Drabble Eight
Glinda shut the door behind then, turning around to stare, affronted, at Elphaba's back. Sensing this, Elphaba turned around, eyebrow raised.
"What can I--"
"You never told me you could sing!" Glinda interrupted her, hands on her hips. Elphaba opened her mouth to make a scathing remark, stopping when she saw the light pink hue in Glinda's cheeks.
"Well, you never asked. I wasn't aware I was supposed to read your mind."
Glinda tapped her foot sharply. "So..."
"So?"
"So do you have any wonderfully amazing talents you'd like to tell me about?"
"I can recite the alphabet backwards."
"Really?"
"No."
Elphaba turned, amused, to look at Glinda, completely surprised when their lips connected. The kiss was soft, and lingered a few moments.
Elphaba pulled back slightly. "I also happen to be wonderful in bed." She murmured, smiling.
Glinda giggled. "We'll see about that."