CRASH! Elphaba wished with all her might that she could shatter like
the plate. As the shards came showering down on her, she felt them slice
her skin. How wonderful it must be to be glass. Crystal-clear, no
imperfections. No heart to break, just unclouded, brilliant glass. But she
wasn't glass. She was Elphaba. No, she wasn't even that anymore. Elphie was
dead. This hideous green creature was nothing. She was Wicked. And she was
far from perfect; she was mysterious, no one really knew her, her façade
was a misty, cloudy one that no one seemed to be able to see past. She was
just green fog. Worst of all, she did have a heart to break.
"GRAHHHH!" Fiyero lunged at the scarecrow with all his strength. He was in training to be one of the Wizard's guards, a position he loathed, but at the same time wanted so much it almost hurt. But not as much as it hurt to know the one he loved didn't love him. She was so perfect, so beautiful, so above him. But it was for her (well, both girls, really) that he was going through this. Of course, he didn't needed training. He was a hunter and fearless protector of his tribe in the Vinkus. But it was good to have something to get his frustration out on.
"FIYEEEERO!" Elphaba wailed. He could never love her. How could he possible be attracted to the frog next to the golden goddess that Glinda was? Though Glinda hadn't said anything about it, Elphie was sure there was something between the two. They made a beautiful couple; the contrasts of Fiyero's brown skin and decorative sapphires with Glinda's fair skin, blonde hair, and pink clothes. Green doesn't go well with anything.
After training, Fiyero slumped in a dark corner of his apartment. He had never been in love before. He was married, although it was a prearranged and loveless marriage, and obviously, he had been attracted to other women, but he never felt like this before. There was a burning sensation in his chest that he felt whenever he thought about her. When he could actually see her face, he felt unbelievably happy, like a high that hits hard and fast, leaving you slightly disoriented. When he remembered he had no chance with her, he felt physical pain; like his heart and brain would simultaneously explode. He didn't know what to do with himself. Emotionally. Physically, of course he could relieve himself a little of his anguish. After this, he cleaned himself up, put his guard uniform on and headed out. He was working the night shift at Wizard's palace. He had to get his mind back to work. He had a mission for Elphaba tonight.
Elphie dried her face, and put some oil on it to soothe the burns from the tears. Hopefully they wouldn't be noticeable to Glinda. Cleaning up the glass, she thought about the near future. Tonight Fiyero was working the night shift. She had him looking for things that might be important: plans, maps, anything that would let them know what he was up to next, and more importantly how they would be able to stop him. She had assassination in mind, but she hadn't told the other two that yet. Elphaba had also asked him to free the Animals and snow monkeys the Wizard had captive, but she was skeptical about whether he would actually do this. She didn't understand how she could love someone so much who thought so differently from her and who was clearly inept in areas she considered so important.
"GRAHHHH!" Fiyero lunged at the scarecrow with all his strength. He was in training to be one of the Wizard's guards, a position he loathed, but at the same time wanted so much it almost hurt. But not as much as it hurt to know the one he loved didn't love him. She was so perfect, so beautiful, so above him. But it was for her (well, both girls, really) that he was going through this. Of course, he didn't needed training. He was a hunter and fearless protector of his tribe in the Vinkus. But it was good to have something to get his frustration out on.
"FIYEEEERO!" Elphaba wailed. He could never love her. How could he possible be attracted to the frog next to the golden goddess that Glinda was? Though Glinda hadn't said anything about it, Elphie was sure there was something between the two. They made a beautiful couple; the contrasts of Fiyero's brown skin and decorative sapphires with Glinda's fair skin, blonde hair, and pink clothes. Green doesn't go well with anything.
After training, Fiyero slumped in a dark corner of his apartment. He had never been in love before. He was married, although it was a prearranged and loveless marriage, and obviously, he had been attracted to other women, but he never felt like this before. There was a burning sensation in his chest that he felt whenever he thought about her. When he could actually see her face, he felt unbelievably happy, like a high that hits hard and fast, leaving you slightly disoriented. When he remembered he had no chance with her, he felt physical pain; like his heart and brain would simultaneously explode. He didn't know what to do with himself. Emotionally. Physically, of course he could relieve himself a little of his anguish. After this, he cleaned himself up, put his guard uniform on and headed out. He was working the night shift at Wizard's palace. He had to get his mind back to work. He had a mission for Elphaba tonight.
Elphie dried her face, and put some oil on it to soothe the burns from the tears. Hopefully they wouldn't be noticeable to Glinda. Cleaning up the glass, she thought about the near future. Tonight Fiyero was working the night shift. She had him looking for things that might be important: plans, maps, anything that would let them know what he was up to next, and more importantly how they would be able to stop him. She had assassination in mind, but she hadn't told the other two that yet. Elphaba had also asked him to free the Animals and snow monkeys the Wizard had captive, but she was skeptical about whether he would actually do this. She didn't understand how she could love someone so much who thought so differently from her and who was clearly inept in areas she considered so important.
