"Couldn't keep your mouth shut, Marillot?" Fiyero's mother turned to her husband with cold eyes.
"I was jus' playin' around, Baxiana!" The man leaned back, throwing his hands up and looking to his sons for support. But now four pairs of eyes bore into him.
Marillot sighed and got up. "I'll go talk to her." His wife stood.
"No, I will talk to her. You've done quite enough, my dear." Baxiana's blue eyes blinked up at him, and he cleared the rest of the dishes without another word.
Fiyero placed his head in his hands and sighed. "This wasn't supposed to happen."
"Of course not, sweetheart." Fiyero's mother smiled sweetly and massaged his shoulders. "Just let me speak to her. I know this is hard for you."
"She's the one, mom." Fiyero looked at his mom with teary eyes. "I know it. Elphaba and I...we've been intimate. But I don't think she sees how much I love her. I was going to ask her to marry me soon...and now it's all ruined."
"Is it?" Baxiana rubbed her son's arm and looked deep into his eyes. "If she really loves you, then won't she accept this family for what we are-freaks?"
Fiyero laughed and pecked his mom on the cheek. "Please at least convince her to stay for dessert."
The Tiggular mother stroked his hair and smiled more brightly, lighting up her beautiful face. "That I believe I can do."
Elphaba stood at the end of the rocky path, waiting for the carriage to arrive. It had been only ten minutes, but it felt like hours. She wanted to get away from Fiyero as soon as possible. It wasn't that she didn't love him...it was just that he'd hadn't brought her to places she felt like she had a good time at. The only date she'd liked was when he confessed his love to her. The thought made her heart bloom.
"May I join you?"
Elphaba turned at the velvet angel-like voice come from steps behind her. Fiyero's mother was truly a beauty, but now Elphaba found everyone in Fiyero's family terrible.
"I'm sorry my husband caused quite stir tonight, love. He loves to play around." Baxiana's mouth turned to a thin line. "He can get on everybody's nerves if he's not careful."
Elphaba crossed her arms around her lean body and stared at the ground. "I want to leave."
"I do not blame you." Baxiana stepped close and took Elphaba's hand in hers. "Tell me something, please. I promise, it's not too personal."
Elphaba waited and sent a glance behind her back for the carriage. "I suppose."
"Do you love Fiyero?"
Elphaba slid her hand out of the woman's and moved away. "Not tonight, I don't. I do not love him with my whole heart. He's not very kind."
"He is not?" Baxiana's blond eyebrows rose. "Isn't that what love is, my dear? In the centre of it all, Fiyero's heart and your heart combine. Is there love? If you truly love him, you get annoyed a myriad of times, I promise you. To me, it sounds like your love for him is everything."
Elphaba paused and looked up to see the carriage arriving.
"Staying for dessert, miss Elphaba?" Baxiana smiled. "Do you love my son?"
Well, if trouble came with love...
Elphaba smiled. "Absolutely."
So so so so so sorry this is so short! I have to go see a play soon, and I wanted to give you all the next chappie before I left. See you again for the next (longer) chapter, my pretties!