ERIN ROBERTS, IF YOU ARE READING THIS AFTER THE WARNING I GAVE YOU IN THE SUMMARY, SO HELP ME GOD I'LL… Never mind.

Carry on.

Glinda smiled softly as she readily pulled out her wand and conjured a pink bubble around herself. It'd been a long, hard week, and she was ready for a bit of a vacation.

Of course, she hadn't been on "vacation" in well over a month, being who she was, but she figured that Oz could manage itself for a few days while she visited Elphaba.

Glinda smiled as Chistery came flying over to her at breakneck speed, handing her a pink suitcase she'd just about left behind. Glinda took the suitcase from the flying monkey and nodded.

"Thank you, Chistery. And remember; watch over Oz while I'm gone. If anything happens that I might need to deal with, alert me at once"

"Yes, Miss Glinda"

Glinda grinned widely. Chistery's speech was getting so splendifical these days!

"Goodbye Chistery!"

"Goodbye Miss Glinda"

And, in an instant, Glinda was gone, floating through the heavens in a small pink bubble.

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As Glinda flew, searching for the pair of Elphaba and Fiyero, she glanced down at her clothes. Her best traveling outfit; a simple, yellow dress with yellow studs for earrings. Well, simple for someone from the Upper Uplands.

Finally, Glinda spotted them; witch and scarecrow, soaring along the countryside of Beyond the Beyond, riding on Elphaba's broom.

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"Hell-o!" came a singsong voice from behind the pair of Elphaba and Fiyero, one the two lovers knew all-too-well. Fiyero groaned as Elphaba skidded to a stop on her broom.

"About time" Elphaba said, smirking as she hopped off her broom and letting it fall to the ground, Fiyero still on it. Glinda put on a mock hurt face.

"Now, now, Elphie, you can't blame me for not visiting sooner. Running Oz is busy work. I mean, all of those Quadlings with such bad taste in clothing…" Elphaba rolled her eyes.

"You gonna get on or not?" she asked, motioning to the broom. Glinda made a face and looked down at her new dress.

"When was the last time you cleaned that thing?" Elphaba rolled her eyes once more, shaking her head. She picked up the broom, pushed Glinda onto it, and climbed on herself. She looked over to Fiyero, still getting up from his fall.

"You coming or not?" she asked, eyebrows raised. He grumbled something about 'stupid, perfect witches' that caught Glinda's attention. She turned her head.

"Care to repeat that?" she asked. Fiyero stuck out his tongue, and Elphaba looked at him. The broom rose a few feet.

"All right, all right, I'm getting on! Just hold on for a few seconds, would ya?"

"No" Elphaba said flatly as the scarecrow climbed on and the three of them took off into the sky.

Okay, stupid ending, I know. But hey, this is my first Wicked fic, so give me some credit. And HA, Erin, if you read this, that's what you get! Lots of spoilers before you saw the show! Nyeh nyeh!

Anyway, please, please review! I know the plotline is crap, but I just wanted this idea OUT THERE already! It took WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too long to write this, in my opinion. Especially since it's, like, two pages long. I know, I'm sad…

Oh, and in the offchance you happen to be a Wicked and RENT fan, go check out my friend, Blue. Nails. of. an. Angel.'s work! Yes, that's Erin…