Safety. Safety was gone. Gone like all possibilities of dreams coming true. They say happy is what happens when all your dreams come true. "But," Glinda thought, "I am happy." She gazed over at Elphaba, who was hard at work, making a plan to bring down the Wizard's regime. She smiled warmly at her good friend. Elphaba was the brains of the duo. Glinda carried out most of their plots that dealt with people, since people tended to be kinder to her beauty than to Elphaba's verdigris.
Elphaba noticed she was being watched. "What?" she asked but Glinda just shook her head. "What?" This time there was a hint of exasperation in her voice.
"Nothing," replied Glinda. "Just thinking.." With this, she turned and walked out of the room.
"Strange girl, that blond," Elphaba murmured absent-mindedly.
"I heard that!" Called out Glinda's voice shrilly. But she didn't really seem upset, and Elphaba giggled to herself. After stifling her laughter, she went right back to work. She must finish this stratagem, and make an alternate plan in the event that it doesn't work.