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A week had passed and still no signs of being pregnant.
''Maybe it doesn't make us pregnant. Maybe a stork comes along with a bundle in its beak.'' Glinda wondered. The green witch raised a quizzical eyebrow at the blonde.
''You're serious aren't you?'' The blonde smacked her arm playfully.
''I'm just saying, maybe it's not like how we imagine it to be.''
''Maybe we just need to keep trying Glinda.'' Elphaba flicked the page of her book.
''But I felt something that night Elphie.'' She looked down at her hands and fiddled awkwardly with them.
''Did you?''
''Huh?'' She asked looking up from her book.
''I said did you feel anything that night?''
''Like what?''
''I had a feeling after we made love that something magical happened.''
''What like an orgasm?'' Elphaba asked seriously.
''Elphaba I'm serious.''
''I'm trying to be but I don't know what you're getting at.'' She set her book aside and listened to her lover carefully.
''Never mind, maybe I was just hoping I felt something.'' Elphaba could tell Glinda was disappointed nothing had happened yet, she knew she didn't mind waiting for it, it was the fact there was no sign of there being any chance for them.
''Give it time Glin, it takes time to make a baby and we don't exactly have a penis to help us quicken the process do we?'' Glinda gasped.
''Elphaba!''
''What?'' Elphaba laughed. Glinda shook her heads at her and rolled her eyes before getting up on her feet.
''I'm a little hungry do you want anything?'' Glinda asked down at her.
''Mmm I would love some of your mashed potato right now.''
''Just mashed potato?''
''Yeah with a nice hot cup of cocoa. Here I'll help you.'' Elphaba got to her feet and the two made their way over to the next room.
''Can I help you make it?'' Glinda turned to face her with an amused look on her face.
''You want to help me cook? You never cook.''
''Well, when we have our baby together I'll need to start doing a lot around here won't I?'' Elphaba wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her in so she leant against her body.
''But we really don't need the house on fire.'' Glinda smiled and was poked in the side for the remark.
''Hey.'' She squealed.
''Can I help or not?'' The green woman smiled back down at her.
''Yes you may.'' Glinda placed a quick peck on her lips and untangled herself from her grip making her way to the cupboards.
''I'll wash the potatoes and then you can peel them ok?''
''Sounds good to me.'' Elphaba leant against the counter and watched as Glinda washed the potatoes.
''Have you always wanted to be a mother?'' Elphaba asked her. For she had never really pondered on the idea before. Glinda smiled to herself as she washed the potatoes.
''Yes.''
''Really?''
''When I was a little girl I used to have this doll. She had straw coloured hair and I used to take her everywhere with me.'' Elphaba smiled too, simply because Glinda was enjoying telling the story.
''I used to pretend she was my baby. I wanted to be just like my momsie and if I had little Kristi with me I could pretend I was just like her, like she was with me.'' Glinda smiled at Elphaba who was listening closely.
''Did you not think that way when you were little?''
''Not really. Maybe it was because mother died when I was little. As soon as Nessa came she got the attention. I wasn't the baby anymore.''
''But still surely, you thought of it before now.''
''To be honest I haven't. I found it difficult at times to look after Nessa, I was constantly playing the role of mother when it was just the two of us. She relied on me and I know it sounds awful but I never used to enjoy it because I was never good at it.'' Glinda walked over with a bowl of potatoes ready for her to start cutting.
''Elphaba you were the only person in Nessa's live that took true care of her.'' Elphaba snorted under her breath.
''It's true. You were great at looking after her and Nessa respected you for it.''
''Oh please she had everything but respect for me.''
''You'd be a great mother Elphaba.'' Glinda concluded.
''I doubt that very much.''
''Elphaba stop having such doubt in yourself, you have more experience than me. I looked after a doll for Oz sake.'' The pair laughed at this and Elphaba relaxed once the conversation had ended.
They ate their peculiar meal of just mashed potato together and ended it with as Elphaba had hoped for a hot cup of cocoa. They cuddled up to one another on the seat in their living room and sipped it in between talking. Now the conversation had gone onto something other than parenting Elphaba talked for hours. They sat there until night settled in and the sun had tucked itself away.
''Shall we head to bed?'' Elphaba asked her as she stroked her back.
''Does that mean we have to move?''
''Unfortunately yes.'' Glinda groaned.
''Come on, we'll be more comfortable in our bed.'' Elphaba tapped Glinda's behind to get her moving.
''Can we have a night off tonight?'' Glinda referred to trying to make a baby.
''Oh sorry for not appealing to you tonight.'' Elphaba joked.
''You know what I mean. I'm too tired for some reason tonight.''
''I didn't take offence. A good night's sleep will do us both good.'' Elphaba scooped Glinda up in her arms. Glinda who was too tired to even squeal in surprise just buried her face in the nook of her neck and allowed her to carry her to the bedroom. Elphaba loved the way her body fitted so perfectly against her own and how quickly they would melt into one another. She kissed the top of her head and gently placed her down on the bed. Glinda closed her eyes straight away and Elphaba was left to remove her shoes and place her under the covers. Finding enough room for herself on the bed she gave Glinda a kiss goodnight and smiled to herself by the fact Glinda had already fallen asleep. She loved everything about her down to the smallest thing like that. She just wished she could give her the same happiness she got from her.
