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Obsession
Universe: Canon musicalverse; Saturday Shopping
Main Character: pre-witch Elphaba, Galinda
"No!" a girlish voice yelped angrily as the bouncy curls of Galinda surged forward. Her usually flawless face was red and blotchy, and a very small sheen of sweat began to form on her neck and collarbone. "Give them to me! I saw them first!" she whined, stamping her foot childishly.
"Not happening," a twenty-something-year-old woman replied icily, her dark eyes narrowing. She had long, dark, shiny hair, which Galinda decided made her milky white skin look incredibly pale. In her hand, the woman held a pair of size eight, hot pink stilettos- the very last pair in the store. "I got them first," the woman continued with a slight scoff.
"B-but…" Galinda pleaded, her large, doe-eyes sparkling with tears, "look at you! You're wearing all dark colours. Pink won't match that very well at all!" Her tiny, pink mouth pouted sadly as the woman shook her head wildly, and then strode away with a malicious smirk.
"What in Oz has gotten you all worked up?" a bored, feminine voice asked. Galinda spun on her sparkly, gold heels and felt the tiny, salty drops begin to pour down her cheeks. She leapt forward into the scrawny, green arms of her roommate and began to sob loudly.
"Elphie, she won't give them back!" Galinda cried, pointing a long, manicured finger in the dark haired woman's general direction.
"Give what back?" Elphaba asked curiously, tilting her head awkwardly. Early that day, she had been conned into going shopping with Galinda- something she had vehemently sworn never to do.
"The limited edition, hand crafted, perfect pink shoes I picked out! I saw them first, but then she grabbed them!" Galinda sniffed, wiping the tear stains from her cherubic cheeks.
Elphaba tried to best to keep from laughing, but nonetheless wrapped a comforting arm around Galinda's tiny shoulders. "Oh Galinda," she chastised gently, giving her best friend a reassuring squeeze. "They're just shoes… let it go."
"But-but I really wanted them- they were so pretty," Galinda reasoned, biting her lip sadly. "Don't you like shoes, Elphie?" Galinda asked sorrowfully.
Elphaba shook her head to conceal a tiny smile. "To be completely honest, shoes have never really been my thing."
"Oh."