Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked nor do I own Sisters Grimm. I really wish I did though.
Opening Night
Everything was in place and we were doing everything tonight. Everything! I was in the dressing room putting on my final makeup. The auditorium was packed and everyone in Ferryport Landing had come to see the show. Mortals related to other mortals in the play also came. It was like…Gershwin Theater come to the small town nobody knows about.
"Are you ready to fix everything that you messed up?" asked Daphne. I gave her a withering glare but nodded all the same.
"Yes but where is my costume?" I snapped. I was irritable at this point and Kathleen rushed in, quickly. She was holding my first Shiz uniform. The one outfit I hated the most. My makeup was already on and my hair was braided.
"I have the glasses as well. Why isn't Daphne in costume? Where's Fern! Is her hair done?" shouted Kathleen. She was worried sick and everyone knew that if the costumes weren't correct, everyone would blame her. She'd done all the designs herself and had only a small group to help her. But she sure got it done. Fern rushed in and was breathing hard.
"I. Just. Got. Away from an angry mob. I was going to see Puck but they stopped me" Fern said. I smirked as they slid the costume on me.
"Then they did their job. They obviously support him and me more than they support you and him. So leave him alone. Daphne, go put your costume on" I commanded. Fern glared at me and Destiny wrapped her hair up, put it in a cap and placed a wing of tight curls on her head.
"Okay…now this what we're going to do. You're going to put on your Shiz skirt, shoes, and bodice under the Bubble Gown. It's going be hot but you're going have to deal. Chop, chop" Kathleen said. I sat in a chair as Delilah painted my legs the green color. Fern gasped.
"I'm the star of the show! Why should I feel uncomfortable?" demanded Fern. Kathleen glared at her and snorted.
"Suck it up! Now put the clothes on" Kathleen snapped. Fern flinched and Kathleen helped her slide on the clothes. Though I hate to admit it, she looked very pretty. The dress was actually two parts. The bodice was sparkly and very beautiful. The skirt was like individual layered petals. They placed a necklace on her that was all sparkly and had a teardrop jewel hanging from it. Finally, they placed a crown on her. By the time I finished inspecting Fern, Daphne was dressed.
"It's almost time!" shouted Ms. Gravel from outside the door. My eyes widened and I quietly hyperventilated. There were people out there. From New York City. Ms. Gravel had called them and told them how great actors we were. Stupid and crazy woman!
"Breathe, Sabrina. Breathe! You're turning…never mind" Daphne said. Oh the irony. She can be so immature sometimes. Kathleen was still jotting out things on her iPhone. She looked completely and positively terrified.
"Fern! Remember that you're change is supposed to be a ten second change. You just slide your jacket on and wait until you're called out, you got that?" asked Kathleen. Fern didn't nod for fear of her wig—ha, she's wearing a wig—coming off.
"Yes, Kathleen" Fern snapped. In her eyes was the tiniest bit of fear. But I guess even a drama queen like her can be a little nervous about things like that. I suppose.
"Daphne, do you have your wand?" I whispered. She nodded, slowly and I leaned in, quietly.
"Then…you make sure that witch doesn't get near Puck unless on stage. Got it?" I hissed, quietly. Daphne slipped her wand from her vest and nodded. She waved it and muttered something intelligible.
"Got it. The deed is done and the spell cannot be uncast by anyone except us" Daphne said. I laughed but it turned into more of a cackle. Everyone turned to look at me and Fern sneered at me.
"Witch!" she snapped. I gave her a pleasant smile and nodded.
"Thank you" I said. She rolled her eyes and Vanessa straightened her night gown. Her flaming red hair looked nice and I sighed once again. The door slammed open and I saw Red. She had on a headset and she was muttering things to it. She was wearing all black and unsurprisingly a black cape.
"Four minutes until show time! Go Fern go!" Red shouted as she looked at her watch. Fern stood up and rushed to the stage. She went behind the curtain and I followed her out. She stepped on this machine that was supposed to resemble a bubble. I watched and stepped behind the screen. Someone rushed over with my hat and cape. They slid it on me and I waited.
"It's almost time. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! Go!" Red said. Suddenly the loudspeaker came on. I think it was a recording of Arthur's voice. In a very strict and professional voice with little feelings that is.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this performance of Wicked. We remind you that the taking of photographs is strictly forbidden. Also, please take this opportunity to turn off all cell phones, pagers, and beepers. We thank you for your cooperation and hope you enjoy the show." It stopped and suddenly there was silence. I looked at Red and she gave me a thumbs up.
I could do this!
I think…