(A/N: I'm back! And really quickly, too. See? I can be fast if I want to! I just don't type as well...

As promised, SYMP auditions are underway, but not before some uber darknessiying stuff about Bri's past. And *insert ominous music* her future. Bri's not a witch, but even mortals have basic magical ability.

And I think i forgot last time, but I still don't own Wicked, or any of the other [however blatantly] referenced 'verses.

"Please keep your hands, feet, and other appendages inside the vehicle at all times.")

"If I die, none of you are invited to the funeral." Bri hopped up into the passenger seat of the plane beside her uncle.

He glanced over at her. "You ready?"

Bri pouted her bottom lip out. "Whatever. Just get this bloody thing over with."

Even half an hour into the flight, Bri was absolutely petrified. Her uncle glanced worriedly over at her. "Did you get the pictures, honey?"

Bri nodded, her knuckles white where they were hanging onto the edges of her seat, camera sitting forgotten on the floor.

"Do you want to go down?"

Bri nodded vigorously, apparently incapable of speech.

Ten minutes later, they were still in the air, her uncle battling a freak storm. Bri continued to stare straight ahead. I'm going to die up here. We're going to crash and the plane will explode. All they'll find of me are ashes and charred scraps of fabric. For the love of God, I'm only sixteen! I can't die! Not now! Not here!

Her frantic pep talk was of no use. Her uncle continued to futilely fight the storm. Hours later, debris began hitting the windsheild, cracking it.

One particularly cruel looking stick broke the windsheild, lodging itself in Uncle George's eye.

Brielle screamed her lungs out as the plane crashed into a dense forest, branches going everywhere, scratching her small-for-her-age body, praying to God that she'd die too.

~*~*~*~*~*~

"Hey, Elphie, what day is it?"

Elphaba's brow furrowed in thought. "I saw a billboard in one of those towns today." She thought for a moment more. "Oh yeah! It's February 3rd."

Bri paled. "Are you sure that's right?"

"Yeah. What part of photographic memory did you not get?"

Bri stood suddenly, still pale as a sheet. "Excuse me for a minute." She practically sprinted over toward the clump of bushes they'd been usuing for a bathroom.

A few minutes later, Elphaba heard the following coming from said foliage:

"HOLY FLYING BAMBI!!! HOW THE FUCK IS THAT POSSIBLE!?!?"

She stood up worriedly, running toward the bushes. "Bri? Are you okay?"

Bri ran out of the bushes into her friend's arms, sobbing. "Bri! What the Hell? What's wrong?"

Bri looked up at Elphaba, eyes gleaming with hysteric tears. "What's wrong?" She let out a manic laugh. "What's wrong is that, in nine months, I'm gonna have that bastard's child!" She resumed crying into her friend's shoulder, shaking with sobs, which, given her delicate state, became coughs, until she fell over from the force of them.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Bri shot up from her bed, covered in a cold sweat. She glanced at the wall clock. It failed to make sense to her that the alarm clock was the only piece of worthwhile technology that the Ozians didn't have.

As soon as she got the time, she got out of bed and wandered toward the calendar. Thanking God that it wasn't anywhere near February, she sighed and laid back down to bed.

~*~*~*~*~*~

The class settled down as Erik entered the auditorium, carrying an untidy pile of sheet music. He set it down on the piano, then face the class. "I am once again sorry for my lack of punctuality, but my latest work kept me up long past midnight." He gestured toward the pile of sheet music, written in red ink. "Now, however, it is time to commence auditions. Any volontaires?"

Ceridwen practically flew to the stage. "I shall now be singing Bend and Snap from 'Legally Blonde-The Musical'." She took a deep breath, then began her song. "Look at my ass, look at my thighs. I'm catnip to the guys. They chase my tail, they drool and pant. Wanna touch this, but they can't. All those boys wanna come and play. Snap my fingers and they obey. Why do they follow me around all day? Just watch me while I walk away..."

Everyone tried not to laugh. She was good, but... She was actually doing the dance.

After she was done, she skipped off the stage, only to be replaced with Galinda mere seconds later. "I'm gonna sing There! Right There! also from 'Legally Blonde'. There! Right ther! Look at his tan, well tended skin. Look at the killed shape he's in. Look at that slightly stubbly chin. Oh please, he's gay! Totally gay!" She switched her voice to a lower key. "I'm not about to celebrate. Every trait could indicate a totally straight expatriate. This guy's not gay, I say, not gay..."

Up next was Elphaba. She looked absolutely terrified. "I-er-uh, I'm going to sing I Stand by Idina Menzel." Without pausing, she continued. "When you ask me, who I am: What is my vision? And do I have a plan? Where is my strength? Have I nothing to say? I hear the words in my head, but I push them away. 'Cause I stand for the power to change, I live for the perfect day. I love till it hurts like crazy, I hope for a hero to save me. I stand for the strange and lonely, I believe there's a better place. I don't know if the sky is heaven, but I pray anyway..."

As soon as she was done, she practically sprinted off the stage and back to her seat, blushing furiously. There was a smattering of applause.

Olwyn took the stage. "Hey, whassup everyone?" There was a chorus of "Not much", "The Ceiling", and "Get on with it!"

She laughed. "I'm singing the first little bit of Chip on my Shoulder which is also from 'Legally Blonde'." She hummed a little to herself, then began. "Love. I put my faith in love. I followed where it led. To my personal circle of Hell. It has not worked out well. I wish that I were dead. Because instead of a wedding and love, I'm flunking out of school, a total laughing stock, someone he and his friends can just mock. So go on here's my head, just hit it with a rock..."

Once again, the audience laughed. It was a funny song, after all.

Up next was Einon. He gave no introduction, just started his song. "There's such a sad love, deep in your eyes, a kind of pale jewel, open and close withing your eyes. I'll place the sky within your eyes..."

Bri gasped. He actually looked up the lyrics, just because I told him it was my favorite song? Oh, that's so sweet. She smiled at him, and he smiled back.

Einon hopped off the stage when he was done, flashing Bri a smile again. She proceeded up to the stage. "Um, hey. I'm gonna sing

Next, Boq helped Nessa wheel herself onstage. After a rousing rendition of I Won't Say I'm in Love, it was Boq'z turn. He readjusted the mic so it was at his height. "I'm singing Into the West from 'Lord of the Rings: Return of the King'." There were cheers from Boq's friends and fellow LOTR enthusiests. "Lay down your sweet and weary head, night is falling, you have come to journey's end. Sleep now, and dream of the ones who came before, they are calling from across a distant shore. Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face? Soon you will see, all of your fears will pass away. Sail for miles, you're only sleeping..."

Kwansai hopped on stage after him. "I'm going to sing Food, Glorious Food from 'Oliver!' So prepare yourselves for awesomeness." The audience giggled, and Kwansai started the song. "Is it worth the waiting for, if we live till eighty-four? All we ever get is gruel. Every day we say our prayers. Will they change the bill of fair? Still we get the same old gruel. Theres not a crust not a crumb. Can we find can we beg can we borrow or cadge, but there's nothing to stop us from getting a thrill, when we all close our eyes and imagine, food glorious food. Hot sausage and mustard. While we're in the mood cold jelly and custard, peas pudding and savaloys, what next is the question? Rich gentlemen have it boys. IN-DI-GESTION..."

Alux stormed begrudgingly onto the stage. "I'm singing Worst Pies in London from 'Sweeney Todd'." Bri let out a "YES!" earning silence from everyone. She blushed and motioned for Alux to continue.

Alux coughed. "Very well. Wait! What's your rush? What's your hurry? You gave me such a -- Fright, I thought you was a ghost! Half a minute, can'tcher sit! Sit you down, sit! All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks! Did you come here for a pie, sir? Do forgive me if me head's a little vague -- Ugh! What is that? But you think we had the plague! From the way that people keep avoiding -- No you don't! Heaven knows I try, sir!..."

As soon as the song was over, Alux stormed off and sat by Bri. Bri glanced at her worriedly.

Alux laughed. "Don't worry. And I'd like to say thanks for liking the song."

"How'd you-?"

"Witch, remember?"

Fiyero strolled onstage, earning squeals of delight from the majority of the female audience members. "I shall now entreat you all to my version of Music of the Night from 'Phantom of the Opera'." Erik smirked slightly, attempting not to laugh. Every girl in the audience (including and especially Elphaba) let out another squeal of delight.

Fiyero only got halfway through the song, claiming that he "did not and could not remember the rest of the Ozdamn lyrics.

Everyone finished their auditions, and then Erik took the stage. "i should like to inform you that our musical shall be-"

"'Fiddler on the Roof!' We know!"

"Are you certain? Because last time I checked my lesson plans, we were going to do 'Legally Blonde'."

There was a silence, then: "OMIOZ!!!" All the girls in the auditorium stood up, squealing their approval. Most of the boys remained in their seats, and, if this were a comic, little bubbles saying "WTF?" would have appeared above their heads.

Suddenly, a woman with long curly brown hair ran into the auditorium and right into Alux. They both fell over. Alux growled menacingly and the girl shrieked, quickly getting up and running to cower behind Erik.

"Erik!" she squealed. "She going to kill me!"

He rolled his eyes. "She will do no such thing, will you Alux?"

Alux nodded begrudgingly. "Yeah, sure, whatever."

The woman calmed down. "Oh." She handed a packet of paper to Erik. "You left this at our last lesson."

He took it. "Oh. Yes. Thank you, my dear."

A shout issued from the doorway. "Christine! Hurry it up will you?" A blonde stood just inside the door, hands on her hips, glaring at Erik. "We're going to miss the movie!"

"Coming, Meg!" Christine yelled, running out of the door beside her friend.

The class filed out of the auditorium, completely bemused and kerfuffled.

(A/N: Yeah, there was basically no plot in there. But hey! Meg and Chrissy make cameos, and they will on occasion. Along with Raoul. *twitch* It's not gonna be a crossover, though. Just cameos, like I said.

Oh, and you also got to see a preview of Act 2! Aren't you excited? Act 2 is gonna be pretty dark, though, so watch out. But it's still a ways off, so now immediate worries.

Yes, and random change to the SYMP. Why? Cause Erik said so. You do NOT want to argue with the Phantom. You'll lose, and probably be punjabbed in the process.

Don't forget to review. I 3 reviews almost as much as POTO and Wicked. So review, or i will stalk you until you do.

So, yeah.

~The Humble Authoress)