Elphaba and Fiyero's daughters were eight years old, and the family was sitting in a small diner. "Mama?" the outspoken one, Allitash asked, "can we get milkshakes?"
Elphaba had had a feeling that they wouldn't get out of the restaurant without the girls wanting desert. And, since they both had her husband wrapped around there little fingers, it was obvious that their would be milkshakes at the table soon, "may you have a milkshake, what?"
"Pleaaaaassssse"
Elphaba couldn't help but chuckle at the girl's dramatics. "Yes, mama, please!" Seraphina, the quieter of the two said.
"Well… I don't kno-"
"Of course you can, my princesses!" Fiyero interrupted his wife. Which he would regret that night.
A few minutes later, four milkshakes arrived at the booth that the Tiggulars occupied. "Daddy?" Seraphina asked, "can you take the cherry out?"
"Sure, Honey" Fiyero took the cup, and began to fish around with the straw. Elphaba rolled her eyes.
"Yero, let me show you something." She snatched the cup from her husband, took the straw, and poked the cherry to the bottom. "Tada." She said dryly, and gave Sera her drink back, which she accepted gladly, non the wiser that the cherry was still present.
"Oh… that's a good idea…"
ok, that was short… but it was based of a true story. Apparently my parents did this to me andmy sisterall the time…..