After the Melting
Fanfiction by J. Thorne
Disclaimer - I don't own anything but the plot. Don't sue me!!!
Chapter 6
Their lives couldn't be happier. For the first two years in their new home, they kept to themselves. Fiyero went into town only when necessary, and brought back what little news they had to Elphaba. Together they talked about everything and anything, enjoying their company and the little bit of heaven they had found.
When they felt it was safe, Fiyero took Elphaba into the village. She was greeted by curious stares, but no one seemed hostile. There were small children playing in the street, and none seemed at all disturbed by her green skin. Many people waved to Fiyero or smiled kindly, as though he were one of them. Elphaba only hoped that one day, she would be as well accepted as he was.
They arrived in front of a stately looking building that seemed somewhat out of place in such a cozy village. Its walls were painted a bright white and long columns accented the lavish doorway. Fiyero chuckled at Elphaba's expression of amazement.
"This is the mayor's household. I figured he would be the best person to go to for a marriage. He's a sweet, elderly man...a bit talkative, but I think that will lead to an enjoyable ceremony," Fiyero told her. He gently took her hand and led her up the steps.
The ceremony was indeed lovely. The mayor was only too happy to marry Fiyero and Elphaba, and clapped merrily once they had tied the leather bands of marriage around each other's wrists. He then spent many hours talking with Elphaba, curious to find out everything there was to know about the girl whom Fiyero had always referred to as "My Fabala." He saw nothing strange about her at all, and seemed ecstatic when Elphaba told him that she wished to come into town more often now.
"Of course, my dear, of course! Everyone will love you! Such a caring, sweet girl – who wouldn't love you? Come now, let's introduce you to the town!"
Elphaba looked a bit overwhelmed – but happy nonetheless – when the mayor practically dragged her out and started introducing her to the villagers. Fiyero stayed by her side, clearly amused by the attention Elphaba was getting.
The villagers seemed cautious of Elphaba at first (well, who wouldn't be cautious of a green girl?), but once they started talking, they warmed up to her immediately. The children of the town were eager to meet this newcomer, and each welcomed her as if it were the most important thing they would ever do. Elphaba amused the children by making their marbles and jacks float high above their heads. That evening, the entire village had a feast to celebrate Fiyero and Elphaba's wedding. Finally, after many hours of celebrating, they returned to their house on the outskirts of the village.
"Welcome home, my wife," Fiyero said to Elphaba, sweeping her into his arms. Laughing, she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Welcome home, my husband," she responded, giggling. He laid her down onto their bed and sat down next to her.
"Did you have a good day? I told you that the villagers were friendly," Fiyero started, brushing her hair away from her face. Elphaba slipped her hand into his and kissed him softly on the lips.
"It was the best day of my life. Now I know you're mine, and nothing's ever going to change that. I wouldn't care if the villagers hated me, as long as I married you. You're all I've ever wanted. The fact that they seem to adore me is simply an added plus."
"I've always been yours. Even if we never married, I'd be yours, and I'll be yours until the day I die," Fiyero told her, to which Elphaba responded with a passionate kiss. Fiyero then slipped into bed with her and pulled her to him in a crushing embrace.
Fanfiction by J. Thorne
Disclaimer - I don't own anything but the plot. Don't sue me!!!
Chapter 6
Their lives couldn't be happier. For the first two years in their new home, they kept to themselves. Fiyero went into town only when necessary, and brought back what little news they had to Elphaba. Together they talked about everything and anything, enjoying their company and the little bit of heaven they had found.
When they felt it was safe, Fiyero took Elphaba into the village. She was greeted by curious stares, but no one seemed hostile. There were small children playing in the street, and none seemed at all disturbed by her green skin. Many people waved to Fiyero or smiled kindly, as though he were one of them. Elphaba only hoped that one day, she would be as well accepted as he was.
They arrived in front of a stately looking building that seemed somewhat out of place in such a cozy village. Its walls were painted a bright white and long columns accented the lavish doorway. Fiyero chuckled at Elphaba's expression of amazement.
"This is the mayor's household. I figured he would be the best person to go to for a marriage. He's a sweet, elderly man...a bit talkative, but I think that will lead to an enjoyable ceremony," Fiyero told her. He gently took her hand and led her up the steps.
The ceremony was indeed lovely. The mayor was only too happy to marry Fiyero and Elphaba, and clapped merrily once they had tied the leather bands of marriage around each other's wrists. He then spent many hours talking with Elphaba, curious to find out everything there was to know about the girl whom Fiyero had always referred to as "My Fabala." He saw nothing strange about her at all, and seemed ecstatic when Elphaba told him that she wished to come into town more often now.
"Of course, my dear, of course! Everyone will love you! Such a caring, sweet girl – who wouldn't love you? Come now, let's introduce you to the town!"
Elphaba looked a bit overwhelmed – but happy nonetheless – when the mayor practically dragged her out and started introducing her to the villagers. Fiyero stayed by her side, clearly amused by the attention Elphaba was getting.
The villagers seemed cautious of Elphaba at first (well, who wouldn't be cautious of a green girl?), but once they started talking, they warmed up to her immediately. The children of the town were eager to meet this newcomer, and each welcomed her as if it were the most important thing they would ever do. Elphaba amused the children by making their marbles and jacks float high above their heads. That evening, the entire village had a feast to celebrate Fiyero and Elphaba's wedding. Finally, after many hours of celebrating, they returned to their house on the outskirts of the village.
"Welcome home, my wife," Fiyero said to Elphaba, sweeping her into his arms. Laughing, she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Welcome home, my husband," she responded, giggling. He laid her down onto their bed and sat down next to her.
"Did you have a good day? I told you that the villagers were friendly," Fiyero started, brushing her hair away from her face. Elphaba slipped her hand into his and kissed him softly on the lips.
"It was the best day of my life. Now I know you're mine, and nothing's ever going to change that. I wouldn't care if the villagers hated me, as long as I married you. You're all I've ever wanted. The fact that they seem to adore me is simply an added plus."
"I've always been yours. Even if we never married, I'd be yours, and I'll be yours until the day I die," Fiyero told her, to which Elphaba responded with a passionate kiss. Fiyero then slipped into bed with her and pulled her to him in a crushing embrace.