A/N: I've had this happen to me before. It was embarrassing. Anyway, I have this document. And in this document is a ton of drabbles. Well, all those drabbles are depressing. This was the only one I could find that was happy. Lets hope that some more happy TV will bring the funny. Otherwise, you guys are getting the sad ones, which is good every now and again.
Fiyero inhaled the sweet autumn air. The night was beautiful. The stars were shining and the moon was high. The ball had been perfect, the dancing had been perfect, and most importantly, his date had been perfect. She was pretty, funny, and kind. No one else in that room would have stood up for that funny looking green girl except his wonderful, beautiful Galinda. He watched her as she trotted happily beside her, her heels clicking on the stone pavemnt. Grabbing her by the waist, he started to dance with her, using the night songs as their rhythm.
"Hehe…um, Fiyero, what are you doing?" Galinda whispered.
"Dancing." He told her, breathing in her flowery scent.
"People are watching us." Galinda's eyes were shifting back and forth.
"Let them watch." He whispered in her ear, and she began to relax.