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"instruction"
Fiyero stared, perplexed, at the mess on the floor. A bewildering assemblage of parts stared back at him. How he was supposed to turn this disaster into a functioning cupboard, he didn't want to think about. But he'd promised Elphaba he'd do this today.
You could read the manual, a traitorous voice whispered.
Hours later, he hung his head in his hands, contemplating the terrifying and hopeless contraption he'd built. The door opened, and Fiyero looked up like a puppy awaiting a beating as his wife entered the room.
A smile played on Elphaba's lips. "You could've read the instructions."