Disclaimer: I do not own Wicked or any of the characters in it. I do however own my OC's
A guard walked up to the dungeon doors of the south stairs, the doors opened to let him in, he walked to the furthest corner, bowl in hand, and his boots making large echoing sounds throughout the narrow halls. and knocked onto the metal door.
"Food" he yelled bluntly, sliding the bowl under the door, he then turned and started to walk away, but stopped when he heard a cry from the door.
"Everything alright in there mam?" he asked her through the door. The cry stopped.
"im afraid not... i simply cannot reach the bowl... my legs have finally given out, i guess I am just getting old, could you be a dear and pass me it?" she explaned. he sighed, grabbed his dagger and made his way toward the door and unlocked it.
He unlocked it but found no one in there. Just then something jumped on his back and he was out like a light.
She stood up and started to cackle loudly, guards crowded around her, but she sent them all flying backwards against the wall. She walked past their uncontious bodies, and made her way to the exit, and with the swirl of her feathered skirts she was gone...
Madam Morrible had finally escaped the south stairs... and she knew exactly where her first stop was.
Uh Oh... sorry! it just happened... it'll turn out fine... I think...
Until next time
Izzy xx