A/N: Wicked does not belong to me. Neither the book nor the musical.
Journal 8? Or is it 9?
So I'm guessing you all saw the poster that I described in my last journal. Fiyero thinks that it's old, but I don't know. We've been hiding from men in green suits not unlike Fiyero's old Guard uniform. That poster makes me so mad! I'm NOT WICKED!!!! Okay I should really learn not to point my hands ANYWHERE when I'm mad, it just ends up that whatever I end up pointing at, gets mixed up. Like that tree over there, yeah it's now on fire, great!
We're now in Muchkinland, almost out of Oz. Guess who Fiyero sees in a house in which the door was wide open……Boq! Well at least he used to be Boq, but now he's just a Tin Thing, a Tin Man! I wish I could undo Nessa's mistake but like I've been told a dozen times, you can't reverse a spell once it's been cast. Well, at least I did on one acception, and now Fiyero's back to his old handsome self. Boq seems to be sharpening an ax of some sort. Fiyero and I are mesmerized by the sparks flying everywhere. So mesmerized that I accidentally stepped on a twig in the way on the threshold.
Boq looked up and saw Fiyero, I had disappeared beneath my hood, Boq looked at Fiyero with shock. This is what I heard of their short conversation:
"Fiyero! Oh thank Oz you're alive! But wait, I thought you died up on those poles in the field."
"Oh, yeah, no, they beat me pretty bad but I didn't die, Boq."
"Then why didn't you come back?"
"Well it's because of Elphaba."
Boq went cold all of the sudden
"You mean the Wicked Witch of the West, the witch who did this to me."
"No, she's not Wicked, and she didn't do that to you. Okay well technically she did but she was trying to save you from dying."
Boq flared up
"YOU CALL THIS SAVING ME??? Living the life of a tin can! With no heart!! THIS IS DEATH BEYOND DEATH. If I could undo this I would, but I can't."
Boq then rested his head on his legs and stayed there for a while.
"I know who could put you back the way you were, she's right here. Elphaba."
With that Fiyero whipped off my hood, I tried to stop him, but he was too quick. Boq looked up from his hands at my face. My green face, which he believed did this to him. At first he looked surprised, and then outraged, he stood up, grabbed his freshly sharpened axe and yelled,
"KILL THE WITCH!"
My eyes buldged and glared at Fiyero, willing him to hear my thought,
Oh Shit.
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