Elphaba looked up at the strange, hooded figure and immediately rose, knocking Fiyero to the ground. "Seymour!! What is this? We just went over our agreement, and I clearly stated no one could know of our meetings. Who is he anyway? Hey you, remove your hood and reveal yourself"!
Boq slowly lowered the hood to reveal his tin face, causing all of Elphaba's rage to melt away. "Boq, is…is that you? How…how in the world did you find us"? At that moment, Fiyero shakily stood up to get a better look.
After sizing up the Tin Man he raised a patchwork eyebrow and asked, "Boq? How could that be you, I mean, what happened to you"?
"I was just about to ask you the same thing, Fiyero".
The Scarecrow's eyes went wide at the mention of his name. "How in the world did you find out it was me"? At that moment, Elphaba quietly whispered to Seymour that they should have a brief word outside, leaving the two objects alone with each other.
Boq pulled the hat and letter our of his empty chest cavity. "You need to be more careful. If anyone had discovered the supposed killer of the witch was actually the traitor Captain and boyfriend of the witch, all hell would've broken loose".
Fiyero blushed, How could I have been so stupid to drop my hat. Boq handed him his hat and Fiyero placed on his soft canvas head. For a while neither of them talk, but it was Fiyero who broke the ice.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"…Why did you lead that mob to kill Elphie? She was your friend, you new her when you were little, you helped her do research for Dr. Dillamond. Why did you try to kill your friend?"
"Are you really as stupid as you went on? Ever wonder how I became this tin monstrosity? It was her, her and her wicked sister! It was the night Elphaba came to visit Nessa and relieved her of her paralyze. Nessa became enraged when I begged her to let me go find Glinda and used that book that Elphaba always carries with her to try to cast a spell…"
"What is it Boq, are you hurt," Elphaba asked as the spell hit Boq and he began to fall against the abandoned wheelchair. Oh Oz! What is happening to me!! Boq clutched his chest as he slid further into chair. His heart was contracting and constricting, causing his limbs to tremble and twitch. Soon, he was struggling to get a breath, but managed to whisper, "My…my heart, it…it feels like it's shrinking". As his heart continued to shrink, he lost all feeling of his limbs and his vision began to fuzz and fade. Just before he lost consciousness, he could make out Elphaba waving her arms, chanting, and looking at the spell book.
As he began to awaken, he noticed his eyelids seemed very heavy and stiff. "Where am I," he moaned, "What happened"? His voice sounded odd to him, like it was echoing through a metallic fixture. He looked around, discovering he was still in Nessa's home. Had the event with Elphaba all been a dream?
From behind he heard the all too familiar voice of Nessarose reply, "Nothing, uh…you just fell asleep". Huh, it must have just been a nightmare. As he tried to get up, he discovered not just his eyelids, but his whole body felt heavy and stiff. What's going on here? He tried to walk towards Nessa, but it was extremely hard to walk, and every time he moved, there was an odd squeaking noise. He eventually reached Nessa, who, not to his surprise, was vainly looking at herself in the mirror. Nessa turned around to speak to him, but upon looking at Boq, let out a shriek of horror and fell to the floor. He reached out his hand to help her off the floor, but all she did was gaze in a wide-eyed horror at Boq. "What is it," he asked, confused and afraid, "What's wrong".
It was then he noticed his hand; it was no longer a regular, munchkin's hand. It was completely composed of tin; where his joints were, there were now rusty hinges connected with screws, and where his fingers had been now were cylindrical tubes of tin. To his horror, he looked at his whole body to discover it was no different; his arms, legs, and torso were all made of the same, polished metal. In a panic, he shoved the crumpled mess of Nessa out of the way of the mirror, just so he could get of clear look at what he had truly become. What had once been a somewhat handsome, boyish face now resembled some sort of rickety sculpture. His mop of scruffy, brown hair no longer existed, his once clear, blue eyes were now cold and grey, and his lower jaw was a huge hinged structure on the bottom of his face. WHY!! Why me! Haven't I been cursed enough! Oh god, that wasn't a nightmare! It was Nessa, but mostly that horrid sister of her's, Elphaba. THIS WAS HER FAULT. I…I can't stay here, not anymore!!
Boq ran screaming in frustration from the mansion, with beads of oil running from his eyes; a Tin Man's form of tears.