AN: My own final one-shot for this! *audience goes 'aaaaawwhhhh'* I know, I know... but don't fret, there's one more to go from Elizabeth - and even then, we're not going to stop doing this! We're having way too much fun!

Elizabeth's prompt for me this time was "As a joke, Elphaba enchants a snowman, causing it to come to life and scaring the wits out of Galinda in the process." It didn't really come out the way I had expected it to, but oh well. Enjoy and feel free to leave a review!

Maddy

Magic and snowmen

"…and I promise you," here Elphaba lifted one finger into the air and pointed it at her bubbly, blonde roommate menacingly, glaring at the smaller girl, "that if you follow us again, I will kill you."

Galinda giggled. "You said you were going to kill me last time," she pointed out. "You haven't."

Elphaba's eyes narrowed. "I'm still thinking of something."

"But Elphie," Galinda said pleadingly, pouting at her friend. "How can I help you pick out your clothes and do your hair and make-up if you won't even tell me where you're going?"

"No Galindafication," Elphaba said sternly. "None at all."

"But –"

"We're not going anywhere fancy, Galinda. You know I don't like fancy places, anyway. And unlike some people," here she glowered at her friend once again, "Fiyero actually listens to me."

Galinda waved her off. "Oh, come on, Elphie. I know you keep protesting against me giving you makeovers, but seriously? You're a girl. I know you secretly enjoy it."

"I do not!"

"Yes, you do! You should have seen that look on your face when I first Galindafied you and told you you looked beautiful! You looked like you were going to faint!"

"Who would not almost faint upon laying eyes on my face?"

Now it was Galinda's turn to glare. "I am not having this discussing with you, Elphaba Thropp," she declared. "You will come back here three hours before your date, and I'm going to make sure you look fantabulozmifying, no matter what the occasion. And that is an order."

Elphaba stalked out of the room, grumbling and muttering angrily under her breath. Sometimes she could get really fed up with her roommate.

When Elphaba walked outside, only to find Fiyero, Nessarose and Boq building a snowman together, she raised both eyebrows. "What in Oz is going on here?"

Fiyero looked up and grinned at her. "We're building a snowman!" he declared.

"I can see that," Elphaba said drily. "That's not my point. My point is that the last time I saw you, you," she pointed at Boq, "wanted to kill him," she pointed at Fiyero, "and you," now she indicated Nessa, "wanted to murder him," she pointed at Boq again. "So what happened?"

"Boq forgave me," Fiyero said quickly. "So please don't remind him of his hatred for me."

Elphaba sniggered.

Nessa huffed. "I'm still not speaking to Boq," she declared. "But Fiyero asked me to build a snowman with him, and you know I've always loved playing in the snow, Fabala."

Elphaba smiled at her sister. "True."

"Join us?" Fiyero offered, and Elphaba looked at them for a moment. Boq raised an expectant eyebrow at her and Fiyero and Nessa were both making puppy eyes at her, Nessa clasping her hands together pleadingly and Fiyero throwing in a pout for good measure.

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, fine," she conceded. "It's not as if I have anything better to do, anyway, and it's a good way to keep myself busy until Galinda comes to find me. When she does, I'm going to have to run for my life."

Fiyero grinned at her. "Let me guess," he said. "She wants to give you a makeover for our date tonight?"

"Naturally." Elphaba made a face.

Nessa's eyes lit up. "Ooh, you're going on another date?" she asked eagerly. "Where are you going?"

"We're not telling anyone," Elphaba declared, while at the same time, Fiyero said, "We're going out for dinner at the Primrose Café."

"Fiyero!" Elphaba shouted. "I thought we agreed not to tell anyone this time!"

He looked like a beaten puppy. "Sorry," he said sheepishly. "I thought we just weren't going to tell Galinda…"

"It's fine," Elphaba said with a sigh, unable to stay mad at him when he looked like that. She looked at Boq and Nessa. "Just please don't tell Galinda," she begged them.

"We won't," Boq promised.

Nessa asked curiously, "You're really going out for dinner, Fabala? I thought you didn't like going to fancy restaurants and things like that."

"I don't," said Elphaba. "It's nothing fancy, where we're going – it's just a small place in town. This date is more about spending some time alone together," here she glared at Boq, then at Nessa, "than anything else, really."

Nessa stared at her hands, which were resting in her lap. "Point taken," she mumbled.

"Come on," said Fiyero. "Let's just build this snowman!"

Nessa immediately perked up. "Okay!"

They started rolling snowballs for the snowman's body. After a while, Boq ran off to find a carrot, some buttons, a hat and a shawl, to dress the snowman up; while Elphaba and Fiyero moved the snowballs of different sizes on top of one another, thus creating a snowman. Boq returned quickly and handed the things over to Nessa – as some sort of peace offering, Elphaba couldn't help but think – who then finished the snowman. She couldn't reach all the way up to place the top hat on the snowman's head, so Boq did that for her.

Their snowman was now wearing a top hat and a shawl, he had a carrot for a nose, and two buttons for his eyes as well as a buttoned mouth and a few buttons on the upper half of his body.

"I think he's wonderful," Nessa said happily.

"It's pretty awesome," Fiyero agreed. The snowman turned out to be almost as tall as Fiyero was. It looked pretty impressive.

"Wait!" Boq ran towards a tree and gathered some sticks from underneath it, which he then stuck into the snowman so that they formed arms. "Now he's finished."

Suddenly, Elphaba's eyes widened. "Shiz," she hissed, before quickly hiding behind Fiyero. "Galinda-alert."

Fiyero grinned broadly. He saw that she was right – the blonde was practically skipping towards them, dressed in a fashionable, baby pink winter coat. She was wearing a pair of knee-high, white boots and a knitted hat that matched the rest of her outfit perfectly. She beamed at them as she came closer. "Hi, guys! Have you seen Elphie?"

"Nope," Fiyero said a little too quickly, at the same time Nessa said, "Haven't seen her."

Galinda narrowed her eyes at them. "You never were good liars." She grabbed Elphaba's arm and dragged her from behind her boyfriend. "Nice try, Elphie, but you're not getting out of this makeover!" She turned around, only to come face-to-face with the snowman the others had just built.

The blonde girl let out an ear-piercing shriek. "Ahh! What is that?!"

Fiyero was stifling laughter. "It's a snowman."

"What a hideodeously scaricreepifying thing!" Galinda shuddered. "It's so big! And those eyes…"

"Those eyes are buttons," Nessa pointed out, but Galinda scrunched up her nose.

"I don't like it," she declared. "It's too big and… and…" She shuddered again. "I hate snowmen. Absolutely loathe them."

Elphaba quirked an eyebrow, amused. "Are you serious?"

Galinda shrugged. "They scare me," she said in a small voice. She shook it off. "Come on, Elphie, or you'll be late for your date. Where were you going again?" she asked slyly, hoping to trick them into telling her.

Elphaba just scowled. "Nice try, Galinda."

"I'm sorry, Galinda," Nessa said. "Fabala made us promise not to tell you, so we won't."

Galinda narrowed her eyes. "You know?!"

Elphaba threw her sister a look. Nessa gulped.

Galinda moved over to Boq, batting her eyelashes at him. "Surely you would tell me, Biq?" she purred.

His eyes were wide as saucers. "Miss Galinda… I… um…" he stammered.

She pouted. "Pretty please, Biq?"

"Boq," Elphaba hissed, "don't you dare –"

"You're so handsome, Biq." Galinda touched his cheek. "Did you know that?"

He looked ready to faint. "Y-Y-You're touching… you're touching my…"

"Please tell me, Biq?" Galinda gave him her most radiant smile. "Where are Elphie and FiFi going for their date tonight?"

Nessa looked murderous again and Elphaba narrowed her eyes at the Munchkin. "Boq…"

Galinda leant her head against Boq's shoulder and looked up at him with a small pout.

"The Primrose Café," Boq said breathlessly.

Galinda squealed and hugged him. "Oh, thank you, Biq!" she sang. She looked at Nessa apologetically. "Sorry, Nessa. I'm not interested in him, I swear, but a girl has to do what a girl has to do!"

Elphaba was staring daggers at Boq. "You," she growled, "are one dead Munchkin!"

He gulped.

"I'm going to take the carrot from that snowman," Elphaba hissed, stepping forward, "and I'm going to impale you on it. I'm going to stuff it so far up your -"

"Whoa, Fae." Fiyero clasped his hand over her mouth, holding her back. "Don't say things you might regret later," he warned her.

She just struggled until her mouth was free again and yelled at Boq, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Not if I get to him first," Nessa grunted, looking just as murderous as her sister.

"So the temper runs in the family," Fiyero muttered to himself. He looked at Boq. "I suggest you run for your life now," he said helpfully.

Boq did just that.

Fiyero let go of Elphaba, who was immediately grabbed by her blonde roommate. "Shush, Elphie. It's not ladylike to kill people," she scolded her friend. "Let's start, 'cause you've got an awfully long way to go!" she sang out as she dragged Elphaba behind her to their shared dorm room.

Three hours later and Elphaba had to admit that she looked… she looked…

Well, she didn't look too horrible.

Galinda was beaming at her. "See, Elphie? If you put on this shade of eyeliner, it exactly matches the colour of your eyes; and this mascara is one of the more expensive brands, of course, meant to make your eyelashes look longer and darker and make your eyes stand out even more, and this dress looks just perfectified with the shade of your skin. Of course if the dress were a few shades lighter, it wouldn't look good anymore, because you should never match lilac with emerald green…"

"Glin," Elphaba interrupted her. "I tuned out after 'eyeliner'."

Galinda pouted. "Well," she declared. "Whether you're listening to me or not, you still look fantabulozmastic. Just so you know."

Elphaba was wearing a deep purple dress – 'violet', as her roommate called it – with short bat sleeves. It had a high neckline and hugged her waist, but not too tightly. It gently flowed down from her hips until it reached her knees. Galinda had combined it with a pair of tights – "Because it's so awfully freezifying outside, Elphie!" – a pair of black boots – "Yes, Elphie, they're black and they're boots, but unlike your black boots, these are actually fashionable" – and a fashionable black jacket against the cold – "But you have to take it off once you're inside, Elphie, otherwise it would be rude". The blonde had curled Elphaba's hair and pinned it back with a violet hairpin to flow down her back in a waterfall of ebony curls.

There was a knock on the door and Galinda squealed. "That must be Fiyero!" She made to go and open the door, but Elphaba held her back.

"Galinda."

"Yes, Elphie?" The blonde blinked at her roommate innocently.

Elphaba narrowed her eyes. "Do not come after us."

"But Elphie –"

"Do not come after us."

"El-"

"I'm serious, Galinda."

The blonde huffed and sighed. "Fine." But Elphaba could tell that Galinda wouldn't give up that easily.

Galinda went to open the door and squealed when she saw Fiyero. "Hi, FiFi! You look so handsomicious!" She pushed Elphaba into the doorway and giggled when she saw Fiyero's face. "I know, right? She looks so beautiful! Now, you two go and have a good time!" She winked and closed the door.

"Wow," Fiyero breathed as he took in the enigma that was his girlfriend. "You look… amazing."

She sighed, shoulders slumping. "Fiyero…"

"Hey." He tilted up her chin, looking into her eyes. "I mean it," he said, trying to convey his sincerity. "You look absolutely stunning."

She blushed and lowered her eyes. "Thank you, I guess."

He laughed and took her hand, lacing their fingers together as they made their way downstairs.

"Galinda is coming after us," Elphaba muttered. "I know she is."

Fiyero sighed irritably. "Seriously? I wanted this to just be about you and me," he whined. "Let's go somewhere else, then."

"I don't want to go somewhere else," said Elphaba. "I refuse to let a stupid bouncy blonde keep me from having the date I planned." She looked around her. "We just need something to distract her while we're gone…"

"Boq?" Fiyero suggested.

Elphaba made a face. "She's too smart," she said. "She'll escape him in no time. No to mention that it would make Nessa murderous again… and that I can't guarantee you I won't kill him myself the moment I lay eyes on him."

Fiyero laughed.

They walked outside and suddenly, something caught Elphaba's eye. Her eyes lit up and a wicked grin spread across her face.

"I have an idea."

Galinda powdered her nose one last time and checked herself over in the mirror. "Galinda Upland of the Upper Uplands," she said to her mirror image, "you look perfectified."

Just because she wasn't going to the Primrose Café to seduce boys, didn't mean there would be no boys present there; and if one of them was cute… well, she liked to keep her options open. And in order to do that, she needed to look her very best.

She grabbed her coat and skipped out of the door, humming softly as she locked the door to her dorm room behind her and skipped further down the hallway. Of course she couldn't just not go after Elphaba and Fiyero. Last time they had been so cute together, until they had been interrupted… and this time, she wouldn't let anyone follow her. Not Biq and not Nessarose. She would just quietly blend in with the crowd – or peek through a window – and watch Elphaba and Fiyero being together the way they were when there was no-one else around. She squealed at the prospect. It would be the most adorable thing ever!

She sang a Lurlinemas song as she stepped out into the cold, shivering slightly and pulling her coat tighter around her. The snow was still there – it just wouldn't go away. It was pretty, of course, but it was also cold and wet and not good for Galinda's high heels.

She frowned slightly when she looked at the spot where her friends' snowman had been. It was gone now. Had they broken it down? If they had, Galinda was happy – it had been a creepy things in the first place. She had never told anyone this – not until that afternoon – but she was a bit afraid of snowmen. Back home, she always used to build them when she was little; but then her Popsicle had read her a story about a snowman once, a snowman that came to life and went to scare people because he thought that was funny. Galinda hadn't thought the story to be funny. It made her afraid of snowmen in general – and though she wasn't really scared anymore, she was still… slightly apprehensive… about them.

She shook her head, as if she could shake off the memories that way, and she rounded a corner, only to run into someone.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry," she said, dusting off her coat, not yet looking up. "I should have watched where I was…" She looked up then.

Two button-eyes were staring at her. A button-mouth was curled upwards in an – in her opinion – evil and creepy grin. "Good evening to you, Miss Galinda."

Galinda opened her mouth and screamed.

"I love it when you do magic," Fiyero said in admiration as they sat down at a table for two in the Primrose Café. "It makes you look so… I don't know. Fierce, I guess. Powerful. And beautiful. Even more so than you already are."

She was blushing furiously, but she managed to snort at the same time. "Oh, Fiyero, you should really stop saying those things."

"What, do you want me to lie to you?"

"No." She shook her head. "Which is exactly why you should stop saying those things."

"Still don't believe me, then?" He shook his head, too, in fake disappointment. "Well, then," he said. "I'll work on that." He took both her hands in his and squeezed them, making her blush again.

A waitress cleared her throat. "Excuse me, sir? Would you like to order anything?"

They ordered their food and chatted on a little as they waited.

"This is nice," Elphaba commented after a while. "You know, just talking and sitting together without anyone interrupting."

He gave her a lopsided grin. "If you wanted to sit somewhere with me and not be interrupted, we could have gone to my dorm room," he teased her. "I have a lock on the door, you know."

She rolled her eyes, making him laugh. "I'm joking, you know that," he said, taking her hand again and caressing the back of it with his thumb. "I think this is nice, too." His face fell a little as he added, "Much better than our last date."

"Oh, Yero." She leant forward a little to touch his cheek, making him look at her. She smiled. "Our last date was amazing," she told him. "Or it would have been, anyway, if Galinda hadn't come to spy on us. But that was not your fault, Yero. You did everything right – Galinda told me you spent days trying to think of the perfect date for me, because you knew I'm not into fancy restaurants or, really, any other kind of 'normal' date." She blushed. "No-one ever put that much effort in me."

He smiled at her. "I would do anything for you, you know that."
Her blush deepened. Thankfully, the food arrived just then, saving her from having to reply. They ate in silence for a while before Fiyero spoke up again. "So do you think Galinda will stay away?"

"Oh, trust me." The corners of Elphaba's mouth turned upwards in a smirk. "She'll be way too busy with her new friend to even think about stalking us this time."

"Hug me!"

"AAAAAH!" Galinda ran around the corner, nearly slipping on a patch of ice. She stormed back into Crage Hall and to her dorm room, fumbling with the key for a few moments – her hands were shaking – before finally managing to open it. She slipped inside and slammed the door behind her, quickly locking it and pressing her back against it, panting. How was this possible? A snowman come to life?

"Miss Galindaaaa!" Someone pounded on the door. "Let me in! I want to hug you!"

Galinda shrieked again and wildly looked around her. She had to get out of here!

Quickly making a decision, she ran towards the window and opened it. She shivered upon seeing the ground a few metres below her, but she pressed on, climbing into the window sill and slowly, carefully, making her way over to the flat patch of roof next to their window. Once she was standing there safely, she had to climb down a tree to get down… and then what? That creepy snowman was still at her door, so she needed a different place to go…

"Miss G-Galinda?"

Ah. Perfect.

"Biq!" she cried, waving her arms. "Catch me!"

His eyes widened, but before he could say anything, she already jumped off the roof. He tried to catch her in his arms, but even though she was tiny, Boq could hardly be called muscular; and so they ended up toppling over into the snow, Galinda on top of him.

The blonde got up and brushed the snow off her coat and skirt. "Thank you, Biq. You saved my life."

He beamed up at her from where he was still lying flat on his back in the snow.

"I need to find Elphie," Galinda said. "That snowman you built today came to life, and now it's attacking me! It wants me deadified!" She pouted.

He straightened his back. "Don't worry, Miss Galinda," he said. "I will protect you."

She giggled and patted his head. "Thank you, Biq, but that won't be necessary. I'll just go and find Elphie at the Primrose Café, tell her to do some magic and make that creepy snowman go away, and I'll be fine!" With that, she skipped off.

She peered around a corner. No snowman. Good. She slipped past the entrance to Crage Hall and towards the road that would lead her into town. She would just have to get there without letting that snowman catch her. Easy-peasy.

"MISS GALINDA!"

Or maybe not.

She risked a glance over her shoulder. There he was again. His top hat was askew and his shawl was billowing in the wind behind him as he reached for her with his branch-y arms. Really, how could anyone like snowmen? They were so incredibly scary!

"Go away!" she shrieked, but the thing just moved closer. She wondered briefly how it could even walk – it didn't really have legs or feet or something – but dismissed that thought quickly, realising she had bigger problems to worry about.

She tried to escape the snowman, but now he grabbed her coat with his creepy fingers and pulled her towards him. "Hug me!"

"Where in Oz did you even come from?!" she screeched, and the thing looked down at her and… pouted. Could snowmen pout? Galinda's jaw quite literally dropped.

"It's why Miss Elphaba made me," it said. "To hug you."

Galinda's eyes widened in shock and horror. "She did not!"

Her snowy friend nodded seriously and Galinda's eyes narrowed. "That girl is in for it when she gets home!" she swore.

"So I'm going to hug you all night," the snowman declared, "until Miss Elphaba gets back!"

"Oh, no, you're not!" Galinda hit the snowman with her purse and then ran off, arms flailing as she skidded through the snow.

She found herself ending up in Briscoe Hall, but instead of turning back, she kept going until she stopped in front of a door.

She pounded on it. "Boq!" she yelled. "Boq, open up!"

The door immediately opened and she tumbled inside. He was beaming down at her. "M-Miss Ga-Galinda!" he stammered in adoration. "Y-You said m-my name right!"

Galinda frowned. "Of course I did. Don't I always?" She tossed her hair, then realised why she was here again and her eyes widened. "Oh, Oz. Boq, close the door!" she shrieked. "Lock it!"

He quickly did as she asked, and she slumped onto his bed in relief. "Thank Oz, I'm safe."

Suddenly Nessarose appeared from the adjoining room and her eyes narrowed as she took in the scene before her – Galinda's dishevelled appearance and flushed face, and Boq's even redder face as he stared at the blonde girl in undisguised adoration. The wheelchair-bound girl had caught Galinda's final words and the other two looked up in surprise when she said in a dangerously low voice, "I wouldn't be so sure of that."

Galinda gulped.