Disclaimer: Not mine. 'Wicked' belongs to Gregory Maguire.
009. Months.
Pending
It had been months since the Witch's departure.
Elphaba -- Not Witch, she doesn't like Witch. Elphaba. Liir kept correcting himself. But, come think about it, that was the name she had wanted everyone to call her. Would she like it better if he called her that too?
"Dear, is that cheese ready? It's always good to have cheese for unexpected visitors." Nanny kept ranting about. She was insane, or had gone completely nuts over the past months; she couldn't walk, and almost all of her sight was gone too. She kept complaining about having to do everything by herself and something about a certain Melena? Liir wasn't quite sure. But she was mad beyond reason, that he was certain of.
"The cheese, boy, the cheese!"
Liir sighed and turned to the window. The only company left was a crazy old woman, and a clattery monkey who couldn't even pronounce his name. Monkey.
It had been months since the Witch's departure. Month's since he had seen her fly off on her broom to the East somewhere. And what long months had those been.
A/N: I took some liberty with this drabble, when referring to time issues. Nothing major, though.
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