A/N: Ok, this is mostly improvisation on my part. Even as I write this author's note, I'm not certain what will happen in this chapter. So don't be too harsh if it ends up sucking…
One Short Day © Stephen Schwartz.
O, and for the people who skipped the last chapter, Fae found a dying Fox who told her to look after her pup, Fiyeraba.
Green: The Life and Times of Fae, the Witch's Granddaughter
Chapter 7: Fiyeraba
"Fae, this is ridiculous," said Elphaba.
"Why?" asked Fae as they headed back to Apple Press Farm.
"Well, she's a Fox."
"Your point?"
"You aren't."
"And why does this matter?"
"It just doesn't make any sense, Fae."
"Neither does you living with a flock of Flying Monkeys."
"That's not the point!"
"Then what is? I'm making perfectly relevant arguments."
"Fae, what will Liir say?"
"We'll find out soon enough."
"I don't like this…"
"You don't like anything if it's not your idea."
"Shut up."
They finally arrived at Apple Press Farm.
"I can't wait to see what your father says when he sees that you're covered in blood," Elphaba said before Fae let them in.
"Hardy-har-har."
"Fae! Why are you covered in blood!" Liir gasped when he saw his daughter.
Elphaba smirked. "Yeah, Fae, tell us. What have you been up to?"
"Up yours, Gramma." Fae put Fiyeraba down. "I'll call you when I need you," she said. "Daddy, I need to go to the Emerald City. Fast."
"What in Oz's name…?"
"Daddy, while you and Gramma were talking or gossiping or whatever, I saw a couple of Gale Forcers not too far from here."
"What were they doing around here?"
"Murdering Animals to make Ozma a fur coat," said Fae angrily.
"Uh-oh," said Glinda, who was eavesdropping, "she sounds like you, Elphie. This is bad."
"Very funny," said Elphaba.
"So, what does that have to do with you being all bloody?"
"A lot. I found one of their victims."
"You touched a dead Animal?" squealed Glinda. "Gross!"
"No, I didn't. She wasn't dead yet."
Glinda's, Elphaba's, and Liir's jaws all dropped simultaneously.
"You're joking," said Elphaba.
Fae shook her head.
Liir looked about ready to faint.
"So, they didn't bother killing the Animal before they skinned her?" gasped Glinda.
"Nope."
"That's sick."
Fae nodded.
"So, you were trying to help a dying, bald, bloody, disgusting, unrecognizable Fox thing, so you got blood all over your dress?" Elphaba inquired.
"That pretty much sums it up."
"Can I puke now?" asked Liir.
"You know where the toilet is, Daddy."
Liir ran out of there as fast as his legs could carry him.
"Well, now that he's gone I don't have to ask for permission to go. FIYERABA!" screamed Fae. The Fox came running. "Come on, sweetie, we're going to avenge your Mommy's death. Sound good?"
"YETH!" said Fiyeraba, then she paused. "What'th avenge?"
Fae smiled and rumpled Fiyeraba's fur.
Glinda ran outside and conjured a bubble. "I'm definitely coming," she said from inside of it.
"Fae, can I ride the broom with you?"
"Whatever, Gramma. Go ahead."
"One short day, in the Emerald City. One short day full of so much to do…"
"SHUT UP!" screamed the green girls.