A/N: I'd like to thank you guys for being patient yet again! This is a teensy bit of filler, really, but yay for an update, no? I'd especially like to thank MG87 who has not failed to comment on each chapter I put up. Thank you!
"Mmhmm, come 'ere Effie." Glinda slurred. "Kiss is for Effie." Elphaba put a finger to Glinda's lips to silence her and reprimanded the drunken girl in a harsh whisper.
"Nanny and Nessa are probably asleep by now. Shhh!" Nanny, who had declined a third bottle of wine and taken Nessa back to the room, appeared in the doorway and frowned.
"Nessa is a very light sleeper, Nanny hopes you girls know." Elphaba nodded fervently, glancing at Glinda. Nanny nodded knowingly and shut the door behind her. Glinda had suddenly taken it upon herself to pull Elphaba's finger into her mouth and make sure that not a single inch was dry.
"Glinda, dear, that tickles, please stop it." Elphaba whispered in Glinda's ear. Glinda made her way to Elphaba's bed and flopped down onto it.
"Bedtime?" Elphaba sighed and nodded, not even bothering to get undressed. Glinda, already totally unconscious, would have to sort out her own clothes in the morning.
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"Good morning to you, Glinda." Elphaba whispered into her roommate's ear.
"Good what?" Glinda groaned and put a hand to her head. Elphaba climbed out of bed and opened the window, making Glinda throw an arm up to shield her eyes. "Sweet Lurline, Elphie!" Glinda whispered hoarsely. Elphaba closed the window again, letting the darkness permeate the room again.
"You were so drunk last night." Elphaba laughed. "But get up, it's Wednesday and you're going to be late for sorcery." Glinda scrambled up and threw on a fresh pair of clothes, frowning at her horribly wrinkled old outfit.
"Why did you let me sleep in my clothes?" Glinda held up the wrinkled shirt.
"You looked so peaceful!" Elphaba laughed. Running out the door, Glinda threw a dirty glance back at Elphaba who was still standing by the bed, laughing.
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"And then we recite it as such and you may now reach into your fire and..." Glinda tuned out the sorcery lesson for today. Certainly it was something she could already do. Reaching into fires, honestly, it seemed ridiculous. Like she would ever need to touch anything on fire. She snorted and rolled her eyes at the thought.
"Miss Glinda?" The boy who sat next to her turned his head and raised his eyebrows. "Are you all right?" Glinda blushed a light pink and nodded. Had she been loud? The only thing that she could concentrate on was the dull throb of her headache. She must have been very drunk to have such a persistent headache. But all this thinking was only making it worse!
"Practice the fire spell in your spare time and see if you can manage it by next lesson!" The bell rang and Glinda jumped, lost in a reverie of, could it be? Thought! She gathered her book and bag and rushed out of the classroom.
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"How bad was I last night?" Glinda whispered confidentially to Elphaba. A small smirk crossed Elphaba's face.
"For starters, you kept trying to kiss me. Then I put my finger on your mouth because you were being loud and you practically chewed it off. In front of Nanny, no less." Glinda's face went from rosy and cute to scarlet and obviously embarrassed. Elphaba lifted Glinda's finger and repeated what had happened. Glinda's face was red hot and she buried it in her hands, squeaking out something that could have been an apology.
"What did you just do to Glinda!" Fiyero took a seat next to Elphaba and smiled at Glinda. "Her head's just about to explode, isn't it?" Glinda looked up at Fiyero and managed a tiny smile before she had to cover her face again.
"Don't you have the worst headache, Fiyero?" Elphaba poked a blue diamond on Fiyero's chin. He shook his head.
"I know how to hold my liquor." He grinned in a self-satisfied way. Elphaba raised an eyebrow.
"It didn't seem that way last night when you asked me for a goodnight kiss." Glinda looked up at Fiyero, getting a very sly look on her face. Fiyero bit his lip.
"Did I?" He faltered. Elphaba nodded slowly. Glinda rushed her hand out and laid it on Elphaba's.
"She's mine. I stake my claim on her." Glinda grinned triumphantly and scooted her chair close to Elphaba's.
"You can't claim her!" Fiyero groaned. "I don't even want to claim her!" Elphaba frowned.
"You don't want to claim me?" If it was even possible in that icy demeanor of hers, Elphaba looked hurt. Fiyero quickly sputtered.
"No! I mean, I do want to claim you." He groped for words.
"So now I'm your property?" Elphaba shot back.
"My property!" Glinda protested.
"You're not property, not at all." Fiyero and Elphaba totally ignored Glinda's claims and began to argue.
"What I mean is--"
"Do you think I'm--"
"She's mine!" Glinda continually put in when there was a temporary cease-fire.
"Glinda, let's go back to the room." Elphaba said icily. Fiyero groaned and tossed a small package at the back of Elphaba's head. She whipped around and snatched it up, stuffing it in a pocket in her robe.
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"Oh my God, Glinda, look at this." Elphaba, in getting ready for bed, had felt a strange lump in her cloak. She unwrapped the package the Fiyero had thrown at her and pulled out a tightly wound ball of scarf. She unfurled in and gasped in amazement.
"It's beautiful, Elphie!" The scarf was dark blue with a pattern of roses sewn into it. Elphaba wrapped the scarf around her bare waist and admired the contrast it made. Glinda crawled into Elphaba's bed and played with the scarf's fringe.
"Let's sleep, shall we?" Elphaba sighed and laid an arm over Glinda's form, falling asleep almost instantly.
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