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5/25/15

The girls walked by the lake in their dresses, holding parasols. Glinda found it strange to not have Elphaba by her side. Perhaps she did need to be away from her emerald girlfriend for a little bit to her clear her head. Glinda's mind returned to the conversation.

"I wonder what we will be doing this time next year." Milla was saying. Shenshen wrinkled her nose.

"Probably being married off to some old man." She replied with obvious disgust. Pfannee nodded.

"Yes, it's back to the mansions and no fun for us, girls." Pfannee agreed with sigh. "I know I intend to make this last year very fun."

"Well, why should we be?" Glinda asked. The girls looked at her.

"Why should we be what?" Pfannee asked.

"Why should we be back to captivity? I don't know about you, but I find the world much more thrilling without having someone constantly telling me what to do, think, and feel." Glinda stated confidently. The girls looked at her askance until Pfannee let out a giggle.

"That's Elphaba talking." She said and the other girls nodded. Glinda inwardly huffed.

"I may say it's some of her influence, but I decidedly thought of it myself. Do you not think so?"

"Of course." Shenshen answered. "Whatever husband I have will most likely put a stop to my fencing, riding, and everything exciting in life. He'll want some boring old maid who just looks pretty and pops out babies."

"Ugh." Pfannee agreed. "That's a terrible thought. Why sit around talking about life when you could explore it? There are so many new things to see and try: places, people, tonics, and vices."

"What about you. Milla?" Glinda asked the girl who started the conversation. "What would you wish?"

The red head smiled shyly as she looked at the other girls, and they knew it as she said it.

"Well, being an old maid that looks pretty and pops out babies doesn't sound so bad. Especially with the right man."

"Oh for the love of Oz, Milla, you are such a love sick puppy!" cried Pfannee in exasperation.

"And what's wrong with being in love?" Milla replied crossly. Pfannee laughed.

"Men are good for one thing, and it's not the head on their shoulders." Pfannee retorted with a grin. It took a moment for the girls to understand, and they made noises of shock. "Oh come on; it's true. Milla, have you even been with Boq? Any man?"

"Of course not!" Milla squeaked, causing Pfannee to smile wider. "Some of us don't comport ourselves like you."

"Then how do you know? He could be like a mouse," Pfannee held thumb and forefinger close together for emphasis, "and you'd be stuck with that forever."

"He is not like a mouse!" Milla defended sharply. The girl quickly shut her mouth when she realized what she had said, but not soon enough.

"Seen it, have you?" Pfannee grinned predatorily. "Tell us, Milla, just how big is the Munchkinlander? His countrywoman wants to know."

"Well, I haven't seen it." Milla looked put out for a moment, "But I did get a good feel."

"And?"

Milla didn't respond, just held her hand about nine inches apart. The girls' mouth hung open.

"That's like half his leg!" cried Shenshen.

"A good thing he's got a nice Gillikin girl like you, Milla; he'd kill a Munchkinland woman with that!" Pfannee said with a laugh. She then looked at her coyly. "But it would scratch the itch well."

"I don't plan on it until we're properly joined." Milla said haughtily. Pfannee shook her head.

"I'm sure. But at some point you'll be kissing that Munchkin and running your hands over him, getting the juices flowing, and you'll wonder: why not? When that happens, take my advice." Pfannee started sultrily. She moved closer to the red head, and while the girl leaned a little bit away, it was apparent the words were affecting her by the blush on her cheeks. "Push him down, slide your hand over and free that monster. Give it a good kiss to make sure it's ready, and then slowly, ever so slowly, sit your pretty little self on top of it. I swear you won't regret it. There's nothing like feeling a big rod deep inside to curl your toes."

"Pfannee!" Glinda cried. "That is quite well enough!"

"Now, Glinda, don't be jealous. You had your chance at Master Boq. Though we now know he stood no chance with you." Pfannee retorted.

"Now, don't be jealous yourself, Pfannee." Milla cut in. Pfannee looked at her skeptically.

"Jealous of what?"

"At least my Boq took a chance. You were too scared to, and now never will." Milla finished. Pfannee's jaw dropped open. The only sound was Shenshen giggling.

"Point!" Shenshen managed to get out between giggles. Pfannee eventually recovered and huffed.

"I don't know what you mean." The girl replied grumpily.

"Don't you try to fool us; we all know you never got the courage up to take a pass at Glinda." Shenshen said. Pfannee opened her mouth but Shenshen shushed her. "We all know, so don't be jealous of Master Boq's try, or Elphaba's success."

Pfannee scowled and turned away. From their vantage point from above the diminutive blonde, though, the girls could see her ears pink with embarrassment. Shenshen smiled and made her way to Pfannee. Wrapping her arms around the smaller girl, she leaned down and whispered in her ear. The two other girls stopped to watch the moment as Pfannee briefly struggled and Shenshen's whisper. Finally Pfannee huffed and Shenshen giggled.

"See, all better?" she said. Pfannee scowled at her again.

"So, girls, what do you think we should do today?" Glinda asked.

"Well, I like this walk." Milla answered.

"We should do something more exciting than walk." Pfannee griped.

"I agree." said Shenshen. "How about after our walk we take lunch, and then go into town for some pampering."

"That sounds good." Milla concurred.

"I'll probably stay here." Glinda said. "I've been exhausted the last couple of days and could do with a break."

"Hmm." Pfannee expressed. Glinda looked at her but there was no more. "Well, if you feel that way. I'm getting peckish now so we should head back."

After lunch the girls went into town. Watching them go, Glinda sighed. The little cabin was now empty except for her and Elphaba. Glinda went to ascend the stairs to their shared room but stopped as soon as her hand got to the rail. Deciding she needed to brace herself, she chose to make herself a cup of tea and take a seat in the small sitting room.

Elphaba infuriated her sometimes with her stubbornness. Despite what the green girl may think, Glinda did remember their unpleasant reunion scheduled with Morrible. It was just since they had spent the last few months grinding away at spells (and life in general) she did not see why they could not relax. Elphaba never relaxed anymore; she was so wound up she just sprang for place to place, from thing to thing.

Not that her seriousness repulsed Glinda; it did not. In fact, it was one of the many things that Glinda loved. Her passion for whatever cause she was on burned so hot it kept her going almost no matter what. When that cause was Glinda, it was almost overwhelming. No, it was overwhelming, and Glinda loved to get lost in it. But when it was not her, Glinda sometimes felt she was just along for the ride, and Elphaba did not care.

"A token for your thoughts?" came a voice.

Glinda shrieked and jumped, causing her tea to go flying over herself and the small table. Glinda turned to see Elphaba standing there with a slight twinkle in her eyes and a quirk on her lips. Glinda pursed her own and looked away deliberately. Focusing on the mess, she waved a hand and the tea disappeared off the table. Concentrating even more, the wet spot on her dress slowly receded until gone. Glinda sighed and looked coolly at Elphaba.

"No need to scare me, though I know you like it so much." Glinda said. Elphaba's eyes lost their twinkle and her lips turned down.

"I do not enjoy scaring you so much, nor do I like when you put on your affected airs." Elphaba retorted sharply. Glinda tossed her hair in frustration.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means when you put up that façade of Galinda you use when meeting people. I used to care for the both of you, but now knowing Glinda it hurts to see her hidden behind a false smile." Elphaba answered sharply.

Silence stretched between the two. Glinda was not sure what to say, and Elphaba refused to break the silence. Glinda found the will to resist by straightening her tea saucer, and then traveling the short distance to the kitchen and back with it. She was almost hoping Elphaba would be gone when she returned, but the green girl had actually taken a seat and pulled her legs close to her. Glinda wrinkled her nose at Elphaba's boots getting on the upholstery. Elphaba seemed to notice, and let them dangle instead. Glinda looked her over, and saw a book in her hand.

"What were you reading?" Glinda asked evenly. Elphaba slightly cocked her head.

"One of your second year sorcery books."

"How do you find it?"

"Bothersome. I did not need a review of the previous material. What is the point of having an advanced manual that starts out with information one should already know?"

"It's a teaching manual, Rae; they always review for when students come back after break."

"Learning should not be confined to certain seasons."

Glinda exhaled heavily. This was an oft gripe of Elphaba's. Glinda did not feel like going down that path right now.

"How far did you get?" Glinda deflected before Elphaba could continue.

"Not much past the review. I started on the theory of spatial manipulation."

"That's a difficult concept to understand and master." Glinda added. Elphaba raised an eyebrow. "In sorcery it is often referred to as the deciding point. Those who have the desire and skill to continue will; those who don't look somewhere else."

"That explains why there are so many minor sorcerers out there."

"Yes, exactly. It doesn't take much to sign a hundred cards at once, or make a false image. Those are parlor tricks anyone can do. What takes true skill is to change of the laws of the universe. And that is what we learn in second year."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"Would you like to practice?"

Elphaba gave Glinda a searching look. After the years spent with each other, Glinda would have thought she would be immune to it by now. Unfortunately, she was wrong. It took everything in Glinda's power not to squirm.

"Not today. I find the theory still escapes me, and I want to be certain once we do start."

"Alright."

Elphaba stood then, and went to make her way up stairs. Glinda's eyes followed the green girl. She knew it was not rational, that every couple fought at some point, but felt as if she was losing Elphaba. The green girl stopped at the bottom of the stairs and turned.

"Are you coming?"

"Oh!" Glinda jumped and hurried after her girlfriend. Elphaba waited at the stairs until Glinda met her, and then they ascended together.

The two girls had spent the rest of the afternoon in bed. Glinda had dressed down to her camisole and cuddled against Elphaba. For her part, the green girl had rested against the headboard and played with the blonde's hair with one hand while reading the book in the other. Every so often Elphaba would ask Glinda question, or make a comment that Glinda would elaborate on. By early evening the blonde's responses became shorter and eventually stopped. Elphaba smiled at the sight of her girlfriend in a blissful sleep.

The green girl gently slipped out from under her blonde's weight and set her down. Taking a moment to tuck her in, Elphaba crept across the floors until she was well out of the room. Making her way downstairs, Elphaba ran over the list of things she needed in her head. Nodding to herself, she set about her work.

What woke Glinda was not a noise but a smell. A strong scent had wafted under the door to tickle her nose. She blinked to clear the sleep from eyes and lifted her head. Elphaba was nowhere to be seen. Pushing herself up, she glanced out the window. The sun had begun to burn redder, signaling it was early evening. Glinda walked to the window but saw no signs of a cab, or that one had been here recently. Creeping to the door, she poked her head out. There was no sound. Daringly, the blonde crept out in just her camisole.

As she neared the kitchen, she heard a soft voice. Creeping closer, the blonde girl noticed it was not speaking but moving in a melodious fashion. Glinda knew exactly who it was. Sneaking to a corner outside the kitchen archway, Glinda peered around.

Elphaba was clad in a dark apron over her dark frock. Her hair was pulled back and tightly wrapped in a bun, revealing her long neck. Glinda let her gaze linger on the chords of her emerald girlfriend's neck before continuing to examine the scene. Elphaba had a long pair of gloves on that extended to her elbows. Glinda could see that they were thick gloves as Elphaba handled a hot pan. Turning from the stove, Elphaba picked up a knife and began to chop some vegetables. Glinda decided she could not wait.

Elphaba spotted her as she came around the corner. The emerald girl gave her a small smile but returned her focus to chopping. Finding a stool, Glinda sat across from Elphaba. The girl did not look up.

"I wondered when you would be awake." Elphaba said, amusement in her voice. "I figured you would be hungry."

"What are you making?"

"Nothing outstanding. Some fresh vegetables sautéed in red wine vinegar and lard. I also have pickled black and green olives with cheese in olive oil spread for our bread."

"Sounds good. How soon will it be done?"

"Not too long. Though you may want to put some clothes on."

"Oh? Do you think the girls will be arriving soon?"

"No."

"Then am I causing a distraction?" Glinda asked sultrily and leaned forward onto the table, letting her camisole gape forward. Elphaba looked to her, and then down. The emerald girl turned away slightly but Glinda caught the color to her cheeks.

"I am next to hot and sharp implements, my sweet." Elphaba forced out. Glinda giggled.

"Then I best not do anymore. Though it is awful hot in here with the stove running."

"Glinda!"

"Fine, be that way. I'll wait in the sitting area for you."

"Thank you. I'll be along shortly."

"I'll be waiting."

Not a long time after Elphaba entered the sitting room. The sight of Glinda almost caused her breath to steal from her. The blonde had claimed one of the small sofas and stretched out. She had tucked her arms behind her head, causing her back to arch. This brought her ample bosom into prominence, but even more dramatically accented the blonde's curves. The camisole had ridden up to sit in the cleft of her hips, exposing her legs. Elphaba could catch the hint of the junction of those long legs. Glinda smiled at her and rose. There was flash of gold at that junction but then it was covered as the camisole fell.

"That smells delicious, Rae." Glinda said as Elphaba set the bowl of vegetables on the table. Returning to the kitchen Elphaba grabbed bread and spread along with the plates. Glinda was seated at the little table when Elphaba returned. "Thank you for making it."

"My pleasure, my sweet." Elphaba replied.

The two girls sat down to their dinner. Glinda delicately spooned some vegetables onto her plate while Elphaba sliced some bread for them both. After accepting the bread, Glinda used her knife to spread it evenly. Elphaba, on the other hand, just dipped the bread straight into the spread and popped it into her mouth. After scooping some of the vegetables onto her own plate, Elphaba ate them likewise with her hands. Glinda, used to her girlfriend's irreverent behavior, picked up her food and ate it properly.

Elphaba paid no less attention to Glinda eating than (unbeknownst to her) Glinda did to Elphaba's. The blonde ate with a sort of grace Elphaba always marveled at. As if every one of her movements were scripted to be the perfect mixture of sensuality and propriety. Dainty mouth never bit the fork, lips covering it lightly. No sound was ever made, nor gap ever presented. A drop of anything never landed outside where it was supposed.

"What?" perfect lips curved into a slight smile. Elphaba only then looked up to see Glinda's twinkling eyes.

"I didn't say anything." Elphaba replied. Glinda lightly laughed.

"I know. You've just been watching me eat for the last five minutes. Am I chewing with my mouth open?"

"No." Elphaba responded. "I just forget how perfectly you do little things."

The thoughtless comment on Elphaba's part caused a deep pink to rise to Glinda cheeks and dive deep down her chest. The chemise falling off of Glinda's shoulders gave Elphaba a perfect view. It also gave her a different urge. Standing up swiftly, she made her way behind Glinda.

"Rae?" Glinda asked. "What are you doing?"

The emerald girl did not respond, just merely kissed behind Glinda's ear. The blonde shivered as Elphaba kissed around it and let her hands run down the pale blonde's neck and shoulders. Glinda moaned.

"Rae, what are you doing?" Glinda gasped again as Elphaba's teeth caught her ear.

"Nothing." Came the murmured reply.

"It doesn't seem like nothing."

Elphaba did not respond, simply traveled her lips and teeth down Glinda's neck to the shoulder. After lingering there to torture Glinda's special spot, Elphaba kissed across the nape of her neck and up to her other ear. Glinda moaned from deep inside herself. After assaulting Glinda's other ear, Elphaba detached with a pop. Glinda shuddered and exhaled raggedly.

"Well, that was good." Elphaba purred in Glinda's ear. Glinda nodded. "But I think it is time for some desert."

Elphaba moved past the blonde while Glinda wondered what Elphaba's surprise desert was. The emerald girl suddenly knelt on the floor and Glinda's delicate brow furrowed. Had Elphaba dropped something? It took until Elphaba snaked under her hem and parted her folds with her tongue that Glinda understood.

"Rae!"

As the waves of pleasure hit her, Glinda gasped and grasped the edges of her chair. She thought her lover may just be dipping in for a moment (as she often did to Glinda's frustration) but after a few moments the feeling intensified. Glinda knew that it was going to be a long session, and shuddered as Elphaba eased a finger inside. The assault caused her to double over and clutch the edge of the table.

"Rae…I…it's…oh…"

A paroxysm of pleasure caused Glinda to squeeze her thighs tightly around Elphaba. Elphaba shifted, raising alabaster legs over emerald shoulders. Now perched more precariously, Glinda could not control her body. She shuddered, clenched, jerked as Elphaba's skilled tongue did its work. One of Glinda's dainty hands threaded itself through Elphaba's hair to pull her closer, eking out the barest space in between them.

Like a summer storm, it started far off with deep rumblings from the point where the two girls connected. It built, growing in strength as Glinda's stomach started to spasm. A deep, guttural moan tore itself from the blonde's throat as it rose, bringing louder, higher, faster moans only punctuated by the breaths needed to fuel them. Glinda's last coherent thought was a fear of someone walking in. That fear morphed and struck the rising tide, causing it to crash over her.

Glinda's eyes rolled back and she lost control. Both of her hands went to Elphaba's head and her legs clenched. Strong fingers kept them apart, sparing her nothing and forcing it ever onward. One of her feet jerked and struck the table, causing the food to bounce and some fall on the floor. The chair she was on tipped but Elphaba steadied it. Glinda felt herself coming back; until Elphaba switched her fingers and her tongue. The sudden hot intrusion caused her to spiral upward once again before finally collapsing.

"Rae…please…no more." Glinda begged as Elphaba slowed, but did not stop, her attentions. Elphaba switched her nimble tongue for deft fingers.

"Are you not mine?" Elphaba asked huskily. Her hot breath caused Glinda to flinch.

"Yes." She breathed.

"Did you not offer yourself whenever I want?"

"Oz, yes."

"Are you going back on it?"

"No."

"No?"

"A thousand times no, Rae."

"Then I want now." Elphaba finished and returned her mouth to her task. Glinda jumped.

"You can have it, Rae. Now, whenever; I'm yours. I'm just so sensitive." Glinda whimpered.

"But you just taste so good, my sweet." Elphaba responded, and then emphasized with her tongue.

Glinda threw her head back, squeezing eyes tight. It was torture; a pleasure torture. She thought it could not get worse, but then Elphaba once again slipped her tongue inside. Glinda thrashed trying to get away but strong arms under her legs kept her close. She clenched, trying to throw Elphaba off, but stronger fingers pried her apart. Elphaba had her, and would not let go. Glinda was, as always, at Elphaba's mercy.

Finally, it stopped. Glinda remembered to breathe, only to open her mouth and find soft lips on her own. There a slight citrus taste on Elphaba's lips, and it took a moment for Glinda to figure out what it was. When it hit her, the fire ignited again. She pushed forward, never letting their lips part. Elphaba stumbled and her thighs hit the edge of the table. Glinda continued her press but Elphaba posted up. Glinda finally broke contact, but only long enough to reach past Elphaba and sweep the offending dishes from her path.

"Glinda-" Elphaba managed, but Glinda resumed her attentions.

Pushing the emerald girl back, Elphaba bent back awkwardly to the table. Glinda scooped the thin legs off the ground and to her shoulders, causing her lover to plop down suddenly. The table shook but held. Elphaba craned her neck forward to see her lover's wide smile.

"Desert looks delicious." Glinda replied huskily. The blonde edged the frock higher to expose plain thread bare bloomers. Resolving to buy Elphaba new ones, the girl pulled them to one side.

"Glinda." Elphaba interjected quickly. "That's not a good idea. I've been cooking and haven't had a chance to clean."

The blonde ignored her emerald girlfriend's plea and advanced forward. Strong hands attempted to thwart her, but Glinda would not be denied. As her mouth found it prize, Glinda gently sucked on it. Elphaba shuddered, but did not relax as was usual. Glinda inwardly frowned and brought it completely into her mouth's embrace. That brought a groan from Elphaba, who collapsed onto the table.

Now it was Glinda's turn to repay the favor. An astute student of her Elphaba, she attacked all of her love's most vulnerable points. Her lithe tongue danced in accordance with deft fingers, tearing groans of joy from Elphaba's throat. When the first set of spasms hit, Glinda knew they were just a prelude of what was to come. She did not let her emerald rest, stroking her higher even as Elphaba came down.

Long fingers entwined through woven gold and curled within. Glinda hissed slightly at the sudden pain. Elphaba was suddenly farther from her, and Glinda looked up to see her love looking at her with lust clouded concern. Glinda smiled and simply set back to work. Elphaba shuddered, once more tugging on the blonde curls. It hurt Glinda, but she liked it more.

Glinda replaced her mouth with a hand and slipped her tongue in deeper. She drank in Elphaba even as her lover clenched and bucked on the table. What food items had not been swept aside now clattered to the floor. The second struck intensely, causing Elphaba to lift completely off the table. She shuddered in the air until crashing back down.

Glinda did not relent even though Elphaba's moans and groans were now punctured with whimpers. The third came quicker. Elphaba's essence mixed with Glinda's own wetness to cover the blonde's face. Wanting more, Glinda first placed one and then another finger in her love. Caressing the emerald girl's special spot, Glinda used the thumb of the same hand to stroke her higher. Glinda then ascended to the table itself. She quietly sent a prayer to Lurline that the table would hold (as she figured the Unnamed God would not approve).

Glinda moved up Elphaba's body in a trail of kisses and nibbles. The new sensation made Elphaba buck wherever it landed. As she reached Elphaba's almost nonexistent chest, Glinda pulled down the frock to find the dark target she was looking for. Encircling it with kisses, she teased her lover. Finally, desperate hands pulled her to it, and Glinda smiled as she enveloped the hardened bud. Elphaba gasped again, and her cries of passion slowly died down.

Glinda knew what that meant, and she detached from her prey. Elphaba whimpered at the denial, and Glinda used one of her hands to tease the unapologetic bud. Stretching completely out, Glinda kissed her emerald, stealing the moan from her throat. Tongues danced wildly as Elphaba's eyes were unfocused by need. Glinda parted. Turning her attention to the straining chords in Elphaba's neck, Glinda kissed her way up to her love's ear. Nibbling on the lobe, Elphaba tensed.

Elphaba slowly arched, raising her and Glinda off the table. Reaching her apex, she supported both of them with only her shoulder blades and toes. Elphaba strained her muscles, seeking the release that was falteringly close. It started its roll but stopped. Elphaba whimpered and bit down on Glinda's shoulder. The pain/pleasure hit Glinda but her focus was on something else.

"No, my love. Give it to me." She whispered into Elphaba's ear. Elphaba released but whimpered again. "Give me it all. I want to hear you."

"Oh, Oz, Glinda…." Elphaba said. She tensed, still as could be. Glinda could tell her emerald was fighting for it, fighting to crest that hill.

"Now." Glinda commanded. "Now, Rae; for me."

Elphaba's groans grew as she finally broke over that last point. For the first time ever, she let what she was feeling out. Glinda marveled at the sounds Elphaba made. They were so deep, passionate, and unrestrained. She felt as if she could see (and feel) into Elphaba's core. The emerald girl finally came down, and lowered herself to the table. Glinda helped her, kissing her gently. They ended curled together on the table with Glinda stroking that midnight hair.

They may have stayed like that for the rest of the night if not for a high pitch giggle cutting through the evening. Startled, Glinda lost her balance. She went to catch herself, but there was only air. Crashing to the floor, Elphaba was almost instantly by her side.

"Are you alright, my sweet?" Elphaba asked breathlessly. Glinda marveled at the beauty of the emerald skin still flushed purple. "Glinda?"

"Oh yes." Glinda said, and stood. Looking down, she realized she had lost her chemise at some point. Elphaba followed her gaze and flushed deeper. Long arms quickly snatched the chemise and dashed it over her head.

"Go." Elphaba set, picking her up easily off the floor.

Glinda whirled, chemise billowing out, as she made for the stairs. Both girls heard the door handle turn, but the blonde almost flew up the stairs. She was long out of sight by the time the other girls and their minders crossed the threshold. Elphaba turned towards the dinner area and the mess there in. The sound of voices grew clearer.

"Oh, Miss Elphaba." Milla said. "We didn't mean to interrupt."

"No interruption." Elphaba replied as she began to clean up the floor. Her nose wrinkled at the thought of needing to mop.

"What's that smell?" asked Pfannee. Elphaba froze. She realized the room still smelled of their passion. She flushed deeply but did not answer.

"It looks like Elphaba made vegetables in some sort of sauce. That's probably what it is." Shenshen replied. Elphaba turned around and nodded.

"Yes. I bumped the table and sent it all over. Glinda is upstairs changing now." Elphaba replied. The girls looked at her strangely. By their looks, Elphaba knew they did not completely believe the story.

"Violet is a nice shade on you." Milla broached. Elphaba remembered how she had flushed and fought to control herself. She only partially succeeded.

"It is quite warm. Whereas you grow pinker, I turn a different shade. At least it can be deemed inoffensive." Elphaba explained, hoping they would not make the connection. They seemed to mull it over.

"I see you had a good time." A voice called from the stairs. Glinda had dressed in a simple gown. Elphaba gave a silent thanks for the salvation. Slipping past the girls, she started to clean up the mess.

"Oh yes, that we did." Giggled Pfannee. "I hope you weren't too bored."

"No, I dare say it was exactly what I needed." Responded Glinda. Before any of the girls could ponder that (or why Elphaba had turned a darker shade of violet again), Glinda continued. "So tell me about your day."

This chapters covers the 13th of Wanespring.