A/N: I originally was not going to continue this, but since everyone loves it so much, I will!

Not Again…

"Man," said Elphaba, chugging one of Collins' bottles of Stoli, "I never want to see Bob Jones or Saran VD or whoever ever again."

"Me neither," said Mark, wrapping his arm around Glinda.

"I'm starting to get sick of fanfics," said Lilly (who for some reason was still there).

"Uh, Lilly?" said Maureen. "Shouldn't you be in the Devil Wears Prada section?"

"Oh yeah," said Lilly, and she left.

"I should go, too, then," said Ed, and he left.

"Well," said Elphaba drunkenly, "how is everyone?"

"Elphie, you are never allowed to drink again. Don't give her any alcohol, Tommy," Glinda said to Collins.

"Tommy?"

"YES!" squealed Glinda, who was also drunk. She started snogging Mark.

"Time for us to go to the M-rated section!" said Mark gleefully, dragging Glinda away.

"I thought we were rebelling against fanfics!" Roger yelled after him.

Mark was too busy snogging Glinda to notice or care.

"Well, as long as we aren't rebelling against fanfics," said Elphaba, sidling up to Fiyero, "I'm in the mood for a good, M-rated Fiyeraba right about now…"

Fiyero raised an eyebrow suggestively, and they ran over to the M-rated section.

"Well," said Nessa, "since I seem to be the only Wicked representative left…"

"NO!" yelled Boq angrily, "I'm here!"

"Me too!" added Madame Morrible and the Wizard, who both looked as if they had been in the M-rated section for the past hour.

"Oooh!" squealed Nessa. "Who got you two together?"

"Some person named Bob Jones," said Morrible, fixing her crazy hair.

Mimi and Maureen both fainted.

"You know her?" said the Wizard.

"Who, Bob Jones?" asked Nessa.

"No, not- wait, Bob Jones is a girl?"

Nessa, Boq, Roger, Collins, Joanne, Angel, and Morrible all nodded.

"Am I the only one who didn't know?"

Nessa, Boq, Roger, Collins, Joanne, Angel, and Morrible all nodded.

"Wow, I am such a loser."

Nessa, Boq, Roger, Collins, Joanne, Angel, and Morrible all nodded.

"You guys were not supposed to nod there!"

Nessa, Boq, Roger, Collins, Joanne, Angel, and Morrible all nodded.

"Really, enough nodding!"

Everyone heard a giggle.

Nessa, Boq, Roger, Collins, Joanne, Angel, and Morrible all nodded.

"Alright," said the Wizard, who was officially pissed off, "who just giggled?"

Nessa, Boq, Roger, Collins, Joanne, Angel, and Morrible all nodded.

"STOP NODDING, DAMMIT!"

Nessa, Boq, Roger, Collins, Joanne, Angel, and Morrible all nodded.

"Ooops!" said a miscellaneous voice. "Sorry."

Nessa, Boq, Roger, Collins, Joanne, Angel, and Morrible all nodded.

The miscellaneous voice hit the backspace button on her computer and deleted all the nodding that follows.

"Oh, yay, we stopped nodding!" said Morrible, massaging her sore neck.

"Thank God!" said Roger.

Mark and Glinda came back from the M-rated section.

"That was fast," noted Nessarose.

"It feels good to screw a girl for a change," noted Mark. "I'm so used to being in fics where I'm screwing you." He pointed at Roger.

"Not my fault," Roger mumbled.

The miscellaneous voice laughed.

"Wait," said Mimi, who had just woken up, "Roger, you are cheating on me with Mark?"

"No!" said Roger.

"Yes," giggled the miscellaneous voice.

"WHO IS THAT VOICE!" raged Collins.

"Honey, be nice," said Angel, dragging Collins away.

"ROGER I KEEL YOU!" yelled Mimi.

"ACK! MIMI!" Roger collapsed.

April ran in. "Since it's not a fanfic, can I come in?"

"Make yourself at home," said Glinda.

"ROGER!" squealed April, falling at her boyfriend's side. "DON'T DIE! IT'S NOT WORTH IT! Trust me, I would know!"

"Where's my sister?" wondered Nessa.

Maureen woke up. "Hey mister," she said, grabbing Joanne's butt, "she's my sister."

"Get offa me, perv!" Joanne yelled.

Maureen started crying.

"MO'S CRYING!" shouted Mark. "THE WORLD HAS ENDED!"

"I was rejected…" sobbed Maureen.

"There, there," said Nessa, helping Maureen up, "I feel your pain. Boq was a total bitch once and asked me out to impress Galinda."

"Who's Galinda?"
"I am," said Glinda.

"I thought you were Glinda."

"I changed my name."

"You changed your name to Galinda?"

"No…"

"I'm confused…"

"Where's my sister?" asked Nessa.

"Hey mister, she's my-" started Maureen, reaching for Joanne's butt.

"DON'T YOU DARE!" yelled Joanne.

"Take me for what I am…" sang the miscellaneous voice.

"MY SONG!" yelled Maureen and Joanne.

"What's happening here?" asked Elphaba, returning with Fiyero.

"Don't ask," said April, frantically performing CPR on Roger.

"I'm not dying, April, baby."

"You're alive!" April flung her arms around him.

"And now…" said the miscellaneous voice darkly, "you, Roger Joseph Davis, must choose: Mimi, April, or Mark?"

"Don't listen to the voice in your head, Roger," said Mimi. "You know that you want me."

"If it's in my head, how can you hear it, Meems?"

"Ooops…"

"It's a real voice, Roge, honey." April gently kissed him on the cheek. "You aren't schizophrenic."

"That's good to know," he said.

"So, who do you choose?"

"Do I have a chance?" asked Mark.

"No."

"Good."

Roger thought about his decision.

"You could always date me," Elphaba teased.

"No."

"Good. I'm with Yero."

"Phew," Fiyero said, relieved.

"I choose…"

"JUST CHOOSE!" yelled Saran VD (aka the miscellaneous voice).

The fictional characters all ran away.