A/N: So. All good things must come to an end. I hope you all have enjoyed my story, I loved writing it for you guys. So Here we go you guys, chapter seven.
"Torturer." muttered Elphaba. "That's what you are."
Glinda couldn't help but laugh at Elphaba's almost inaudible mumbles. Shaking her beautiful curly hair she continued to 'torture' Elphaba's hair.Enjoying the softness of the raven locks of hair.
"Glinda, are you almost done?" Elphaba sighed as she felt Glinda pull the hair brush out of her hair. Nervously, Elphaba turn to look at the green eyed woman. "Well? How do I look?"
Smiling gently Elphaba's uncertainty, Glinda studied her friend with appreciation. After waking herself early, Glinda had gone about making herself look perfect for the afternoon speech. Only after a mere two hours, Glinda had gone and roused Elphaba from her sleep with sweet kisses. Finally, when the hazel eyed woman had finally woken, Glinda had began primping her for the speech.
That had been one hour ago. Elphaba had been attacked with makeup, hair products, nail polish, and other unknown products. She had been dressed in a breathtaking emerald dress, one that Glinda had purchased for her the day before. She had been forced into high heels, it took Glinda a good fifteen minutes to subdue the taller woman before actually attempting to put them on her feet. Despite all the pain and work Glinda was pleased with the outcome. Elphaba shone with a light Glinda could not place.
Letting her smile grow Glinda answered happily, "Elphie, you are beautiful." Glinda pressed her lips against Elphaba's, try to reassure her. The two stood there, losing themselves in each others touches and kisses, never wanting to let go. Glinda shut her jade eyes carefully, enjoying the rising sensation in the pit of her stomach.
Suddenly there was three sharp taps from the suites door. Pulling away gently, Glinda looked up at Elphaba. "I love you."
Elphaba grinned down at the blonde and laid a soft kiss on her forehead. "As do I, Glin."
Glinda quickly went to the large wooden doors and opened them gently. Recognizing the knocker of the door Glinda drew the man into a friendly embrace squeaking, "Troy! Its great to see you!"
Pulling away the man named Troy flashed Glinda an award wining smile. "Its great to be home Glinda. Aunt Renaie sends her best wishes."
Troy was a rather good looking man with striking brown eyes. He was about six foot and was well built. Not to skinny but not to muscular. His hair was of a shaggy nature, a soft chestnut color that slightly curled at the ends. He wore an expensive black military looking jacket, and matching pants. His black boots drew attention to his muscular calves, and attached to his belt was a sword. He seemed to be about Elphaba's and Glinda's own age.
"Troy," said Glinda as she pulled the man to Elphaba, who was still standing near the couch politely. "This is my best friend, and our future Grand Vizier, Elphaba."
"A pleasure," murmured Troy as he bent his head to Elphaba's waiting hand, gently placing a kiss on it. Elphaba felt a soft blush appear on her cheeks.
"Elphie, this is my cousin Troy." Glinda smiled at the two before continuing. "He is in charge of my security. He has been recently visiting our Aunt and meeting with officials in the West."
Troy grimaced and turned to talk to Elphaba. "Terribly boring. I much rather be here in the city watching out for my cousin." Laughing, Troy put a hand up and staged whispered, "She is always getting into trouble!"
Elphaba could help but laugh with Troy, he was a natural charmer. Glinda made an exasperated sort of noise before daintily sitting on the beige couch. "Thanks Troy. You are as nice as always."
"I try, Glin. I try!" Troy managed to get out before laughing again. Troy turn his attention back to Elphaba. "Glinda has always spoke of you in such high regard. I am told you are quite the enchantress."
Elphaba cocked her head to the side, glancing at Glinda before speaking. "Maybe I am. You are just going to have to wait and find out."
"Oh sweet Oz!" Elphaba and Troy both turned to look at the blonde, who had jumped to her feet. " We have five minutes! Troy, go make sure my balcony is ready!" She quickly ran to the bathroom, to most likely check her make-up.
Elphaba and Troy glanced at each other, suppressing their mirth. Troy walked towards the balcony doors and peeked out. "Looks good."
"Um..Troy?"
Troy turned to see the beautiful woman looking at him, a nervous look playing on her features. She held a large crate like box in both arms. "What is it?"
"Will you be out there with us?" asked Elphaba as Troy stepped closer to the anxious woman.
"Yeah I will." Troy smiled down at the woman. "Why?"
Elphaba shifted her weight, looking into Troy's friendly brown eyes. "I need you to hold on to this for me while we are out there. And give it to me if I need it." She held the crate out to Troy. "And don't look in it."
Troy nodded mutely. Questions were spinning in his head, what was this woman planning? He took the crate and put it under one arm. "Yes ma'am!"
"Don't mock me!" Elphaba laughed, feeling less nervous. Her plan might just work.
Glinda suddenly appeared beside Troy, smiling happily. "Troy, go on. Go make the announcement."
Troy smiled and winked at Elphaba. "Good luck ladies." And with that he was out on the balcony, crate still in his arms, where a loud roar from the crowd below. "Ozians! We have gather here today..."
Glinda looked up at Elphaba, who looked slightly ill. "You will do fine!" Glinda tilted her head up and bumped her lips on Elphaba's pale cheek.
"Yeah..." Elphaba muttered. She swept a piece of black hair out her eyes.
"May I present to you all," yelled Troy, his deep voice silencing the huge crowd. "Miss Glinda the Good!"
Glinda smiled at Elphaba, who tried to return the smile but was failing dreadfully. Glinda looked into the hazel eyes that she would never get tried of. "Come on. Elphie, make sure to stand by Troy until I announce you." Glinda grab Elphaba's skinny hand and pulled her out onto the huge balcony, the sunlight temporarily blinding Elphaba.
"Come here," whispered Troy as he pulled the dazed woman to the side, allowing Glinda to walk gracefully up to the waiting podium.
"Fellow Ozians!" Glinda silenced the crowd with a wave of her hand. "It has been a month since I have been, giving you all a speech. And let me just say, I did miss your cheering for me." Glinda laughed, a hint fakery in her voice. " During the past month I have worked day and night to make Oz a better place for all of you. I have signed treaties insuring better trading policies, peace treaties. I have given citizens more rights than ever before. However, one thing is missing, or was missing. Until two nights ago. It was then that I decided on and found my Magic Grand Vizier."
A collective gasp fell over the group of Ozians. Everyone was soon whispering, trying to guess who the Vizier was. Suddenly one man shouted up to Glinda, "Who is it, Glinda! Who?"
Glinda smiled down at the crowd, she could feel the energy, the excitement of the crowd. Glinda had forgot how big of a deal the chosen of the Vizier was for Oz. Glinda looked back at Elphaba, who was smiling uncertainly at her, and Troy who was beaming at her.
"I chose my Grand Vizier for her powers, her intelligence, her wit, and most of all her passion for doing what's right. My dear Ozians, I would like to introduce you to my, your Magic Grand Vizier," Glinda paused at the new thought that zapped into her mind faster than she could fly away, "Fae!"
Glinda turned around to look at her best friend and her cousin. Both were looking at her with the same expression: Pure Confusion.
"Fae!" mouthed Troy, looking extremely worried for his favorite cousins mental well being.
Elphaba, just shook her head mutely. How in heavens name did Glinda mange to mess up her name?
Glinda bit her lip. "Fae, um, come on."
Holding back a laugh, Elphaba managed to get over to Glinda without tripping on her heels. When she reached Glinda, she was surprised that Glinda pulled her into a quick hug. Suddenly she was alone, in front of hundreds of people. Elphaba took a deep breath before starting in a strong voice. "My fellow Ozians. I would like to thank you all for coming today, with such short notice. When I was asked by Glinda to become the next Magic Grand Vizier I was worried. I mean, what could I do to help Oz? Then I realized that if I took the time, and used my powers correctly I could change-"
"What powers? Show us your powers!" cried an old man from somewhere deep in the crowd.
"My powers? Tell me would you all like to see my powers?" Elphaba couldn't help but get worked up. She felt her pulse quicken as the Ozians cheered to see magic. Turning around Elphaba motioned for Troy to bring the crate forward, which he did, placing it on the podium before Elphaba.
Elphaba suddenly broke open the top of the crate. Screams from the women, and gasps from the men were the noises of welcome for the small winged monkey. Chistery. Glinda herself gasped, trying to figure out Elphaba's motives. To he right, Troy's hand went to his sword. Just in case.
"This...creature is the Wicked Witch of the West's prized flying monkey! I am going to take away its wings and make him a normal monkey again." Elphaba passed as the crowd cheered with its approval. Her heart was breaking, she knew this was going to hurt poor Chistery. But, this was for Glinda. And Chistery had agreed to it.
Elphaba shut her hazel eyes tightly and hurriedly began chanting, not wanting to watch. With in a clocks' tock Elphaba heard a collective gasp as the tiny monkey writhed in agony. Elphaba pushed ahead, trying not to let the soft cries stop her. Suddenly, Chistery stopped his moans and looked up. His wings had disappeared.
With shaking hands, Elphaba picked up the monkey and raised him up. Letting all of Oz know of her powers. The crowd cheered and yelled one name. "FAE!"
Elphaba could believe it. They didn't catch on. They didn't hate her. They were cheering her name, well her public name. Glinda came up beside Elphaba and grabbed her hand. Beaming at her, Elphaba saw the happiness shimmering in Glinda's perfect eyes.
Glinda finally was able to get the crowds attention with a loud clap. "Ozians, thank you for you time. And I promise that in two weeks I will be able to have a the full week to met with anyone who wants to met with me and ask for help and advice with my new Vizier!"
As the crowd roared again with approval Elphaba, Glinda and Troy made their way back into Glinda's suite, sighing heavily as the doors were closed. All of them falling unrestrainedly into the nearest arm chair or couch.
"Well, I think that went well." Glinda sighed happily from the couch.
"Um, Glin," started Elphaba, letting Chistery go about exploring his new home.
"Yes?"
"Fae?" Elphaba let the name roll of her tongue, trying to get used to the sound. "Why did you call me that?"
Glinda threw up her hands dramatically. "I don't know! I was trying to protect you and stuff. And I don't know Troy," Glinda turned to look at the handsome man that had his mouth opening. "Fae just came out before I knew what happened!"
Troy just laughed at Glinda's spectacular outburst. "Listen, I would love to stay ladies but I have a meeting. Bye Glin." Her turned to Elphaba and winked, "Good bye, Fae."
He managed to get out of the room before Glinda could yell at him. Glinda just laid on the couch, muttering, "That twit..he is never going to let me live that down..."
Elphaba laughed, walking in front of the couch she knelt before Glinda. "We did it Glinda."
Glinda rolled on to her elbow and let her eyes be pulled into Elphaba's dark ones. She gently used her other hand to stroke Elphaba's soft, creamy cheek. "We did, didn't we? Elphie, we can live together now, happily ever after?"
Elphaba brought her face close to Glinda's. There lips barely apart. "Of course. I love you, Glin."
Smiling, Glinda kissed the woman she loved, knowing she could never feel happier than this. Knowing she finally got what she wanted. She had gotten Elphaba.
A/N: Ok, I did have this story mostly done on Friday...but..um..I got drunk and um yeah. So I wrote 1/4 of this the worst hangover ever. I hope it makes sense. (I found the best cure for hangovers. Its is Vault. That stuff rocks!)
PS: I lied, this isn't the last chapter. I am making this a much longer story, with action and more drama! That's why I made Troy. (Who by the way, is based of my best guy friend Dan. Looks and personality. Gotta love Dan) So that's right MORE CHAPTERS! MORE DRAMA! MORE ROMANCE! MORE ACTION!
Does that mean more reviews?
