Psycho Therapy
Chapter 7
Introducing
A little Elphaba
AN: Hello everyone! New chapter! Yeah! A rare occurrence indeed! Lol. Thank you all for the wonderful reviews for the last chapter. Yeah, Fiyero has some rotten timing indeed. Huge shout outs go to:
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Fiyero spent the rest of the evening, avoiding everyone, or more importantly, Elphaba and her wrath. Fear gripped his heart as images, violent images kept dancing around his mind to the horrors which awaited him.
He shivered, remembering the moment he had stepped into the office of Doctor Daniel's, and seeing Siefer laying on top of Elphaba, her legs wrapped tight around his torso.
Though, if he were to be completely honest with himself, it wasn't so much seeing Elphaba naked, which bothered him. In truth, he actually quite enjoyed it.
A goofy smile, tugged at the edges of his lips, remembering the smooth plain of soft, emerald skin, glowing in the light, her soft, yet exotic curves that would drive any man crazy, the full roundness of her breasts, the tautness of her stomach, her legs…
"Hey Princey!" shouted a voice.
Startled, Fiyero straightened, and his body went rigid. Slowly, he turned his head to the side, his dark, sapphire eyes grew wide, and fear sparkled within.
He relaxed quickly, once his eye fell upon the blonde; what's-her-name-again? Standing beside the bank of elevators, her dark, cerulean eyes gleaming back at him, and a mischievous smirk, painted on her soft lips.
Fiyero took notice of the outfit the little blonde wore, for it was not her original nurse's outfit from before. Though really it shouldn't have surprised him, considering her uniform had been covered in food and ice cream a few hours prior.
Sometime, during his encounter with Elphaba and Siefer, and his subsequent catatonic state of leaning against the wall, staring absently at the door, the blonde; Galinda had changed out of her soiled uniform, into a pale pink nurse's uniform, complete with cap.
For a moment, Fiyero stared, and his mouth dropped open.
Pale pink? Oz does this girl own any other colors than pink?
Groaning, Fiyero smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand, mentally scolding himself for his idiocy.
Of course not…
"Hey…twinkle toes…going my way?" winks Glinda.
Rolling his eyes, Fiyero stuffed his hands into his pockets, and begrudgingly, stepped over to the blonde, leaning casually against the wall.
Her dark, cerulean eyes sparkled in the light, and her long blonde hair fell majestically over her small shoulders.
"What's up Galinda?" asks Fiyero softly.
"It's Glinda…the Gah is silent" growls Glinda. Slowly, she leans her head against the wall, the smile returning, making Fiyero shift uncomfortably. "So…rough first day?"
"Gee whatever gave you that idea?" asks Fiyero sarcastically.
"Hmmm" starts Glinda. Lightly, she taps her chin with her finger. "Well let's see…you first pissed off Elphie by insulting her upon your arrival…you weren't even paying any attention when she led you on a tour of our facility…you were late getting to the dining hall because you got lost…you further infuriated Elphie by getting into a shouting match with me"
Suddenly, the blonde cut herself off. Pushing herself off the wall, she straightened, and her large, cerulean eyes grew bigger. Slowly, she leaned in closer to Fiyero, an evil glint sparkling in her eyes.
"Which…by the way never do again…I always win" whispers Glinda in a dangerously low voice.
"She's right" chuckles a voice behind the two.
Stiffening, Fiyero slowly turns. His eyes widen at the sight before him. A man, a tall brutish man stood but a couple feet away. He had a very muscular built, with fair skin. His slicked gold hair almost shined in the light, and his gentle, silver blue eyes stared kindly back at him.
"Who…who are you?" asks Fiyero, worry laced in his voice.
"Oh how rude of me" chuckles the man. Quickly, he strides up next to the Prince. As he does, he yanks a half stained cloth from his pocket. Quickly, he wipes the day's work off his fingers, before extending his hand out to Fiyero. "Names Avaric Tenmeadows"
For a moment, Fiyero stared at his hand. Mentally, he debated whether or not to even touch that hand. I mean really, who knows what kind of digustified things still remained.
Avaric, sensing the Prince's hesitation, slowly drew his hand back, and his smile faltered. His dark, silver blue eyes flickered to his wife, who shrugged, before raising her hands up above her head, her fingers forming that of a makeshift crown, before pointing at Fiyero's back.
"Oh…" is all Avaric says. Shifting his eyes back to Fiyero, the smile returned. "You must be the Vinkun Prince"
"Fiyero"
"Fiyero…it's great to finally meet you" chuckles Avaric.
"Likewise…I'm sure" chuckles Fiyero.
"No offense Princey…but why are you here? Shouldn't you be back at your castle? Living the life of luxury? Swimming in your millions of money, and having hot half naked babes surrounding you?" asks Avaric. Though he quickly regretted the last part, at the pointed look his wife, currently was giving him.
"Normally yes…but I digress…my parents felt it wise to have me" shuddering, Fiyero squeezes his eyes shut briefly, before returning his gaze once more to the brute, half covered in grime and who-knows-what-else, standing before him. "Intern here…get to know the people…you know"
"I guess" shrugs Avaric, before scratching the top of his head in confusion.
The act, which didn't go unnoticed by Fiyero, brought a smile to his face, for the action alone reminded him of the Apes, he once use to laugh at.
"Fiyero will be interning here with us over the summer months" chirps Glinda, as he bounds next to her husband. "Isn't that wonderful dearest?"
"Oh yes…simply wonderful" sighs Avaric. Oz, he hated it when his wife called him that. "Well…I see you survived your first day"
"Barely" scoffs Fiyero.
"I heard!" laughs Avaric. "Mama Mirabella got to you and I saw the lovely job you did on my wife"
"I'm really sorry about that Glin" replies Fiyero softly.
"Don't worry about it FiFi" replies Glinda, waving the Prince off.
"FiFi?" asks Avaric, screwing his face up. Turning, he stares sympathetically at the Prince. "She gave you a nickname too huh?"
"Yes…she did…Avie" growls Fiyero.
"Hey…at least I'm not the one named after a Poodle!" laughs Avaric.
"You don't need to remind me" growls Fiyero.
"I like him…he's feisty" teases Avaric.
"You should have seen him earlier" laughs Glinda.
"What happened earlier?" frowns Avaric, as he shifts his gaze back and forth between his wife, and the Vinkun Prince.
"After his little…'disaster'…he had stormed out of the dining room and headed to Siefer's office" giggles Glinda.
"During dinner?" asks Avaric. He could see it, the way Avaric and Glinda were both struggling to keep their laughter at bay.
"Yes!"
"Oh Oz" laughs Avaric, as he clasps a hand over his eyes.
"Yeah…needless to say…Elphie didn't take his intrusion very well" giggles Glinda.
"I bet not!"
"Why's that so funny?" growls Fiyero.
"Your new here" laughs Avaric. Turning, he clasps a hand firmly on the Prince's back. "So I'll give you a break and just tell you. But during dinner…Elphaba and Siefer normally….take their dinner together in his office"
"You mean?" gasps Fiyero, his face paling considerably.
"Yip…like clockwork" laughs Avaric.
"Oz…don't they get enough of that during the night!" exclaims Fiyero.
"Apparently not" laughs Avaric. "Don't worry though…that's not the first time their "supper" together have been interrupted by staff"
"Others have walked in on them too?" asks Fiyero surprised. "Why don't they just lock the door?! That way no one will interrupt them, and Elphaba won't have to blast people into walls"
"You above all should know that in the heat of passion…common sense sometimes flies out the window" replies Avaric, as he eyes the young Prince.
He couldn't argue with that. He had quite honestly lost track of how many times his parents, let alone the servants and such, who have barged into his room, whilst in the middle of his latest "conquest"
"Still…did she have to blast me into a wall?" asks Fiyero, wincing at the memory.
"Consider yourself lucky" chuckles Avaric.
"Lucky? How am I lucky? I was thrown magickally through the air and slammed hard into a wall?"
"She could have thrown fireballs at you" laughs Avaric. "I've seen her do it once…man that was not a pretty picture"
"She…she's hurled fireballs at people…for walking in on them screwing? Seems a bit harsh?" frowns Fiyero.
"Not for Elphie…she's" starts Avaric, before stopping to consider his words. "Shy…when it comes to people seeing her"
"Huh?" asks Fiyero dumbly.
"Her skin color" answers Glinda softly.
"Her. Skin. Color?" asks Fiyero dryly.
"Elphie's always been sensitive about her skin color…and I can understand why…she's not had the easiest of lives Fiyero…the sooner you realize that…the easier your time here will be" replies Glinda.
"And the faster you'll make it out of here with your limbs still attached" jokes Avaric.
"Not funny Avie" admonishes Glinda, before slapping her husband hard on the arm.
"Ow…was only kidding" whines Avaric.
"Big Baby"
"What do you mean? Her life hasn't been the easiest?" Frowns Fiyero. To him, he just couldn't understand how such a beautiful, smart woman like Elphaba could have grown up in a less than perfect household.
"Fiyero…Elphie's mother died years ago…when she was only four" replies Glinda softly.
"Died…how?" asks Fiyero horrified.
"Giving birth to her sister" answers Avaric, after noticing the tears welling in his wife's eyes.
"Oh"
"After her mother died…her father turned a cruel eye to her…he mistreated her…abused her horribly…she was teased maliciously by the other kids growing up…often times having rocks and garbage thrown at her…that's never stopped…even when she entered college" continues Glinda.
"I…I had no idea" whispers Fiyero shocked.
"She never had any friends growing up…she spent much of her time studying…reading…and keeping to herself…she devoted herself to her sister…taking care of her…becoming her servant and to the household" whispers Avaric gently.
"When she arrived at Shiz…Avie and I were both cruel to her…often playing nasty pranks on her and teasing her maliciously"
"We didn't know any better" continues Avaric. Gently, he steps behind his wife.
"How did it change?" asks Fiyero.
"A simple hat…a wand…and a ridiculous dance" laughs Glinda.
"Huh?" asks Fiyero confused.
"Glinda threw a huge party at the Ozdust…inviting everyone…including Elphaba…but only as a joke. She had given her this hideodious hat to wear…and when she arrived…everyone stopped and started laughing at her"
"And you just stood there and laughed…didn't you?" asks Fiyero, a hint of accusation in his voice.
"For a bit…but then something changed…and I went over and started dancing with her…soon everyone else joined in and we became friends soon after that" smiles Glinda.
"What made you do that?" asks Fiyero.
"Earlier…our HeadShiztress…Madame Horrible came up to me during the dance…and gave me a training wand…informing me that I was to attend her Sorcery Seminar as well" explains Glinda.
"Elphie helped get Glinda in" adds Avaric.
"She's been my best friend…ever since then…and I truly treasure every moment spent with her"
"She's lucky to have a friend like you" smiles Fiyero. Stilling, Fiyero straightened and his eyes bulged. "Oh my Oz…she's a witch!"
"Not a witch…a sorceress" admonishes Glinda. Oz, she hated it when people referred to her Elphie as a witch. Sure, she was very powerful in magick, but that didn't mean she was a witch! Witches were ugly, and her Elphie was pretty.
"If she's a witch than that means my wife is too" growls Avaric in a dangerously low voice.
"What witch? I see no witch here" laughs Fiyero.
"That's what I thought"
"Down boy" scolds Glinda.
"Oz…I should probably apologize to Elphaba huh?" asks Fiyero, after a few minutes of awkward silence.
"That may be wise…she has the power and authority to promote you to bathroom cleaning" chuckles Avaric.
"Ah…no thank you" shudders Fiyero.
The door to the elevators dings and slide open. One by one, Avaric, Glinda and Fiyero file themselves in. The doors close, and the elevator lifts up to the fourth floor.
"Good luck" smiles Glinda, as Fiyero steps out.
"Thanks…Uhm…if you don't see me tomorrow…call the authorities"
"Quit being overdramatic will you! You'll be fine…just be yourself…well sort of" laughs Glinda.
"Thanks" smiles Fiyero.
"Good luck…it was nice knowing you" waves Avaric.
Before Fiyero can reply, the door closes, leaving Fiyero alone. Sighing, he turns, and shoving his hands in his pockets, makes his way down the long, curved hallway.
He followed the signs leading to Elphaba and Siefer's private apartment. Standing at the door, Fiyero heaved a nervous sigh, before raising his fist, and lightly knocking on the door.
Footsteps could be heard on the other side. Nervously, Fiyero started to ramble through a makeshift apology.
"Hey Elphaba…say some day huh? No no that's lame…hey Elphie…fancy seeing you here…again…clothes" angrily, Fiyero shakes his head. "No! Oh come on Tiggular! Why are apologies so freaking hard!"
The door opens. Stiffening, his eyes widen, and his heart pounds hard in his chest.
"ElphabaIjustwantedtoapologizeforwalkinginonyouand yourhusbandhavingsexandpleasedon'tkillme!" rambles Fiyero.
A cough and Fiyero blinks, realizing now that all that greeted him was open air.
"Ah…hello?"
For a moment, he peered inside. The walls glowed in the warm light of a flickering fire. A large white couch could be seen, pressed against the far wall, a picture of something hung above it. A large ebony vase with dried Munchkintails, and Vinkun Orchids sat to the side of a large bay window. Ebony curtains danced and twirled in the light.
"Down here buddy" came a small voice.
Fiyero's eyes dipped and widened, for standing at the threshold, stood a young girl of six, her large chocolate eyes glared back up at him. Pink framed glasses shimmered in the light, magnifying her eyes. Her features; he noticed, were the exact same as Elphaba's, right down to her small, pointed nose and chin. She had her mother's long, raven hair, accept, rather the ends of her hair curled slightly.
Her skin color too, was different, for it wasn't the beautiful shade of green like her mother's but a rather nice, soft tan. She wore a pink jumper, with a white blouse underneath. A small teddy bear remained clutched in the crook of her arm.
"Ah…hi…who are you?" asks Fiyero nervously.
"I'm Nia...are you looking for my mommy?" ask the girl.
Gulp. Oh Shiz….
