My buddy "Denpa Wave Chick Saki" co-wrote this with me. Enjoy!
"Galinda, let go! I don't dance!"
"Elphaba, come on! We made a deal! You were the one who said that you wanted to learn."
"I-I must have had a brain lapse!" Elphaba strained against the petite blonde. "I forgot how terrible I am!"
"That's what I'm here for. I am going to make you not so terrible."
"Nooo! You can't make me!"
"Elphaba, please? Do it for me?" She gave the brunette a pout.
Elphaba made the mistake of looking at her. She groaned. "Fiiiiinnneeee..."
"Yay! Thank you, Elphie." The blonde clapped her hands in excitement. "Okay. So do you remember the position I showed you after the Lurlinemas ball?"
"Nnn...yes." Elphaba placed her hand gently on Galinda's back, her face growing dark, as she took Galinda's hand.
"Good. But I think you should learn the girl's part first, so we're going to switch." She brought Elphaba's hand to rest on her own upper arm, as she placed her hand on the green woman's upper back. "Now pretend I'm taller...and a guy," she giggled. "Follow me."
Elphaba's face grew darker. "You're too pretty to be a man..." She looked down at their feet, hoping she wouldn't step on Galinda as they moved.
"Awww...thank you, Elphie." The blonde blushed as well, feeling a sudden onslaught of butterflies in her stomach. The feeling grew stronger, as the two girls naturally drew closer as they danced. Galinda tried to shake the feeling away. What in Oz do you think you're doing? Elphaba is your friend! Your FEMALE friend. You shouldn't be feeling things...sexual things...like this towards her. This... She happened to look up at Elphaba at that moment. But she looks so...beautiful...and those lips...I just want to- NO! Stop this, Galinda! She's your friend! Only that!
Elphaba became aware that Galinda was staring at her. "Um...am I doing something wrong?" she asked, though the nervous feeling in her stomach told her that she didn't mind Galinda staring at her. I'd like to just stare at her too... The green woman berated herself for those thoughts. Galinda is the heiress of Oz! There is nothing you have that she would want, so stop this! We're friends...just be thankful for that.
"I...um...sorry." She blushed and looked down. "You're doing very well."
"Thanks...I don't really believe you, but thank you anyway." Elphaba stared back down at their feet as they continued, wishing all her feelings would stop tumbling over one another and just tell her what she wanted! "S-so...what are your plans...for today?"
The blonde gave her a smile. "Teaching you to dance, of course. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be almost as good as me."
"I highly doubt that...n-not because you're not a good dancer, or teacher! It's just...me..." Elphaba shook her head, trying to focus.
"Elphie, it's okay. I know what you meant. How about we take a break and go grab some lunch?"
"Y-yes. That sounds...like a good idea." Elphaba broke away from the blonde, allowing their hands to linger perhaps a few seconds too long. She looked away, rubbing the back of her neck.
Galinda blushed, turning away to grab her bag. "Are you ready?"
"Yes...I am." Elphaba held the door for the blonde, following her out and towards the dining hall.
When they arrived, Galinda picked up a tray and turned to the green woman. "So what would you like to eat, Elphie?"
The green woman sighed. "You know I can only eat salad at lunch time...they don't serve any other non-meat items."
"Well, I wasn't sure. For all I know you may have felt like some fruit instead." She turned with a shrug to start gathering food onto the tray.
"True, but you eat with me every day. I always get the same boring thing," Elphaba said with a slight smile, as she followed the blonde. "You should expect it by now."
"You never know. You might have decided to change your boring ways." She threw a grin back at the green woman.
"Keep dreaming. I'm not that exciting. Routine is my life; that's hard to break, you know." After paying, they moved to sit down.
Galinda slid Elphaba's food over to her. "Here you go. One boring salad for the stick in the mud." She grinned at her.
The green woman's shoulders drooped. "I'm sorry..." She pushed a lettuce leaf around with her fork. "Luckily, it looks like a distraction from boring me is coming."
A tray suddenly slid next to Galinda's. "I'm so glad I caught you for lunch today, Miss Galinda!" Boq said, sitting beside her.
The blonde's eyes widened for a second, before she turned to the munchkin with a smile. "Why, hello there, Master Boq."
"I was hoping that you wouldn't have plans tonight..." Boq started, and Elphaba prepared herself for the question he had asked so many times before. "But perhaps you and I could go out to dinner in town?"
"I..." Galinda thought back to what she had been feeling in the dance studio. Maybe I need a distraction from these...feelings that are starting... She took a deep breath before giving Boq another smile. "I would love to join you, Master Boq." There was a loud clatter, as Elphaba's fork fell from her hand, skittered across the table, and fell to the floor. Her face turned dark green, as she mumbled some sort of apology, leaning down to retrieve it.
"R-really?" Boq sounded surprised, but a smile crossed his face. "Wonderful! Oh, I'm so glad! What time should I pick you up? What should I wear? On, but what are you wearing? My outfit has to compliment yours!"
The blonde gave a quick thought. "How about you pick, Boq? Just let me know."
"I think red...no blue! Yes, blue is quite nice! O-okay! I'll pick you up at seven! Oh, I have to go get ready!" The munchkin rushed off.
Elphaba fumed under the table. Why was Galinda agreeing to this? She had always turned the munchkin down before. Was she really that desperate? Elphaba thought they had settled this matter! Besides, what did Boq have that she didn- No. No, she couldn't think like that! Elphaba started to sit up, and she cracked her head on the table in the process, causing all the silverware to rattle.
Galinda jumped at the sudden shake in the table. "Oh, Oz! Elphie, are you alright?"
Elphaba sat up with a groan, rubbing her head. "I'm fine..." She set her fork on the table. "Why did you say yes?" she asked, hiding her bitterness.
The blonde sighed. "I...I don't know. I feel sorry for him. What's the harm in at least giving him a chance...right?"
"A pity date? Galinda, that's worse than-" Elphaba caught herself and sighed, standing up. There was no reasoning with the blonde. "I'm not hungry." She picked up her tray.
Galinda looked up at her in shock. "Elphie? Where are you going? What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong," Elphaba replied, her voice strained. "I'm just not hungry...I'm going to dispose of this and then wait for you to finish so we can return to our room."
"I...it's okay." Galinda quickly re-gathered her things. "I'm ready to go now."
"Fine." Elphaba dumped her untouched food, before she started from the hall, crossing her arms uncomfortably. She knew she shouldn't be mad at Galinda; the blonde was only being nice. What was so wrong with that? Because I want her to be that nice to ME. Elphaba kicked a rock in frustration, forcing her brain to shut up. "Will you want to be alone on this outing?"
"Elphie, what's wrong? Why are you so upset?"
"I'm not upset!" Elphaba protested, a little louder and harsher than she had intended, as she turned on the blonde, fists clenched tightly. "I'm just...not sure...why you're doing this."
"It's...it's like I said: I want to at least give him a chance."
"But why? Ozdamnit, why?" Elphaba realized she was shouting and backed off, shaking slightly. "I...I'm sorry."
"Elphaba, I'm just...I'm trying to be nice. Is that so bad?"
"N-no...of course not..."
"I'm sorry, if I upset you, Elphie."
"No...it isn't you." Elphaba continued walking to their room, and, when they arrived, she sat on her bed with a sigh. "You never answered my question though: do you want my company tonight or not?"
Galinda went into her closet, starting to look around for a blue dress to wear that night. "You don't have to, Elphie."
"Well, I'm going anyway. I just ask to sound nice," Elphaba said, making sure Galinda wasn't looking before she pulled out one of her golden knives and began cleaning it.
"Elphaba, maybe it's best if you don't go. I don't want to, you know, emotionally scar Boq for the rest of his life."
"All right, Galinda. You can go into town alone with a boy...when my skin stops being green."
"Elphie, please..." She held up two dresses in front of her, trying to decide which one to wear.
"Galinda, I am not leaving you alone with him. I'll wait outside if you want, but I am not staying here!"
The blonde gave an exasperated sigh. "Fine. You can stay outside, but that's it."
"Oh, may I? Thank you oh so much, your most royal Ozness," Elphaba spat, grabbing a book and opening it angrily.
"Ozdamnit, Elphaba! What the hell is your problem? What did I do to make you hate me so much?" She threw down the dresses and stormed out of the closet towards Elphaba, getting in her face.
Elphaba looked up at the blonde, and her mouth opened to reply, but instead, a sob suddenly caught in her throat. "I don't...hate you," she said, covering her face with her hands.
The blonde blinked in shock. "I...Elphie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."
Elphaba shook her head. "I...I'm sorry I'm overreacting...I just...I can't stand to see you hurt...and I don't want...a repeat of Fiyero..."
"Oh, Elphie." She pulled the green woman into a hug. "You don't need to worry about Boq. First, he's not a jerk like Fiyero, and second, I don't see this going too far. I don't really like him like that at all. I'm just trying to at least give him a chance."
Elphaba nodded as she returned the hug tightly. "Just promise me...you'll be careful...and don't hesitate to call me for anything."
Galinda reached up to give Elphaba a lingering kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for caring, Elphaba." She stepped back with a blush, realizing what she had just done. The blonde quickly disappeared into her closet to finish preparing for dinner. Elphaba put a hand to the spot, a blush creeping across her own face. She buried her nose back into her book, but the thoughts running through her head drowned out any of the words that she tried to read.
"I-I do hope you like this restaurant, Miss Galinda. I'm sure it isn't nearly as fancy as anything you're used to," Boq stammered, as he pulled Galinda's chair out for her. Outside, Elphaba leaned against the wall, rubbing her frigid hands together as her breath made small clouds in the chilly night air.
The blonde gave him a smile, tucking her shimmering blue dress underneath her, as she sat down. "I'm sure everything will be fine, Boq."
Boq sat across from her, his chair scraping along the floor as he scooted closer eagerly, a grin on his face. "I hope so." He picked up his menu and disappeared behind it. "Again, I'm so terribly sorry to hear about Fiyero. It wasn't right of him." A clearing of the throat. "So...does anything catch your eye?"
Galinda picked up her own menu to look at it, setting it back down soon after. "What's usually the best thing here?"
"O-oh...umm..." Boq set his own menu down, his face coloring. "I...I wouldn't really know. I don't come here often...I hear their filet mignon is...excellent..."
"Oh, okay. I suppose I will give that a try then." She gave him a smile. Boq's face colored further, and he disappeared behind his menu again. Soon after, the waiter came by and took their orders, creating a silence between the two. "So...um...it's a lovely night tonight. Thank you for inviting me." The munchkin nodded, fiddling with his tie.
The conversation remained sparse, and, near the end of dinner, a gentle hush fell over the slight chatter as eyes fell on the green woman making her way through the maze of tables. Elphaba saw Galinda and grunted, "Don't worry. Bathroom," as she passed.
Galinda rolled her eyes with a smile. She unknowingly turned to keep her eyes on the green woman as she left the room, admiring the way her body moved as she walked. I shouldn't feel like this. She's my friend. Nothing more. She turned back to her date, only to be surprised when a certain munchkin pressed his lips against her own. After recovering from the initial shock, Galinda returned the kiss, even going so far as to deepen it a little. I do not like her. I like boys. I am a normal girl who likes boys only and not girls.
Elphaba fixed her belt and had just left the bathroom when her eyes fell on a certain couple locked in...a kiss. The green woman felt as though she had been punched in the stomach; there wasn't enough air in the room. She felt like crying, but she didn't really know why. She should be happy for Galinda, not...jealous? Elphaba swiped at her eyes quickly, as a warning to any tears that might spring up before she left the building in a rush, almost barreling over a waiter in the process. She leaned against the wall outside, trying to calm herself down and catch her breath.
Boq pulled away from the blonde, his head spinning. "M-Miss Galinda...I..."
"Boq...can...can we...go back now, please?" Galinda looked down at her lap, unable to meet the munchkin's eyes. The entire time that the two of them had kissed, the blonde had been imagining that the lips she had been kissing were the green luscious ones that she found herself fantasizing about more and more as each day went by.
"S-sure...of course." Boq paid the check and led the blonde outside, where Elphaba was waiting. The green woman looked up as they approached, but couldn't meet Galinda's gaze. She instead fell in step behind them as they walked back to Shiz, her hands in her pockets.
The entire walk back to Shiz, the blonde kept her gaze down on her feet. When the finally reached Crage hall, Galinda dodged another kiss from Boq, instead giving him a quick kiss to the cheek. "Thank you for dinner, Master Boq. I'll see you around." She turned around, nearly fleeing up to their room.
Elphaba followed her at a slower pace, closing the door behind her as she entered their room. The green woman undid her cloak and tossed it onto her bed. "You two seemed awfully familiar...I do wonder what I missed." The blonde was on the floor of her closet, leaning back against the wall with her arm covering her eyes. "Galinda?" Elphaba followed the sound of her breathing and found her in the closet. She squatted beside her. "Please don't tell me I have to go beat someone up."
She shook her head. "No. It's just...Oz, I was so stupid."
"For kissing him?"
Galinda looked up at her with a slight wince. "You saw that?"
Elphaba nodded slowly. "I...I didn't mean to...but why'd you do it?"
"I don't know. I turned around, and he kissed me before I could react and...and I didn't have the heart to push him away," she lied.
"I see...Well, judging by the way you're acting...you didn't fully enjoy it." The green woman tried to smile.
The blonde shook her head. "No. I didn't. You don't think...he'll take that as an encouragement for his...affections...do you?"
"I thought you knew more about men than me," Elphaba said, placing a hand on the back of Galinda's head and pressing her forehead against the blonde's. "I don't know Glin..."
Galinda blushed ferociously. "Oz, I really hope he doesn't."
"Galinda...you may have to confront this problem head on. I can't scare every man away."
"I know," she sighed. "I just hope this won't become a problem in the first place."
"I had hoped so too...but it's too late now. We must adapt and overcome." Elphaba gave the blonde's forehead a kiss. "Come on. Let's get you off the floor and ready for bed."
Galinda nodded and stood up, brushing herself off. "I think I'll take a quick bath first, though." She gathered up her nightclothes and went into the bathroom to turn on the tub's faucet. The blonde set her nightdress on the counter before starting to strip out of her blue dinner dress, forgetting that the bathroom door was still open.
"Do you need anyth- any...ahhh..." Elphaba had turned just as the blonde's dress pooled at her feet, leaving her exposed. The green woman felt her face grow hot. She had seen Galinda naked before, so this was nothing new! But she's so beautiful... Elphaba was finding it impossible to look away. The blonde still hadn't noticed the door. She turned off the tub and slowly lowered herself into the hot water with a sigh of contentment. Elphaba felt an odd stirring inside of her, and her face grew darker still. She couldn't take this anymore! "Nnn...Galinda...door!" She lunged forward, slamming it shut, her chest heaving.
Galinda jumped, trying to cover herself despite the fact that it was far too late for it. She curled into a ball, blushing even more than before.
Sarima knocked on the door to Fiyero's room, crossing her arms in frustration and impatience. This was not working out as she had planned. What was taking the green woman so long to realize her mistake? She had to admit, perhaps Fiyero had not been the best choice for jealousy, but he had connections with that...blonde, so he was better than any, she supposed.
The blonde prince opened the door with a grin. "Hello there, gorgeous. So good to see you." He pulled Sarima into his room and leaned down to suck on her neck.
Sarima held back her disdain and, instead, put a slight smile on her face. "Yes...I feel the same about you." She pushed the prince to sit in an easy chair, positioning herself to sit on his lap. "So...whyever did you invite me at such a late hour?" she asked, putting on an air of innocence as she ran a hand down his shirt, twirling her finger around a loose thread.
Fiyero pulled her closer to give her a lingering kiss, his hands roaming down to grip her bottom. "I think you can figure it out..."
Only the one intention of EVERY man... "Oh, but Master Fiyero...the things people will say...I could get in so much trouble for sneaking in here, you know." Sarima ran her hands through his hair before they moved down to begin undoing his shirt. She did her best not to shudder, as she ran her hands down his bare chest...his flat, bare chest...
The blonde grinned at her. "We're going out, aren't we? People already know what we do...and as for sneaking in here, well, you're already here, so you might as well stay and have a little fun..." He pulled Sarima's shirt over her head.
"I suppose so." Sarima undid the prince's belt before she stood with a grin, making her way seductively into the bedroom...and also using this time to grimace to herself. It would be worth it if it meant getting Elphaba back. Fiyero eagerly followed, stripping his shirt off as he went. He pinned the brunette up against the wall in the bedroom, kissing her deeply. Sarima almost slapped him for that, but she held herself back. It's all for Elphaba...this means nothing... She undid his pants and pushed them down. "Well...I apologize for my body making you act like this...perhaps I should just leave."
Fiyero slipped off Sarima's skirt and growled in her ear, "You're not going anywhere. You see what you do to me?" He took the brunette's hand and wrapped it around his penis with a moan.
Sarima was immediately repulsed, and she almost yanked her hand away. She considered storming out right then and there, but she had come this far...So, the brunette, instead, stripped off her underwear with her free hand and guided the prince inside her, inhaling sharply at the slight pain.
The prince gave another moan of pleasure, sliding himself further into Sarima. He pulled one of her legs up around his waist, giving himself better access. Fiyero's hand started massaging the brunette's breast. "Oz, you feel as amazing as usual."
Sarima tried to hide her boredom, as she let Fiyero do his usual thing. It was the same every time; nothing ever changed. "Oh, yes, Fiyero...fuck me hard." What? She had to keep him entertained somehow, though with his ego, she was sure he hardly noticed her reaction.
Fiyero stopped slowly sliding in and out of the brunette, instead beginning to pick up the pace, thrusting harder. He picked up her other leg to wrap it around his waist as well, leaving him as the only thing holding her up. The brunette wrapped her arms around him, clinging to him as if in heightened sexual pleasure, but honestly, he had dropped her before, and she did not want to spend another night with an ice pack to the back of her head. After a few more minutes, she began to moan in a way that told the prince she was near her climax and he needed to wrap this up.
"Oh, Oz! I'm going to come so fucking hard!" His thrusts grew harder and faster. Finally he threw his head back as he came deep inside of Sarima.
Sarima cried out as well but only to keep up appearances. Her grip didn't loosen, as she felt the prince's hot breath on her neck, causing her to shudder in disgust. "That was...very pleasing, Fiyero."
"Just 'pleasing'? Perhaps I need to fuck you again..." He grinned at her.
Oz, she did not want to go through that again! "Fine. You caught me. It was thoroughly enjoyable." She leaned in to kiss him, her legs stretching towards the ground, as she only trusted this moron for so long.
Fiyero didn't set her down, instead moving over to lay her down on the bed and crawling on top of her. "I'm afraid that 'thoroughly enjoyable' isn't good enough. I'm already hard for you. I need to have you again." He started thrusting into her again.
Sarima set her jaw, biting back her response. She closed her eyes, as the dull headache she'd had earlier began to rear its ugly head. Still, she was glad to be lying down at least, as her lower back had been sore for most of the day. "Well, by all means...take me."
"Gladly." The blonde's thrusts grew harder. It didn't take him long to come inside of Sarima again. He held himself just over her, not sliding out of her.
Sarima looked up at him, a smirk playing across her lips. "Awww...tired already?" she taunted, her headache beginning to scream at her.
Fiyero grinned down at her. "With a body as spectacular as yours beneath me, I'll never be tired. Would you really like me to go again?"
"As much as I would love to go all night, I really don't feel terribly well...I would much rather rest and you can try again tomorrow morning."
The blonde laid down on his back next to her, pulling Sarima on top of him. "You should sleep here for the night."
Normally, she would have protested, but her head felt as though it was about to split open, so she just laid it down on the prince's chest with a sigh. "That sounds...wonderful." Fiyero pulled the covers of the bed over them and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. As Sarima drifted into sleep, she imagined it was Elphaba holding her close. Soon...soon she would have the green woman again...
The feeling of her stomach performing flips the next morning woke Sarima, and she tore herself away from Fiyero, rolling to the floor and scrambling for the bathroom She made it in front of the toilet just as her stomach surrendered its contents. The prince sat up groggily, looking in the direction of the bathroom. "Sarima? What're you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" she retorted weakly, a shiver passing through her body and bringing up a second wave of regurgitation.
"Oz, really? Well, why is this happening?"
Sarima flushed before she stood, stumbling back into the bedroom, all pleasantry gone from her face. "Oh, you dolt. Doesn't anything get through that thick head of yours? You've been fucking me for almost a month! What happens when a man fucks a woman, you idiot?"
That made the prince snap completely awake immediately. He scrambled out of the bed, his face pale. "No no no no. You must be wrong. It couldn't be that."
The brunette glared up at him. "I tried ignoring it too, but it's happened. You managed to do it, so congratulations."
"Fuck! We...we need to keep this quiet. I cannot let this get out."
"Ha! Of course that's your first thought; protect the reputation you've so carefully purchased. And how do you think I feel about this? I'm not exactly looking to be branded a whore, you know!"
"You don't get it, do you? As the prince of the Vinkus, if I get any woman pregnant before I'm married, I am required by law to marry her."
Sarima felt her heart drop. "Wh-what? Fiyero, that isn't funny!" She slammed her fist into his chest. "Don't say that to me! Don't tell me we have to...NO I WON'T DO IT!"
"Do you see now why we can't let this get out? This is not just about my reputation!"
The brunette began to hyperventilate. "I...I think I need to leave...before I have another...episode..." She turned away from him, a hand to her head. "Elphaba..." she moaned.
"Elphaba? What the hell does she have to do with this?"
And the brunette snapped. She whipped back around to face him. "Did you actually think I was attracted to you? Did you think this whole time I let you fuck me because I enjoyed it? You. Disgust. Me. I used you, Fiyero, to get at Elphaba, who is the only object of my desire. If you had just stayed with that dumbass blonde, instead of being a manwhore, I would still have my Elphaba! And now I'm stuck with an uninvited guest...and a terribly unsatisfying prospective husband."
Fiyero's jaw dropped. "WHAT? You're a fucking homo? With that thing? Why does it seem like that green skinned freak keeps ruining things for me?" He turned and slammed his fist into the wall.
Sarima bristled at that, and she closed the gap between her and the prince, punching him hard enough to give him a black eye. "Don't you dare talk about Elphaba like that! I would much rather have her fingers deep inside me than your sorry excuse for a dick!" She gathered her clothes, slipping back into them. "We're done...I will keep my silence...and you yours...and our actions need never come to light." And then she was gone. Fiyero gave a shout of frustration.
If there was one thing that spread faster than wildfire, it was gossip in Shiz. It didn't take long for the news of Sarima and Fiyero breaking up to get around, and rumors soon started flying.
"Well, that hardly lasted," Elphaba said one day in class, turning the page of her book.
Galinda nodded her head, never looking up from her page of sketching. "Did you really expect Fiyero to stay in a long-lasting relationship? He's probably still feeling stifled from ours, and he couldn't stand it anymore."
Elphaba snorted in amusement. "I suppose...well, he is going to make his wife very unhappy someday, if he keeps that up."
Sudden whispers and giggling caught her attention, and Elphaba cast a glance up to see a tired looking Sarima entering. The green woman almost felt bad for her; she had never seen the brunette like this, with her face so pale and hair dull and listless. Sarima flopped down in her seat, and Elphaba quickly looked back at her book to avoid any awkward moments.
The blonde happened to glance up in time to see Sarima walk in as well. "Oh, Oz, she looks horrible."
"I know...I feel bad for her..." Elphaba refused to look back at the brunette, afraid of what new pain it would unearth.
"I wonder what's been going on with her." Galinda looked back down at her sketching.
"I have heard...rumors that she may be...well...providing for another..."
"What? You mean she's..." She realized that she was speaking rather loudly and lowered her voice to a whisper, "...pregnant?"
Elphaba gave the blonde a look at her loud tone. "That is the general rumor...but I honestly don't know. One would have to ask her, to find out for certain."
The blonde started sketching again. "Well, I suppose we'll just have to live with the rumors. There's no way that I would ask her." Elphaba looked up again before she stood uncertainly. Galinda looked up at her. "What are you doing?"
"I...I feel like...I owe it to her..."
"Owe it to her to do what? Are you...are you going to ask her?"
"I don't know...I just feel bad. I mean, look at her. I know what it feels like to be...well...ostracized. And she looks so miserable." Elphaba took the first hesitant step towards Sarima's desk.
"Elphaba, are you sure about this?"
"No..." The green woman looked at Sarima one last time, before she sat back down.
"I...I understand if you want to see how she's doing."
"I don't know what I want anymore...perhaps it is best for Sarima and I to stay out of each other's lives, as we are doing now."
Galinda reached over to give the green woman's hand a squeeze with a reassuring smile. "Elphie, I know that I may personally not have really liked Sarima all that much, but she was your friend. It isn't good to just ignore each other and hope for the best."
"Things are just...tense between us, and I don't know if they can be fixed now, especially if she's...pregnant. It's easier to just...stay away."
The blonde sighed. "Alright, Elphie."
"Before you wanted me to have nothing to do with her; now you want us to reconcile. Make up your mind."
"I already admitted that I may not like her, but you shouldn't let me get in the way of your friendships."
"Galinda, I don't know...if Sarima was ever my friend." She squeezed Galinda's hand a little tighter, looking up at her. "Not like you..."
"Alright, Elphie. I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to."
"Thank you." Elphaba smiled, but that soon turned into a scowl as her eyes fell on the next person who came in. "Speaking of people we should be making up with...it looks as though someone is coming to apologize, if he knows what's good for him."
Galinda looked up to see Fiyero making his way over towards them. "Um, hello, Master Fiyero. Is there something I can help you with?"
The blonde prince looked almost nervous, as he approached them. "Do you think it might be possible for us to talk alone, Galinda?"
Elphaba glared up at him, but in an uncharacteristic show, she stood. "I suddenly feel the need to urinate." She passed by him, growling, "Five minutes," before she left the room.
Fiyero slowly sat down in Elphaba's vacant seat, taking Galinda's hand gently in his own. "I'm sorry for what I did to you, Galinda."
The blonde looked away from him. "Yes, you should be sorry, Fiyero. You were a complete asshole to me."
He sighed. "I know I was. Look, I realize that I was completely wrong. I, of all people, know my own habits. I admit that I'm a rather bad womanizer. I should have realized it wouldn't change, and I never should have dragged you and your feelings into it. I'm sorry."
Galinda couldn't help but soften at his pleas. "It isn't just your fault, Fiyero. I knew what you were like too, but I thought that I might be able to change you. I hoped, but it was never enough. I have nobody to blame but myself."
From where she sat, Sarima watched the two, her eyes narrowing. Though she couldn't hear what they were saying, she could tell by their expressions what was going on, and yet again, Galinda Upland had come out on top. She had Elphaba, and now the apologies of her once boyfriend, who didn't get her pregnant. It was almost too much for the brunette and she looked away angrily, her pen snapping in her hand.
"I lied. I didn't really have to go that much," Elphaba announced from across the room as she returned, trying to give the two the added privacy, if needed.
Galinda gave a smile. "How about we're just friends now? You can be like...like my big brother," she giggled.
The prince grinned back. "And you can be my little sister...my very tiny and sexy little sister who I have to beat all of the boys away from to protect her virtue."
The blonde rolled her eyes. "Oh, no you don't. Elphaba does that enough already. Between the two of you I will never get another boyfriend!" she laughed.
"I hear merriment!" Elphaba approached the two. "Am I to assume we have come to a truce?"
Galinda smiled at her. "It is safe to assume so, yes. Elphie, I would like you to meet my adopted big brother."
Elphaba looked at the prince, blinking once. She crossed her arms, tapping her foot. Finally, she said, "I'll keep preparing the meals, but you have to do your own laundry mister."
Fiyero chuckled. "Yes, mother dearest."
Elphaba rolled her eyes. "While I don't exactly like that nickname, it is better than what you have called me before. In fact, this may be the most decent thing you've said to me."
After a pointed look from Galinda, he sighed. "Look, seeing as you two are friends now, it seems that we will be seeing a lot more of each other. It might make it easier on both us if we don't hate each other. I'm sorry for what I've done to you in the past. So...truce?" He held his hand out to Elphaba.
The green woman's eyes narrowed, and she bit back her sarcastic reply. Instead, she took his hand and shook it. "Fine...but don't think this doesn't mean I still won't beat your ass in a second if I need to."
Fiyero nodded with a smile. "I wouldn't expect anything less from you."
"Good." She released his hand. "Now get out of my seat before I sit on you."
"Oh, yes!" The prince quickly stood up. "I...I guess I'll see you ladies later." After giving a nod of his head to both of them, he went to take his seat.
Elphaba sat down with a "hmph". "I still don't fully trust him...that was too fast of a turnaround..." She didn't mention that this was making her exceedingly nervous. What if he wanted Galinda back? Oh Oz...what if she wanted him back? Elphaba wasn't sure if she could survive that again.
"Elphie, I'm so sorry. It's just...he apologized, and I wanted him back in my life. We use to have so much fun together, and I missed it."
Elphaba sighed. "I...please don't replace me," she said almost inaudibly.
The blonde's jaw dropped, and she quickly gathered Elphaba into a tight hug. "Oh, Elphie, I could never replace you. I had fun with Fiyero, yes, but he's more like a big brother to me now. The kind of brother who says he loves his sister, and we have fun together, but it's not like either of us are going to go out of our ways to spend every moment together." She giggled. "You're my best friend, and you have been there more for me than anybody. Here. Let me tell you a little piece of advice I've learned recently." With a grin, she whispered in the green woman's ear, "Chicks before dicks."
Elphaba stared at the blonde, wondering if she had really just heard what she thought. "Galinda..." She smiled slightly, embracing the blonde back before sitting up. "You made that up just now, didn't you?"
Galinda shrugged. "Maybe I did, but the message is still the same."
"Yes, I suppose it is." She straightened her glasses as the lecture began, though her face was still slightly darker green than usual.
Galinda didn't pay much attention during most of the lecture, sketching in her sketchbook instead. The green woman glanced over at her occasionally, before she finally reached over and put a tiny dot in the corner of Galinda's paper. The blonde gaped at her, sticking her tongue out at her as well.
Elphaba stuck her tongue out back with a grin, putting two more dots on Galinda's page. Galinda slid her sketchbook as far from the green woman as she could, hunching over it protectively. Elphaba laughed and chose to instead use her pen to put dots on Galinda's bare arm. The blonde downright glared at her, scooting her chair further away. The green woman rolled her eyes, but she went back to her notes...right after putting a dot on the tip of Galinda's nose. Galinda gave her a quick kick underneath the table. Elphaba yelped and jumped, which resulted in her getting ink on her own arm. The blonde giggled and returned to her sketching.
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