Note: Thanks to my very great friend Tucker's Mayflower for giving me some of the ideas in this chapter. YOU ROCK! Gives Mayflower brownies

Also, I don't go to college yet, so I'm not sure if college people have classes on Sunday...But there's a pretty funny reason why in this story.

Onto the story!


The next day was Sunday, which was the day the cooking class was to begin their three-course meal project. Elphaba, Boq, Galilnda, and Fiyero were putting on their aprons and hats (Except for Elphaba, who rejected the idea of wearing a cheap paper hat and decided to wear her witch's hat).

"Elphaba, why are you wearing your witch's hat in cooking class?" Galinda asked.

"Why not?" Elphaba answered. "Who says I can't wear my hat in cooking class?"

"The Fashion Laws of Cooking said so!"

"Galinda, there are no fashion laws of cooking."

"Yes there are."

"Whatever. Anyway, do you all remember what you're going to do?"

The other three nodded.

"Okay, get the pots and pans out. We need a frying pan, a pasta pan, a brownie pan, and a salad bowl."

Galinda took out a small plastic container that had the words 'Oz Whip' on it.

"Salad bowl." Galinda told Elphaba.

"Galinda, that's not a salad bowl." Elphaba replied. "That's a container of Oz Whip."

"Well what kind of deranged freak puts the Oz Whip in the pan holder?"

"Leave that out; I need that." Fiyero said as he took the container away from Galinda.

"Well what am I supposed to put the salad in?" Galinda protested.

"In a SALAD bowl." Elphaba replied, taking out a small brown bowl and handing it to Galinda.

"And what are YOU going to do, Elphie?"

"I'm doing the main course with Boq."

"But you have to boil water."

"That's why I'm wearing gloves."

Elphaba showed off her hands, which had oven mitts on them.

"Why do you need gloves?" Boq asked.

"I'm allergic to water, remember?" Elphaba answered.

"Sure you are..." Boq said.

"I AM!"

"Prove it!"

"I'm not proving it!"

"You're too scared to prove it!"

"No, if I proved it, I'd be all over the floor!"

Boq looked at her confusingly.

"I'd melt..." Elphaba told him. "You know, like if you put chocolate in a microwave on high for five minutes?" (A/N: Kids, DO NOT try this at home! )

"Sure you do." Boq said.


"BOQ, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Elphaba asked as she saw him making the meatballs.

"Making meatballs..." Boq answered confusingly.

"With what?"

"With meat...They're called meatballs because you use meat."

"I knew that. But why? What if it was an Animal's meat?"

"It's not Animal meat..."

"Okay, just checking."

Elphaba sighed in relief. Things were going good so far. Everything was all under control. She was sure this was going to get an A plus for this.

She thought a bit too soon.

Galinda noticed the salad was a bit watery.

"How am I supposed to get all of this water out?" She thought. "Maybe if I put them in the oven, the water will evaporate! Galinda, you're a genius!"

Galinda put the salad in the oven and turned it on.

"Fiyero, are those brownies in the oven now?" Elphaba asked Fiyero.

"No, I'm still mixing." Fiyero answered.

Elphaba turned around and looked inside the oven.

"GALINDA, WHY DID YOU PUT THE SALAD IN THE OVEN?"

"That's how you get the water out of it, isn't it?" Galinda asked.

"YOU USE A STRAINER!" Elphaba yelled at her, taking out a strainer. "THIS! YOU USE THIS, NOT THE OVEN!"

"Well exuse me for not knowing!" Galinda replied as she took the strainer.

"You don't need it now, you took the water out and then some!" Elphaba said as she took it back.

"What else can go wrong?" Elphaba thought.


A while later, the brownies were in the oven and the spaghetti was in the pot. Elphaba began to think that even with the salad now cooked, she can still probably get her and her partners a high B, maybe a low A, if they were lucky.

"The brownies are done!" Fiyero announced as he took the brownies out of the oven and began to cut some squares. "Anyone want to try some?"

The three each took one brownie.

"Mmmm mmmm mmm-PLECH!"

The three spat out the brownies.

"Fiyero, what did you put in them?" Elphaba asked.

"I put the stuff that was on the box!" Fiyero answered. "And I added the secret ingredient!"

"And what's the secret ingredient?" Elphaba dared to ask.

"Salt!" Fiyero answered.

There was silence for about three seconds, and then Elphaba completely lost her mind.

"WHAT KIND OF DERANGED FREAK OF NATURE PUTS SALT IN BROWNIES?" She screamed at him.

"My mother." Fiyero answered. "I only put in a pinch!"

"Fiyero, let me ask you something...DO YOU KNOW WHAT A PINCH IS?"

"A pinch is a pinch!"

And Fiyero pinched her. Elphaba took out a frying pan and was about to smack the living daylights out of Fiyero, but decided not to.

"Well, even though we have salted brownies and cooked salad..." Elphaba said. "We should still get at least a B with the spaghetti, right?"

Boq, who was apparently trying to use Galinda's magic to make the spaghetti cook faster, poked Elphaba from behind.

"Elphaba," Boq began. Elphaba began to get nervous.

"Boq, you didn't. Don't tell me you pulled a Galinda...Of all of Oz, please tell me you didn't."

"I suppose you wouldn't want to turn around, then."

Elphaba turned around, and saw what looked like a spaghetti monster.

"BACK! BACK!" Galinda yelled, smacking the monster with her wand. "BACK, I SAY!"

Elphaba ran over and joined Galinda by smacking it with the frying pan she had.

"WHERE'S MADAME MORRIBLE WHEN YOU NEED HER!" Elphaba shouted.


Meanwhile, in the teacher's lounge, all of the teachers of Shiz were sitting on an overstuffed couch wearing jerseys. One thing was for sure; Super Bowl Sunday in Oz was a very important time of the year.

"I still cannot believe the Munchkinland Midgets made it!" Doctor Dillamond said, sporting his Munchkinland Midgets jersey.

"Celebrate while you can." Madame Morrible said to the Goat. "The Emerald City Packers are sure to win!" The cheesehead hat she was wearing fell off, but she picked it up and put it back on.

A couple of teachers agreed and disagreed with her.

"You just like the Packers because they wear green." Doctor Dillamond protested.

"No, I've been a Packers fan my whole life. I was born a Packers fan!"

"I still think they're going to lose..."

"Oh shut your mouth, Goat Man!"


A/N: Heh heh...Chapter 5 will be up sooner, I promise. And you've just got to love cliffhangers!