was clutching it too tightly, holding on as if her life depended on it, her entire frame shaking. He diverted his hand to her back, rubbing gently and soothing with words, 'Don't worry Elphaba, it'll all be okay.'
She stiffened and jerked out of his reach, opening her mouth with the intention of speaking, but finding her lips too dry to make a sound. Inhaling deeply she steeled herself and spoke.,
'She's gone Fiyero, someone's taken her...'
Yep
Im sorry, another cliffhanger... i will try to avoid that... :)
this is the first time i have really written a story so if you didnt like a part or have suggestions as to how it could be written better i would absolutley love to hear your ideas :)
and lol at elphaba's denial..
