(A/N: HULO! thanku for reviewing or favoriting or alerting if you did. I got 8 reviews for that last chapter! Wow! (it may not be alot to you, but it is to me) I'm sorry to say, but this chapter is a bit short, but I didn't want to plunge into the next part because then it'd be way to long and scrambled. Hopefully I'll get another update to you guys soon. If you review...jk jk, but reviews are always nice! :)
Elphaba and Fiyero sat together on the plane uneasily. Fiyero could only dream of other places he could be, other people he could be sitting by. Elphaba looked away from Fiyero, examining the arm of the chair. Fiyero sighed heavily, trying to get her to say something because he was bored. She ignored him, so Fiyero sighed louder. She still ignored him.
"I just sighed." Fiyero sighed.
"So?" said Elphaba.
"And you ignored me." said Fiyero, "So then I sighed louder and you ignored me."
"Well what do you want Fiyero?" Elphaba snapped, "I don't have time to interpret what every sigh means or whatever volume indicates what."
"Well sorry." said Fiyero sarcastically.
"You know, I could really do without the sarcasm." Elphaba sighed.
"Yeah, coming from the queen of sarcasm herself." Fiyero muttered.
"Haha, you're so funny." Elphaba muttered sarcastically.
"You know, I could really do without the sarcasm." Fiyero mimicked her.
"You know what would be really lovely? You shutting up, that's what." Elphaba snapped.
"Well who knew such a word like 'lovely' was in your vocabulary? You know, I don't think you should use lovely and shut up in the same sentence, they just don't click together, you know, like say you and I. We don't click together. Hey, here's an idea, you can be the 'shut up' in our relationship and I can be the 'lovely', how does that sound?" asked Fiyero irritably, though he thought himself very clever at the moment.
"Well who knew the word vocabulary was in your vocabulary?" Elphaba snapped, "And you can stop trying to sound clever because I used lovely and shut up in two separate sentences."
"Well usually when one starts a new sentence, they pause in between." Fiyero muttered, not feeling very clever anymore.
"I did leave a pause, a very definite pause in between the two sentences." said Elphaba.
"Well leave longer pauses!" Fiyero said.
"What are you, the sentence differentiate police?" asked Elphaba.
"As a matter of fact I am." Fiyero said, crossing his arms, looking much alike a four year old who didn't get his way. Elphaba had to laugh at that. Fiyero rolled his eyes irritably, "Ok you know what, if you're just going to laugh at me, I'm not going to talk to you the rest of this flight."
"Oh, are you giving me the silent treatment?" asked Elphaba, laughing, "Isn't that what the girl usually does?"
"Well someone has to be the girl in this relationship." Fiyero mumbled. Elphaba laughed harder.
"You just gave me ultimate power in this relationship." she laughed.
"Oh shut up." Fiyero snapped, "Let's look at this giant question book shit." he pulled the giant book out of his bag and started rifling through the pages. He finally stopped on a page, "Oh, here's a good one, do you have any scars?"
"Skip." Elphaba said.
"There's no skips." said Fiyero.
"Now there are." said Elphaba.
"You're going to have to tell me Elphaba." said Fiyero.
"We're skipping that question." said Elphaba, looking away from him. She took the book from Fiyero and rifled through the pages herself, "Ok...do we stay at your place or mine?"
"Mine." said Fiyero.
"No, we stay at mine." said Elphaba.
"But I'm the man, we stay at my place." said Fiyero.
"Weren't you just saying that someone had to be the girl in this relationship?" asked Elphaba, "Remember? I have ultimate power in this relationship."
"I changed my mind." Fiyero said, "You can be the girl again."
"Oh, were you sick of wearing skirts and heels?" Elphaba smirked, "They weren't very flattering on you dear. Although the lipstick did wonders."
"Haha." Fiyero muttered.
"Weren't you just saying how you hated sarcasm?" Elphaba raised an eyebrow.
"Aren't we reflective today." Fiyero grumbled, "Why don't you just ask me another question."
"Fine." Elphaba pursed her lips and looked back at the book, "Are you a good dancer?"
"I'm a wonderful dancer." said Fiyero cockily, "Are you a good dancer?"
"I don't dance." Elphaba said.
"Fair enough." Fiyero shrugged and looked over her shoulder at the book, "What is your happiest childhood memory?"
"I don't have any." said Elphaba coldly.
"Not one?" asked Fiyero.
"No." Elphaba said, her tone flat and unfeeling. Fiyero suddenly became very concerned when he noticed her eyes began to get glassy with moisture.
"Elphaba, are you alright?" asked Fiyero softly, all bitterness gone from his voice.
"Fine." Elphaba said, quickly wiping at her eyes. Fiyero sighed, but didn't push any further.
