Oh yah I don't own wicked. Just in case you thought I did. I mean I know I'm great, but not that great. Just kidding

Elphie went to bed with a feeling of…. well what was it. She had never felt quite like this. She was happy and yet well she wouldn't go all the way to happy. Elphaba didn't get happy. She got mad, disappointed, angry, hungry, tired, and even sometimes content. But she would never say happy. And what was the big deal? She had had a conversation with Glinda that hadn't ended in the two having total repugnance of each other.

She couldn't say she liked Glinda, just she now thought she could handle her. Maybe now that she helped her Glinda would stop saying mean things about her to other people. Not that she cared. People had always said mean things about her. She was different; she was green, allergic to water, and for reasons of her past incapable of love and incapable of being like the other girls.

But these were problems for another day. Tonight she would dedicate to sleep. She waited for her roomy to get out of the bathroom so she could be the next to change. When she was in the bathroom. She heard the tiny voice come from the tiny girl "elphaba do you really think I'm smarter than Pfanne and Shenshen combined"

Elphaba chuckled, "yes Glinda but I wouldn't be that elated. They're not that hard to beat."

She heard a giggle from outside the bathroom where she could imagine Glinda laying in her bed with a goofy grin. She had always been so naïve and her emotions changed as fast as the weather in Quadleing country where she grew up most her life.

"Everything always came back to that she thought" as she could feel herself tighten. The one thing she wanted to forget was the one thing that seemed to trail behind her like her shadow. Well I guess it's hard to forget your entire childhood just because you want to.

She walked out of the bathroom and looked over to see Glinda passed out. But instead of seeing the ridiculous smile that usually swept across the girls face while she was sleeping was replaced by an almost somber expression. No something was wrong. This was not Galinda, well not the Galinda she knew. But then again how well did she really know the girl that slept in the same room with her every night?

Elphaba just stood there staring at the sleeping girl trying almost to solve her as if she were a puzzle.

She didn't know how long she had stared at her but when she looked at the clock it was two hours after she had gone in to get dressed. "Shit" she muttered under her breath.

As she slid underneath the covers she was enraged with herself do to the fact that she had wasted precious sleep time to stare at a girl that hated her. Why did she need to figure her out? She knew her type and that was enough.

But Elphaba knew she was different and how could she judge somebody for the way they look. That had happened to her all her life. She was green and hated for it her whole life, Glinda was blonde and was looked at as flighty her whole life. They both played the parts so they wouldn't hurt so much, but deep down it still hurt.

Elphaba didn't care what Galinda said; she knew they were the same in so many ways.

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Glinda woke to the sounds of Elphie tossing in her bed mumbling words incoherently and irritated. She seemed almost in pain. Glinda had seen this before and usually would feel sort of bad but it couldn't permeate the detestation she felt for the girl so she would usually just roll over and fall back asleep. But tonight was different. How could she ignore a girl that had comforted her when she had felt stupid and confused? She made up her mind then and there she wasn't going to let Elphaba suffer through this dream alone.

It may not have been much, but for Galinda this was a real stepping-stone. She had never done anything that wasn't ultimately and immediately in her best interest.

She walked over to the girl's bed not knowing whether she should say something to try to sooth her or try to hold her or caress her. Well caressing her was out of the question if Elphaba asleep was anything like elphaba when she was awake. And holding also seemed a bit extreme. So instead she tried saying something, anything. "Elphaba its ok. Elphie your alright I'm right here." She grabbed her hand tight trying to pull Elphaba back to a safer place. The hand she held was extremely soft to her surprise, even softer than her own. She slowly caressed the hand, which strangely seemed to calm her and give her the power to fight back what ever her dream had over her.

All of a sudden there was no more kicking or whimpering. Then all at once Elphaba woke up still somewhat shaking. She was very confused and dazed as to even where she was and then she realized something was touching her. She panicked a little until she realized someone was holding her hand and with another hand almost petting hers. Stroking it up and down. She liked the feeling but pulled away on instinct. She saw the person freeze for a moment. In the darkness she could only make out the shape. Then she realized it was only Galinda and relaxed a little.

Galinda spoke unsure of what to say so she stated the obvious truth, "you were having a bad dream so I, I came over here and tried comforting you. But you couldn't here me try to sooth you with words so I, I took your hand and, well it seemed to calm you down." She was nervous and not really quite sure why she felt she had done something wrong. Something she didn't have a right to do. "Well it calmed her down and I was just trying to help her"

Yes Glinda could persuade anyone in to believing what she wanted him or her to believe, even herself.

Elphaba sat there not knowing what to say. She was grateful she guessed that Glinda had soothed her and it had seemed to help her, but she had just woken up and she sure as hell was not the softest at this state.

All she could manage to say was "thanks, you can go back to bed now. I'm fine."

Even in her groggy, slightly panicked state she felt surprised at not snapping at the girl. Maybe she wasn't as heartless every one made her feel.

She heard her roommate slide off the side of the bed and reconnect with her own. A couple minutes later she heard the soft little snores of her sleeping roommate. Elphaba loved listening to Galinda's snores. It was a reminder that she was in fact not as perfect as the front she put up, and in that Elphaba could manage to see the true Galinda.

Yes only Galinda could turn something as annoying as snoring into something beautiful and cute.

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