A/N: Pah, figures. I complain about my inspiration disappears, and bam, I get inspiration for another drabble less than an hour later xD. I guess being sick or staying up late helps? Whatever :P.
047. Sick
Rating: K+
"You're sick," Galinda observed, something eerily akin to a smirk appearing on her face.
A proud sniffle met that pronouncement. Elphaba replied with as much dignity as she could muster, "No, I'm not. I don't get sick."
Galinda giggled. "Elphie, your nose is as close as it can get to pink, you're congested, and you look like a train ran over you in your sleep. You're sick." There was a long pause as both girls half-heartedly glared at one another. Elphaba finally broke eye contact as she sneezed, and Galinda giggled again. "Get in bed. I'm taking care of you."
