Disclaimer: Still don't own.

Maleficent: Of course Frex is still a jerk. It would take a miracle for Frex to stop being a jerk. And I know Elphaba will be happy with her parents! (It's the grandparents I'm worried about.)

Nia: Evil! Evil! Evil! I think twenty more evils will be sufficient. But don't worry. Frex won't run into Elphie . . . For a little while. Cue evil laughter.

Thedoctor: Thank you for the compliments! Actually, truth be told, I'm an English teacher's daughter. So that's why my grammar is so good.

"Help."

Rose looked over from her daughter for a minute. "With what?"

"This!" Lirr motioned to the papers in front of him exasperated. "Now that we have the official certificate, I want my mom to know about Elphaba."

"So what's the problem?" Rose asked.

"I don't know what to tell her! I can't exactly write 'Dear Mom, I know this is sudden, but you're a grandmother. Love, Lirr.' Do you know how much of a heart attack that would give her?" Lirr said.

"Well, why not just invite her over for lunch, like I did with my parents?" Rose suggested. "It could even be next Tuesday. That's when my parents are coming over."

"Oh, yes, one Lurlinist and two Unionists in the same room. What could possibly go wrong?" Lirr pointed out.

Rose sighed. Though their parents tried their best to be civil with one another and all three had given their blessing, the two opposing religions was still a factor that, for some reason, could not be ignored. Come to think of it, what was she going to do about Elphaba's religion? Her parents would be insistent she be baptized a Unionist right away, while Lirr's mother would want to drag the poor girl to every single child activity the Lurlinists had to offer. Maybe I should just ask that she be left alone. she thought a moment. No, wait. Asking her grandparents not to get her involved in a religion would be like asking us to move to the Vinkus overnight.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Could you go get that, Rose?" Lirr said. "I'm trying to figure out how to say she's a grandmother without saying she's a grandmother."

Rose shook her head before standing up to answer the door.

"Wait, you have Elphaba, don't you?" Lirr walked past her swiftly. "I'll get it." The door swung open. "Mom?"

"Lirr! My goodness, you're getting thin. Is Rose feeding you enough? I know I should trust her, but those Unionists always insist on not ge-"

"Mrs. Dillamond!" Rose jumped in quickly. "What a surprise! We were just about to write you!"

"Rose, please. You can call me Samaria. I am your mother-in-law." she said, coming inside. Then she gasped. "Oh, this is my little emerald, isn't it?"

"Uhh . . ." Rose said.

"My granddaughter." Samaria corrected. "Shen told me everything. Aw, isn't she just the most precious little thing! Lirr, it does no good for a Goat to look sheepish, it only confuses everybody even more."

"Yes, mother." he muttered.

"So, what's her name?"

"Elphaba." Lirr said.

Her face fell slightly. "After Aelphaba." she said.

"Yes." he confirmed.

"The Unionist saint?"

"Yes." Rose said.

Her face fell even more. "Well, that won't do at all. How is she supposed to be a proper follower of Lurline with a Unionist name?"

And here we go . . . Rose thought.

"Mother, she's barely two weeks old. Can we please not talk about religion?" he said.

"It's never too soon to talk about religion! If those Unionist heathens . . . No offence, Rose . . . Can baptize their babies the moment they exit the womb, well, followers of Lurline can talk about our true religion at the exact same moment!" Samaria replied. "Besides, Lirr, in our religion, the child is automatically born into the fold if their father was a member."

The couple looked at each other with an Well, we're cornered expression written all over their faces. "Uh, well, we'll think about it." Rose said.

"There we go!" Samaria said. "Besides, the fact that she's here in the first place only proves she was meant to be a Lurlinist. After all, it's a miracle you two are even pare-"

"Mom!" Lirr cut her off.

"Ah, well, that doesn't matter. I also thought she'd need a proper introduction, so your aunts and I organized a little baby shower. You two aren't busy on Tuesday, are you?"

Lirr looked at Rose.

"Actually, we had invited my parents for lunch that day-" Rose started.

"Good thing I already sent them that invitation, then." Samaria said.

"Invitation?" Looks like I'll have some explaining to do. Rose thought.

"Yes, of course. Even a Unionist wouldn't want to miss their daughter's baby shower!" Samaria laughed.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Sweetheart! Do you think you can explain why we got a baby shower invite?"

This can only end so well . . .