We are back with Wicked! So many chapters to go and so many months to do it in. ;) After this chapter? 12 or 13 more chapters to go. Hope you like 'em.

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Kris thanked Kristen repeatedly who just smiled before returning to her seat. "Did it work?" Brenna asked as she joined Kris' side.

She nodded. "We're getting there."

"Kris, I'm sorry, but I gotta go. The con is starting and the girls are waiting for me outside."

"But...okay. Yeah, go." Kris said before turning back to the play. Brenna hugged her from behind. "Thanks. I'll see you next week." she said before running off.

Kris watched her go before turning back to the ply with a scowl on her face.

The students are all sitting in Dr. Dillamond's class when Rogue enters the room in...well...something that looks like Glinda would wear. She faces towards the crowd and away from the students as she flips her hair. No one notices Remy walk up behind her until she turns and slightly screams. "What?"

"Nothing...it's just...you've been "Galinda-fied". Toss, toss." he mocked before seriously saying, "You don't have to do that, you know?"

Rogue glared at him as they sat down and Piotr, as Dr. Dillamond, rushed in. "Alright, take your seats, class! I have something to say and very little time to say it. This is my last day here at Shiz. I am no longer permitted to teach. I want to thank you for sharing your enthusiasm, your essays, no matter how feebly structured, and even, on occasion, your lunch."

Just then Storm rushed in and said, "Doctor Dillamond! I'm so DREADFULLY sorry!" (- SHE IS A LIAR! LIAR, LIAR, LIAR!)

Rogue stood and walked towards them. "Madame, we've got to do something."

"Miss Elphaba, they can take away my job, but I shall continue speaking out."

Just then a scientist, Roberto, came in with two guards, Pietro and Evan. "Come on, Goat." Lance said while Pietro and Evan started taking him away.

"They are not telling you the whole story! Remember that, class! Remember that!" Piotr exclaimed as they dragged him out. He is gone.

Rogue looks at where he had left before turning to Storm. "Miss Elphaba, there is nothing we can do. Please take your seat."

"Good afternoon, students!" Lance said as he entered with a cart.

"Good afternoon." Storm said before exiting.

"Every day, with every tick of the Time Dragon Clock, in every corner of our great Oz, one hears the silence of progress. For example: this is a cage." he said while pointing to it. A cloth was draped over it. He removed it to reveal a lion cub puppet inside. Actually...it looked like a tinier version of Sabertooth. (THANK YOU FORGE!) "Now, we will be seeing more and more of them in the near future. This remarkable innovation is actually for the Animal's own good..."

"If this is for his own good, then why is he trembling?" Rogue asked angrily.

"He's just excited to be here, that's all." Lance said before hitting the cage. Sabertooth wimpered and trembled more. "Now, as I was saying, one of the benifits of caging a Lion cub while he is young is that he never, in fact, will learn how to speak."

"What!" she asked in shock while Lance motioned for kids to come up. All did except for Remy as he stood a bit aways from Rogue.

"That's right! Come closer!" Lance encouraged.

Rogue turned to Remy. "Can you imagine a world where Animals are kept in cages and they never speak?"

"Now, he may seem a bit agitated, but that's easily remedied."

"What should I do?"

"I don't know." Remy said with a shrug as they looked at Lance and the students.

"Well, somebody has to...DO SOMETHING!"

Sparks began to fly everywhere as a crazed music began and the students and Lance started to "dance" unconctrollably. "What's happening?" Remy asked as he looked at them with wide eyes.

"I don't know...I got mad and..."

"Alright, just don't move!" he said as he hurried to the cage and grabbed it. "And don't get mad at me...Are you coming?"

She nodded and ran off stage with him. The others continued dancing, every once in a while a few disappeared offstage. When no more were on stage, Orla moved the background offstage and changed it to a cornfield with a bridge above.

Remy and Rogue ran onstage right and to downstage left. The lion cub's cage was still in Remy's grasp as they ran down the stage. "Careful! Don't shake him!"

"I'm not!" he said in a frustrated tone.

"We can't just let him loose anywhere, you know. We have to find someplace safe..."

He put the cage down in a huff. "Don't you think I realise that? You must think I'm really stupid or something!"

They were now inches apart and too close for Rogue's liking. She walked around him as she said, "No, not really stupid."

She knelt beside the lion cub's cage as Remy watched her. "Why is it that every time I see you you're causing some sort of commotion?"

"I don't cause commotions, I am one." she said while looking to the ground.

He snorted. "That's for sure."

She rose in frustration and glared at him. "Oh! So you think I should just keep my mouth shut? Is that what you're saying?"

He shook his head. "No, I'm..."

"Do you think I want to be this way! Do you think I want to care this much! Don't you know how much easier my life would be if I didn't!" she asked angrily.

"Do you ever let anyone else talk?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, sorry..." she said. Before hhe was about to talk she held up a finger. "But can I just say one more thing? You could've just walked away back there."

"So?" he asked while crossing his arms.

"So, no matter how shallow and self-absorbed you tend to be..."

"Excuse me, there's no pretense here. I happen to be genuinely self-absorbed and deeply shallow." (We ALL know that's the truth. He's REMY LEBEAU for crying out loud.)

She shook her head. "No you aren't. Or else you wouldn't be so unhappy."

"Fine, if you don't want my help..." he said before starting to walk towards stage exit right.

"No, I do!" she said as she caught his hand. Remy looked at her hand before their eyes locked. After a moment Rogue took her hand from his and walked back over to the cage. She knelt beside it before saying, "Poor little thing, its heart is trembling...I didn't mean for..."

He walked closer to her and knelt on the otther side of the cage. "What DID you mean to do? Why was I the only one you didn't do it to?"

Their eyes met again and they both froze. Rogue saw a "cut" on his face and touched it. Remy didn't do anything. "Oh look, your bleeding...it must have cut you." she said while referring to the lion cub.

He shrugged and didn't take his gaze from her. "Yeah...or maybe it scratched me." he said before Rogue lowered her hand.

Remy stood and took the cage. "I better get to safety...I mean the cub..." he said as he backed away. "Get the cub to safety."

He walked off stage left while Rogue whispered, "Fiyero..."

A soft music started up as Rogue stood and walked down center stage. Airin started up rain holograms and it looked as if Rogue was getting drenched. "Hands touch...eyes meet...sudden silence...sudden heat. Hearts leap in a giddy whirl...he could be that boy, but I'm not that girl."

As she sang this, Remy and Kitty walked along the metal bridge further back. They met in a kiss as Rogue watched. When Kitty pulled away she walked off and Remy looked at Rogue. After a moment he followed Kitty and Rogue returned her attention to the crowd. "Don't dream too far. Don't lose sight of who you are. Don't remember that rush of joy. He could be that boy, but I'm not that girl. Every so often we long to steal to the land of "what-might-of-been". Buit that doesn't soften the ache we feel when reality sets back in. Blithe smile, lithe limb. She who's winsome...she wins him. Gold hair with a gentle curl. That's the girl he chose...and heaven knows I'm not that girl. Don't wish, don't start, wishing only wounds the heart. I wasn't born the rose and the pearl. There's a girl I know...he loves her so. I'm not that girl..."