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Elphaba spent the entire morning abed, complaining of stomach cramps.

"It's because, darling Elphie, you spent all of yesterday throwing up." Glinda stroked Elphaba's hair and made up her mind to get Elphaba awake. "Let's get something to eat."

"Nooo, Glinda, I'm sick." Elphaba protested, but Glinda pulled her roommate up by the shoulders and dragged her to the bathroom to get ready. After several protests about makeup and clothing, Elphaba was outfitted in a regular black dress and cloak, with no makeup like Glinda wanted.

The cafeteria was less rowdy and not as excitable as usual, the girls conversing quietly. When Elphaba and Glinda walked through the door, the entire hall went silent. All eyes were on the pair, and only Glinda's hand on Elphaba's back propelled her forward.

"Oh Oz, Glinda, I can't do this. I feel sick again." Elphaba complained, trying to backtrack with Glinda's hand stopping her.

"Come on, Elphie, you've got to eat. You'll waste away." Glinda pushed and pushed, finally forcing Elphaba into the lunch line.

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"Glinda, please, please don't make me do this. I think I'm going to be sick!" Elphaba turned her face from the food presented to her. Syrupy cider, fresh, cold apples, a sandwich layered with turkey and lettuce. "All I can think of is Doctor Dillamond!" Elphaba shoved at the tray, which did not crash on the floor as Glinda had expected, but stayed steadfastly stuck to the sheets, as Glinda had hoped it might, for some odd reason.

"Did I do that?" Glinda looked amazed at the extent of her powers already.

"Don't make me eat it." Elphaba poked at the tray, which still stubbornly sat. Glinda clapped her hands excitedly.

"Okay wait Elphie, pick up the apple and throw it at the wall on the count of three, all right?" Elphaba sighed and picked up a fairly good sized red-yellow apple, preparing to heave it at the blue wall across from the bed.

"Ready when you are." Elphaba raised her eyebrows, aiming for the spot right above Glinda's pillow.

"Three...two...one!" Glinda concentrated with all her might on making the apple stick to Elphaba's hand. With one great thrust, Elphaba hurled the apple at the wall, where it splattered sickeningly and dripped onto Glinda's pillow. Glinda shrieked and Elphaba suppressed a cackle at the result.

"My apple!" Elphaba feigned anger that her apple had been ruined so.

"My pillow!" Glinda was infuriated. "Why did you do that!" Elphaba turned to the girl with a look on her face that clearly stated, "You have absolutely no brains to speak of."

"Glinda, you have absolutely no brains to speak of. You told me to throw the stupid apple!" Elphaba stalked to Glinda's bed, lifting the mess of pips and mush. She let it drop with another muffled splat to Glinda's pink sheets, making the shorter girl shriek again.

"ELPHABAWHATAREYOUDOING!" Glinda's face turned a bright red and her sentence was skewed together, as if she couldn't find the time to add pauses because she was so ablaze with anger. Elphaba merely cackled with laughter, spreading the mush around the sheets with increasing glee. Glinda raised her hands and a hot white bolt of light burnt the ceiling directly above her.

"Oh, Glinda, this is too much fun." Elphaba lifted the mush covered, slightly wet, smelly sheets and let Glinda stare at them.

"Elphie, I've no other sheets!" Elphaba grinned.

"Looks like you'll be bunking with me for a while, then."

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