A.n. I am SO sorry!!! Please forgive me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate myself; I NEVER WANT TO TAKE MORE THAN A WEEK TO UPDATE AGAIN!! I probably will though, *sigh* damn assignments, damn dad (he's fixed the internet though. Sort of) damn mum for going to Europe and leaving me with dumb and dad. BUT YAY FOR DEFFYNOBLE FOR UPDATING!!! I KNEW competitive motivation would work!

They woke the next day to the faint rays of morning sun streaming through their window. Elphaba yawned slightly, stretched and got up, all traces of weariness gone. She walked over to Glinda's bed, "Glinda, get up, we've got to go."

She was rewarded with a groan and a pillow thrown in her direction. "Come on! We've got to go."

"No."

"Then you leave me no choice." Replied Elphaba, grabbing the bottom of her sheets. Glinda looked at her with dread, "You wouldn't."

"Oh, I would." And she whipped of the bed sheets, causing Glinda to shriek and curl up.

"Get up!"

"Elphie! Give back my blanket!"

"Glinda we've got to go!" she exclaimed exasperatedly.

"Oh fine." She clambered up, "Happy now?"

"Immensely."

"Meanie."

"Yep. Now it's time to get changed, then we'll go."

"Fine. You go first." Said Glinda, remembering the dress she had packed for Elphaba, which wasn't exactly her taste, not that it was Glinda's either. It was just, different.

"Uh, okay." Elphaba walked into the bathroom, where the bag with their clothes was and closed the door. There was silence for a few minutes before the door opened to reveal Elphaba, holding a deep purple dress. It was floor length, round neck and the arms came out the lower they got, forming pointed ends. It was certainly a dress for a sorceress. Not a witch.

"Glinda, what is this?" deathly calm.

Glinda giggled, "That, Elphie, is a dress. You do know what a dress is, don't you?"

Elphaba gave her a hard stare. There was only one person in Oz who was impervious to her hard stare. Unfortunately it was Glinda. Damn. "Why?"

Glinda giggled again, feigning ignorance, "Because you need to change your clothes now Elphie. We disposed of your 'invincible' dress, so now you need to change your clothes every day, like everyone else."

"But- I don't- Glinda- Argh!" Elphaba managed to get out.

Glinda stopped teasing. Elphaba had a genuinely upset look on her face. "Elphaba it's just a dress. Granted it's not your usual style, but it's nice, and it suits you. What's wrong with it?"

Elphaba bit her lip and looked down, Glinda only used her full name when she was really serious, "I- I don't know. It just seems too, nice. It doesn't seem like something I should own. I've never had anything like this. That was Nessa's stuff, I got the old books."

"Elphie it's just a dress. I don't want you to look like the wicked witch for the rest of your life. But if you want to you can wear the dress you wore yesterday."

Glinda looked so disappointed. Elphaba hated herself. When she saw the dress she had assumed it had been a joke, well intentioned, but she didn't like being made fun of. But… now that she looked at the dress she realized it wasn't that bad. It wasn't her style, true, but it was nice. One of the very few shades of purple that didn't clash with her skin. She suddenly understood that Glinda must have spent a lot of time picking it out. Without a word she went back into the bathroom and got changed into her new dress.

"Okay, are we ready?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah." Replied a dazed Glinda, who hadn't been paying much attention to what was being said. Elphaba looked absolutely stunning in that dress.

"Okay let's go." The chanting began and they again vanished into the ether.

They both gasped as they were released from the maelstrom of different times and places whizzing by. As they looked around they realized they were in the courtyard of Shiz, just before sunrise.

"Elphie what day is this?"

"I don't know. I was aiming for early Shiz, I'm not experienced enough to choose an exact date. I can get us back, because we came from there, but this is harder."

"We should hide."

As they moved towards an abandoned building they began to formulate a plan. "It's harder to remain inconspicuous here because we're both recognized. Another problem is that even if we see Morrible it might be the wrong one."

"Huh?"

Elphaba smirked, "Glinda there is at least one version of Morrible here. If the one we're looking for is here, there are two. The one that was our headmistress and the one we're after."

"Oh, okay. Couldn't we go get the other versions of ourselves to help?"

"We're not allowed to mess with time. Besides, what would we say? 'Hello, I'm from the future and I need to capture Madame Morrible. And by the way, you're going to be best friends with your current worst enemy.'"

Glinda smiled sheepishly, "Okay, I get your point. But we look pretty similar now compared to how we looked then, why don't we just wander around for a bit until we find out if out Morrible's here?"

Elphaba frowned in thought, "We could do that, the only problem would be if we met ourselves. I might be able to-" she trailed off as she flicked through the Grimmerie.

"I can cast a spell so people won't notice the difference between us now and then. Plus they won't notice if they see two versions of us directly after one another or something like that. All we'll have to worry about is Morrible and ourselves."

"Okay, then what should we do? We still won't be able to tell which Morrible is which."

"I think the only sure fire way to do that is to watch her behavior, especially around the other versions of us. If we discover our Morrible then we'll try to restrain her and take her back with us."

"Good. Now cast that spell"

Elphaba walked around Shiz. It was eerie, like an extreme déjà vu. The students all laughed and pointed, but for it she could have hugged them. She and Glinda had split up in their search for Morrible, Glinda taking the dorm rooms and Elphaba taking the classrooms, the method in this being that the last place to find Glinda on a weekend (as it was) was in the dorms, and Elphaba had usually stayed in their room or gone to the library. This saved them having to worry about running into themselves. Great.

She found herself, unbidden, before the history classroom. What could I achieve here? Just as she thought that Doctor Dillamond walked from the room with a pile of papers under his arm. She suppressed a gasp at the sight of him, but she must have made some noise because he turned.

"Hello miss Elphaba, it's a beautiful day isn't it?"

She fish mouthed for a moment before replying as calmly as she could, "Yes it is Doctor Dillamond, how are you?"

"Oh, magnificent! I have recently made a discovery of the similarities between the genes of humans and the genes of Animals! If I can prove them, with evidence that will stand up in the court of law, then the persecution the Animals have been facing will have to stop! If there is no difference between us on a molecular level then they cannot discriminate!"

Elphaba smiled at the sight of her old teacher. So happy, so animated. He was the closest thing she had ever had to a father. She almost laughed at the thought. She had two men who had believed they were her biological parent, and yet it was an old Goat who had treated her as kin.

"That's truly wonderful Doctor Dillamond. You're going to free the Animals, I know it."

He looked embarrassed, "Now let's not be too hasty Miss Elphaba, we've got a long way to go before that. Who knows, I may not even be here to see it through to the end."

This cut Elphaba deeply, "If you're not I promise I'll see it done."

He couldn't even look at her now, "That is most-most kind of you Miss Elphaba. Remember to have that homework done by our next lesson" He added with mock severity.

She chuckled, "Doctor Dillamond, I've already done it." she was guessing, but odds were she had.

"Yes. I suppose you have." He muttered as he trotted off to the staff room.

Elphaba sighed, and now to do what I'm really here for.

Glinda wandered around the dorm rooms as another would wander around a haunted house. Slowly, fearfully and suspiciously. What if Elphaba's here? What if I don't find Morrible? What if I do find Morrible? Small wonder that, with no other stimulus, her legs took her to the one room in this building that she had been to more times than any other. Her old dorm room. Well, Morrible could be inside. She thought, a flimsy excuse at best. As she was about to enter she realized something.

"Key. I need a key." She muttered to herself before a voice behind her almost made her jump out of her skin.

"Miss Galinda, if you would be so kind as to move I would like to get into our room."

She would recognize that voice anywhere, "Elph-aba." She said as she quickly understood that this was not her Elphaba. She was standing just behind her with a book in one hand and her key to their room in the other.

Elphaba blinked, "Yes, there are only so many green people in Oz. now I would appreciate it if you made your snide vegetable crack and got out of the way."

Glinda was speechless. She remembered younger Elphaba as being cold, but this was different. She wasn't just cold, she was positively hateful. But, Glinda recognized now that she knew her, she was also lonely. She had never have noticed if she didn't know the green girl, but she did.

Elphaba was very uncomfortable about the fact that Galinda was staring at her. "Would you stop that?!"

Glinda finally snapped out of it. "Oh! Yes, of course, sorry Miss Elphaba. I must have misplaced my key."

Elphaba grunted, but otherwise ignored the blonde as she opened the door.

"Thank you Miss Elphaba."

Elphaba slammed her book onto the study table. "What?!"

Glinda was perplexed, "What 'what' Miss Elphaba?"

Elphaba made a helpless gesture towards her, "Why are you being so… nice, all of a sudden?"

Glinda stared, "I wasn't aware I was."

Elphaba looked as though her eyes might pop out from shock, "You weren't aware?!" she exclaimed, her voice a gradual crescendo, "You usually won't even look at me without making some snide remark, and often do without having to look at me. You hide and sometimes destroy my possessions, and spread horrible rumors about me all over campus. And now you claim you DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE BEING NICE?!?!"

Glinda took a subconscious step back. Elphaba did look terrifying and if that wasn't enough, all the light bulbs in the room popped. "Please calm down."

Elphaba took several deep calming breaths, "It is a valid question. You go cavorting around with that Winkie prince, you say horrible things about me to fill your spare time and steal my stuff, why the sudden civility?"

Glinda thought. If Fiyero had only just arrived then they were not friends yet. But only just. And the only reason that had happened was because Elphaba had believed in her good intentions. So- "I have reached a conclusion Miss Elphaba."

Elphaba smirked at the big word coming from the blonde and crossed her arms, "Yes?"

"I have concluded that, given that we will undoubtedly have to share a room at least until the end of the year, we should declare a truce."

Elphaba raised an eyebrow, "A truce?"

"Yes. A truce, it seems we a destined not to get on, me with my dresses and you with your books. But the least we can do, as roommates, is promise not to destroy each other's possessions."

Elphaba smiled slightly, "All right. I won't destroy any of your possessions, not that I did before." She smirked, "And you do the same for me."

Glinda smiled, "Thank you Miss Elphaba. Now I have to go."

Elphaba inclined her head slightly, "Good day Miss Galinda." Maybe she's not as airheaded as I thought…

Glinda met her Elphaba back at the abandoned building half an hour after they left. "Did you find anything?"

"No. All I saw was Doctor Dillamond." Glinda sensed the sadness behind this.

"He's okay Elphie, in our time he's getting better."

"I know. It's just weird seeing him again. Did you find anything?"

"Only a younger you."

"Ah. How- um, how was she?"

"Amazingly cold at first. Then she managed to burst every light bulb in the room because I was apparently being nice, and eventually calmed down."

Elphaba smiled slightly, "I remember that. It was a few days before the party at the Ozdust. You tried to declare a truce, and then later in that day you stole my books. Again."

Glinda cringed, "I said I was sorry!"

"Not as sorry as you will be, Miss Galinda!" A new voice rang out, echoing through the empty building. The windows smashed above them, showering both witches with glass and through the window came Madame Morrible, once again floating on her black clouds.

"Morrible!! You can't beat us! You might as well give yourself up and go to jail!"

Morrible smiled maliciously at the green girl, "Oh, can't I dearie?" With that she opened a large ratty brown tome that she was carrying and began to chant. Glinda gasped.

"That's the Grimmerie! How did you-"

Morrible laughed, "There's more than one way to skin a cat Glinda dear!"

Elphaba had begun chanting as well, as frantically as she could. Suddenly the room began to spin.

"Elphie what's happening?"

"Hold on!"

Suddenly the three of them were again flung into the ether.

a.n. I know. Another cliffhanger. And for that I'm dreadfully sorry. I was going to explain what happened, but it would be lame to do it now, and I don't want to keep you waiting on this chapter any longer. So here it is.

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