Chapter 12: Not too horrible.

Madame Morrible, arrived at Shiz on a Monday morning. She wasn't willingly ready to start the school day. Once she approached her office, she found a note on her desk that read I need your help! Morrible was intrigued by the cover of the note and picked it up to read more.

Dear Madame Morrible,

This is Elphaba Thropp, we've met numerous times. I have never asked for anything in my life. Until now. My boyfriend, Fiyero Tiggular is in a coma, due to an unprepared spell that went terribly wrong. His heart has stopped completely, yet he remains alive. I am nowhere near your Excellency and cannot reverse the spell myself. Fiyero is a good man, and the father of my unborn child. He is the prince of the Arjiki Tribe. He would be greatly missed if he were to die. I beg of you, Madame that you will help, not only me, but all who have had the pleasure of knowing and loving Fiyero.

Sincerely,

Elphaba Thropp

Madame Morrible, set down the letter on her desk. She waited for five minutes before she moved to take action, she got up and poured herself at cup of coffee. Then called for her assistant, Mr. Teneur.

"Mr. Teneur!" Morrible called her assistant, from the waiting room to her office.

"y-y-yes Madame?" He said through a noticeable stutter when he reached the door.

"Get Elphaba Thropp."

"R-right awa-y"

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"Madame Morrible! Thank-you for seeing me, I can…"

"Sit!" Madame spat out, and motioned Elphaba to sit on the small visitor chair in front of her large overwhelming desk, that basically flooding her office space.

"Right…" Elphaba sat her boney bottom down on the stiff chair. Madame Morrible raised her eyebrows and folded her hands.

"I received your letter. How is Master Fiyero?"

"Well, he's still in a coma…"

"Yes, I've heard, not only from you. It's a real shame isn't it? He was quite the looker."

"Yes, but…"

"I understand that He and you are an item?"

"Yes."

"Funny, I thought he was with Miss. Glinda Upland, they were always so beautiful together."

Elphaba said nothing and looked down at her feet.

"What happened anyways, did you break them up?" She took a sip of her coffee.

"Not purposely…he…wanted to be with me."

"I'm sure he did." She snickered, "And now you have a bun in the oven, because he wanted to be with you, is that not correct?"

"Yes, it is correct…"

"Are you sure?"
"I went to the doctors a couple days ago, he confirmed it."

"Well, congratulations…"

"Thank-you. Madame Morrible, if you don't mind I'd like to talk about Fiyero's well-being, not mine."

"I'm sorry, there is nothing I can do."

"No, there has to be something!"

"I can't do anything, without knowing the situation first. I don't even know what kind of spell you used."

"I didn't cast the spell on him."

"Who did then?"

"Glinda…"

"Ha-ha I doubt that very much. Seriously who?"

"Seriously, Glinda" Elphaba shot back impatiently.

"Well if you want help, I'd suggest getting Glinda in here. If she can tell me what she did. I can help Fiyero."

"Really?"

"Yes, Fiyero should be up in no time. But first I need Glinda to tell me."

"Thank-you!"

"I'm not doing this for you. Fiyero Tiggular is a very important man, if he dies, this school dies."

Elphaba ignored Madame Morrible's awful comment, she was so overjoyed that Fiyero was going to be okay. She ran out of the office in a blissful fashion. Before she completely left, she popped her head back in.

"Thanks anyways, for Fiyero's sake. You're not too horrible." Madame Morrible just rolled her eyes as Elphaba left.

"Oh Lurline…" Madame Morrible smiled to herself, she actually felt good about helping out Elphaba, and it was a strange feeling.

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"Glinda!" Elphaba screamed her name as when she found Glinda in a circle of friends. Elphaba expected Glinda to be discomfited and non receptive, because she was around her peers. Instead it was the opposite, Glinda pushed her way through the crowd of friends and went to Elphaba's side. Even Pfannee was tongue-tied at the sight of Elphaba and Glinda being…friends.

"What is it? Did Madame Morrible reverse the spell?"

"Not yet…she needs you."

"Why me?"

"Because you somehow make everything about you." Elphaba giggled at her humorless joke, in which no one laughed. Elphie didn't care.

"honestly Elphie, what did she say?"

"She said that she is able to bring Fiyero back…but she needs your help first…"

"What? Why?"

"You just have to tell her what spell you used and how you did it."

"Oh…you make it sound easy…"

"Well, it's not that hard Glinda, you must remember."

"Not really…but I do know where I found the spell."

"Where?"

"in Madame Morrible's office, it was a Grimmerie."

"Are you sure you want to face being in trouble for taking it?" Elphaba questioned.

"No, if it means saving Fiyero, I'll do anything."