Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own WICKED..............as far as I know.
Chapter 3
Glinda lifted off the ground as Elphaba watched from a window. She was now in Fiyero's room. It was dark but she could still make out Fiyero's shadow on the bed. He was writhing in pain, constantly twitching and trying to find a comfortable position. Elphaba kneeled next to his side and put her hand on his. Again he twitched and she jumped. She removed her hand and looked at it. It wasn't red with blood as it usually was. Maybe the ailment was lifting? She carefully put her hand down again. "Fiyero," she began, "I know you told me to never reveal I was still alive, but I had to get help. I found Glinda and she's gone to get the Grimmerie." As if it was a response, Fiyero once again moaned in pain. "I don't know what this is, but I promise I'm going to fix it. I swore I'd never do good again and it's simply because of reasons like this." Elphaba pet Fiyero's hand and it began to bleed again. She gasped, and began to speak again, "I know I shouldn't do this, but I have to try." She closed her eyes and began to whisper a spell she remembered from the Grimmerie, "Eleka nahmen nahmen ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen." Fiyero went quiet. Elphaba stared at his body. He was still breathing. "Fiyero?" There was no answer. "Finally, maybe something good I've done." She yawned and fell asleep, leaning on Fiyero's bedside.
Meanwhile Glinda had made it to her own castle; an elegant white structure that was engulfed in pink and blue flowers. "Now let's see. How did Elphie do this?" Glinda said to herself as she was making her way towards the wall. She brought herself down to a foot and let her feet dangle but at the last second as she was getting nearer to the wall she flinched and threw herself into a bush. "My Oz, how does she make it look so easy?" She said standing up. She looked at the bush which was totally destroyed from breaking her fall. "Hmm, I should probably water that." Without thinking anything else of it, she entered her castle and began her ascent to her library.
Inside were thousands upon thousands of books. On one shelf was a book that read, 'Glinda, the Great Witch' and another that was called, 'Yellow Brick Roads and Other Colorful Pathways'. Glinda picked a book up off the shelf. She opened the cover and read the synopsis: A boy discovers he is a wizard after his parents are killed by an evil wizard and has to spend his life under a staircase with a nonmagic family. He must go to a special magic school where he makes new friends, plays Quidditch, and must battle the evil wizard himself... She closed the book. "Really should read that one," she said and continued her search for the Grimmerie.
She finally came upon it on the top shelf. It was completely dust covered and a spider crawled over it. "Maybe I should have been using this more often." She looked out the window. It was now pitch black out. "How can Elphie possibly expect me to come now? I need my beauty sleep!" She began to walk to her room with the book in her arms. She opened her bedroom door. The room was exactly what one would expect from Glinda. The walls were bright pink and her bed was fuzzy. Her closet was huge and included only shoes and her fanciest of clothes. Glinda threw the book on her bed, only to realize the mistake she had made by putting the disgusting thing where she would later be sleeping. On one wall was a towering mirror which she looked at herself in. "Oh, Glinda you are so beautiful!" she said to herself. Sticking out of the closet was a sparkly yellow dress. Glinda sighed. It was this same dress she had worn the day Elphaba got the evil broom. "Oh Elphie, I can't keep doing these favors for you!" She looked at her bed with the book and sighed again. Picking up the book, she made her way to the door and down the stairs where the broom was waiting for her.
Chapter 3
Glinda lifted off the ground as Elphaba watched from a window. She was now in Fiyero's room. It was dark but she could still make out Fiyero's shadow on the bed. He was writhing in pain, constantly twitching and trying to find a comfortable position. Elphaba kneeled next to his side and put her hand on his. Again he twitched and she jumped. She removed her hand and looked at it. It wasn't red with blood as it usually was. Maybe the ailment was lifting? She carefully put her hand down again. "Fiyero," she began, "I know you told me to never reveal I was still alive, but I had to get help. I found Glinda and she's gone to get the Grimmerie." As if it was a response, Fiyero once again moaned in pain. "I don't know what this is, but I promise I'm going to fix it. I swore I'd never do good again and it's simply because of reasons like this." Elphaba pet Fiyero's hand and it began to bleed again. She gasped, and began to speak again, "I know I shouldn't do this, but I have to try." She closed her eyes and began to whisper a spell she remembered from the Grimmerie, "Eleka nahmen nahmen ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen." Fiyero went quiet. Elphaba stared at his body. He was still breathing. "Fiyero?" There was no answer. "Finally, maybe something good I've done." She yawned and fell asleep, leaning on Fiyero's bedside.
Meanwhile Glinda had made it to her own castle; an elegant white structure that was engulfed in pink and blue flowers. "Now let's see. How did Elphie do this?" Glinda said to herself as she was making her way towards the wall. She brought herself down to a foot and let her feet dangle but at the last second as she was getting nearer to the wall she flinched and threw herself into a bush. "My Oz, how does she make it look so easy?" She said standing up. She looked at the bush which was totally destroyed from breaking her fall. "Hmm, I should probably water that." Without thinking anything else of it, she entered her castle and began her ascent to her library.
Inside were thousands upon thousands of books. On one shelf was a book that read, 'Glinda, the Great Witch' and another that was called, 'Yellow Brick Roads and Other Colorful Pathways'. Glinda picked a book up off the shelf. She opened the cover and read the synopsis: A boy discovers he is a wizard after his parents are killed by an evil wizard and has to spend his life under a staircase with a nonmagic family. He must go to a special magic school where he makes new friends, plays Quidditch, and must battle the evil wizard himself... She closed the book. "Really should read that one," she said and continued her search for the Grimmerie.
She finally came upon it on the top shelf. It was completely dust covered and a spider crawled over it. "Maybe I should have been using this more often." She looked out the window. It was now pitch black out. "How can Elphie possibly expect me to come now? I need my beauty sleep!" She began to walk to her room with the book in her arms. She opened her bedroom door. The room was exactly what one would expect from Glinda. The walls were bright pink and her bed was fuzzy. Her closet was huge and included only shoes and her fanciest of clothes. Glinda threw the book on her bed, only to realize the mistake she had made by putting the disgusting thing where she would later be sleeping. On one wall was a towering mirror which she looked at herself in. "Oh, Glinda you are so beautiful!" she said to herself. Sticking out of the closet was a sparkly yellow dress. Glinda sighed. It was this same dress she had worn the day Elphaba got the evil broom. "Oh Elphie, I can't keep doing these favors for you!" She looked at her bed with the book and sighed again. Picking up the book, she made her way to the door and down the stairs where the broom was waiting for her.