A/N: I wrote this over a year ago and just found it in one of my old writing folders, so I decided to put it up. Elphaba to Frex, a few days after 'Defying Gravity' takes place.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
November 13
My Dear Father,
It pains me to bring news of what I have done to the family, and to you. Please understand it was not done as a rebellious act against you – you have been as kind to me as I could ever expect of the father of a green girl. Doubtless you already know of the events that occurred in the Palace three days ago. News travels fast, even in the country. Still, I owe you a personal explanation.
I cannot be an assistant to the Wizard, Father. He and Madame Morrible have horrible intentions, and I won't be a tool in their gruesome plot. I wrote to you of my Goat professor, Dr. Dillamond, and his unfair arrest. Well, I now understand that the Wizard plans to root out all Animals and either kill them or reverse their ability to speak! He tricked me into using my sorcery capabilities to give some poor monkeys wings, so he can use them as spies. Who knows what awful fate has befallen dear Dr. Dillamond already? You have never cared much about Animals, Father, obedience to the higher law being your main concern, but I'm not like you. If my actions have labeled me wicked, I consider it well deserved, for I am doing what I believe right. For once, I'm being myself, without you or anyone else to tell me "no". Life as a fugitive could be exciting; you know how I love adventure.
No doubt you are embarrassed right now, and very angry. I'm not sorry for what I did, but I am sorry of the effect it must be having on you. But…well, if I've chosen a path you frown upon, it may be the right one for me, after all. We have always been complete opposites!
As for Nessarose, I hope she can find it in her heart to forgive me, someday. I've always been utterly devoted to her, so I hope she doesn't hold a grudge. Unfortunately, Nessa is not one to forgive and forget easily.
It well may be I will meet you both again. I won't be hidden forever. Witches always come back in the fairy tales Nessa and I enjoy – who's to say I won't follow suit? But I won't harm anyone, if I can help it. No matter what, I'll never really be wicked. That is a label, and I won't conform to it.
I must go, but I wish you both the best.
Goodbye for now,
Elphaba Thropp
A/N: Short, I know, but it wasn't originally written as a fanfic, just as a random, bored drabble. Reviews are, as always, appreciated.