Deangelo returns! I think that he might end up being my favorite OC I've ever tried to write! (: think Rupert Grint, Especially DH part 1, cause I think he looked really cute in that one… you know, before he was all sweaty and bloody. (BTW, WHO IS EXCITED ABOUT PART 2? I'm excited and sad at the same time…)
Ally's actually not in this much… I kinda suck at writing twins…
I'm not completely happy with this, but its not bad…. Maybe its just because I was quite fond of the last chapter. (:
Disclaimer- I don't own Wicked… but I partly own Serahina, and Allitash (See chapter 1 AN), and Deangelo is all MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE! MWAHAHAHAHA! *cough cough cough*
Elphaba and Fiyero were cuddled on the couch, waiting for one of their twin daughters, Seraphina, to get home from a date with her boyfriend of two weeks, Deangelo Pheonix. Fiyero was quite anxious to see his little girl get home safe, and away from that boy.
The other twin, Allitash was already in bed, or she said she was going to bed, but was probably waiting up for her sister to interrogate her.
Fiyero was bouncing his knee nervously, and looking at the clock every five seconds, while Elphaba rested her head on his shoulder, trying to focus on the book in her lap, but the Fiyero was doing a wonderful job at distracting her. She slapped a hand on his twitching knee, "Yero. Please stop fiddling. She'll be home soon, there is still over half-an-hour until curfew."
The prince sighed, "I know… its just-"
Suddenly, the front door opened, was slammed shut, and in a flurry of black hair and blue dress, Sera ran up the stairs. Fiyero turned back to his wife, "I knew that boy was no good!" he exclaimed as he got up to check on her, with Elphaba hot on his heels.
They reached the door of the girls' bedroom, and opened it quietly, to see Seraphina leaning on Ally's shoulder, crying softly. Elphaba immediately dashed to her side, and placed a gentle green hand on the young woman's shoulder. "Sera, Honey, its ok…" she tried to comfort the girl. Fiyero was standing in the doorway, thinking of all the ways he could kill this boy for making his baby cry.
When Sera's sobs became quiet sniffs, and hiccups, the former Western Witch made the young girl look at her, "Now, Sweetie, what happened?" she asked, wiping a stray tear from her eye with a verdant thumb. Fiyero joined them on the bed, and gently rubbed his daughter's back.
She sniffed once more, "Well, we were at dinner, and everything was going great… until the waitress comes up, and starts flirting with him. And he like, flirted back! I ignored it for a while. I mean, he's a guy. They're like that. But, right before we paid, she slipped her number in our check, and kissed him on the cheek! And he looked like he enjoyed it! Then he took the paper with her number on it, and put it in his pocket, like he was going to keep it, and… use it…" she trailed off, another few stray tears escaping her blue eyes.
Both Tiggular parents, as well as Allitash, wanted to go find this guy and promptly kill him. "Why, I, oughta…" The Winkie said, whilst pounding a fist into his other hand.
Elphaba spoke next, "Sera… there are going to be so many boys, that you think are 'the one', and there will be times when you don't think your heart can be broken one more time, but, just when you don't think it will get any worse, the right one will come along, and all of those other broken hearts won't matter. Because they led you to him. If you didn't get your heart broken, then there would be no reason for him to come, because you won't need to be saved. And guys just love to save girls," Ally giggled, and Seraphina let out the smallest chuckle. "but, for now, you have me, your dad, and Ally to help you through it, okay?" she smiled gently at her daughter.
"Okay. But, Mama, you said that you never had a boyfriend before dad, how do you know?"
Elphaba sighed, "Well, I may not have had broken hearts over boys, but I had them over other things. We told you the story, and I didn't think things could get any worse, and then your father showed up. He saved me." Sera nodded, feeling a little better.
Ally spoke up now, "Do you want me to tell the whole school that he has head-lice?" she asked, and the other Tiggulars laughed.
Sera hugged her sister, "Its OK, Alls, I'll be fine."
Fiyero was about to protest, considering he had almost finalized his plan of murdering the boy, without being arrested, when there was a sudden ping on the window. They all turned to said window, and when they looked out, there was a teenaged boy, of approximately sixteen, throwing pebbles at the window. The boy was tall, had shaggy, reddish-brown hair, and sea-green eyes. Sera sighed and opened the window. "Deangelo, what do you want?" she asked him coldly. The others stayed towards the back of the room, hidden from Deangelo's view, but still within earshot.
"Your forgiveness." The young man said. Fiyero made a slight gagging sound, and his wife slapped his arm, considering he had once said the same thing to her.
"Well, you're not getting it that easily." Seraphina stated.
The boy sighed, "I know. And I'm sorry that I made you so upset. I wasn't going to call her or anything, I was just-"
"Flirting shamelessly with another girl while on a date with one that might turn you into a newt?" Sera asked in a tone that was all her mother's.
"I wasn't flirting, I wa-"
"That's what it looked like to me."
"Do you ever let anyone else talk?"
"Sorry…"
"Let me just say that I would never go for a girl who acts like that. But, I didn't want to be rude."
"You could have at least told her 'no'." the young witch argued.
Deangelo sighed once more, "I know… Ser', I'm sorry, okay. I know that's probably not enough, but I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you, I care about you to much." He turned to leave with his head down, when Seraphina called out to him.
"Wait!" he turned around, but didn't see her. She then appeared in front of him, and he jumped. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, but I figured it would be faster than the stairs, or climbing down the tree on the side of the house. Plus, my mom just taught me that spell and I've been dying to use it." She explained.
"I see…"
"Dean, I'll give you another chance. I mean, you went to so much trouble just to apologize and it was a very nice apology, so… you're forgiven." Deangelo let a grin creep across his face.
"Thank you, Sera. I promise, if another waitress starts hitting on me, I'll… umm…" he trailed off, not knowing what to say, and Seraphina laughed, then leaned up and kissed him.
Deangelo wrapped his arms around her waist, and Sera's went around his neck, "Hey, hey, hey! Hands, boy!" Fiyero yelled from the window. The teenagers pulled away and blushed, having momentarily forgotten that they were being watched.
"Won't happen again, Mr. Tiggular, sir." The boy stuttered, jumping away from his girlfriend.
Fiyero gave a curt nod, and a glare. Sera sent a pointed look towards her father, as did Elphaba from inside the room. Seraphina turned back to Deangelo, "Goodnight, Dean."
"Goodnight, Ser'." He gave her a kiss on the cheek and left.
The love struck teenager went back into the house, up the stairs, and back into her room with a goofy grin on her face. When she reached the bedroom, her mother simply smiled and gave her a kiss on the forehead, as well as her sister, "Goodnight, Sweethearts." She said.
Fiyero did the same, and when he reached Sera, he said, "Now, remember, a boy's mind is simply a figure-8 with a gutter in the middle. Everything leads back to the gutter. And-woah!" he was dragged out of the room by his wife before he could finish his speech.
Later that night, when they laid in bed, and were preparing for sleep, Fiyero turned to the green witch, "Fae… aren't you worried?"
She removed her glasses, "About what?"
"That boy." He spat the word 'boy' as if it were the vilest curse ever invented.
Elphaba rolled her coffee colored eyes, "Fiyero, they have to grow up. And yes, I'm worried about her getting hurt, but I think he is a very nice boy, and I trust her judgment."
"So do I. its just… they're my little girls-"
"Hey, they're my babies too. Trust me, you don't forget twelve hours of labor. But… Yero, you have to relax a little bit, OK?"
the prince sighed. He knew that this kid made his little girl happy, and that's what he wanted. "Alright, I'll be nice."
"Thank you." She gave him a kiss, and he pulled her to him. She sighed, and then smirked as she thought of something, "Oh, I just remembered, Ally has a date next weekend. What was his name…."
Fiyero groaned.
