Here I am! Again, sorry. Exams...

"Hey!" exclaimed SideshowJazz1. She smiled at everyone. This time it looked a bit forced, and she seemed tired. "Sorry, I'm wiped out after three exams. The English and Media Studies called for five essays and one long-answer booklet altogether, and the Maths meant five booklets of equations, and I'm still going to have two History essays and five long-answer booklets of Economics. Anyway, onto the questions! First, we have CharlotteandRashka! Hey! Sorry about messaging you, didn't know to review, I'm new to this site. First I have a question from Rashka. She would like to ask all of the characters what their favorite color is, hers is purple. My fav color is turquoise, if anyone cares. Mine is either purple, blue or green. Everyone else?"

"Black." Elphaba said.

"Pink!" Glinda said. "But green is closely second, followed by silver."

"...Blue." Fiyero said, after a long pause.

"Me too." Boq said.

"Red." Nessa answered.

"Uh...white, maybe." the Wizard decided.

"Gold." Morrible chose.

Dorothy thought for a long time before replying "All colours of the rainbow."

SideshowJazz1 gave a sigh. "Dorothy, you just disregarded the message of your movie, which is kind of funny in the Wicked universe. Whatever. Let's continue. I have a comment for the wizard : I was looking at a picture of you in my book during lunch the other day and I realized you look freakishlynlike my guidance counselor. It freaked me out. A lot. Um, that's all right now, there might be more later on though... I can't wait!"

The Wizard looked puzzled. "Is that a compliment or an insult?"

SideshowJazz1 shrugged. "It's an observation. Anyway, next up, therealfae! Heyopp! I WAS SCARED YOU DIED SIDESHOWJAZZ1! I actually had a dream where you shutdown your account, and I started yelling, and my friend came over andhushed me with a muffler, and we were in a strange version of Russia and China

and Japan! I WAS WORRIED! DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN! Um...OK. Sorry, again. But I really want to pass Level 2, and I'm so close already! At least, I NEED more credits to pass English. At least that one's over. Anyways: Ginda,Tap dance on the stairs of the National Monument (USA) wearing all black. My tap teacher's friend did it once and got arrested." SideshowJazz1 clapped and they were on the stairs. Glinda was wearing pink tap shoes. SideshowJazz1 was suddenly holding a wireless CD player, and the song "I Don't Need Anything But You" from Annie started playing.

"As hard as that song is, tap dance!" SideshowJazz1 said. Glinda did it, although a little awkwardly.

People started staring, not just at Glinda, but the whole cast.

"Oh!" called one girl. "The cast of Wicked? Can I get your autographs? Please?"

SideshowJazz1 smiled happily. "Why not?" Everyone signed something. "Guess we better get back, anyway." SideshowJazz1 said, clapping. They were now in her room. "I thought we could have a better atmosphere here." she explained. There were chairs everywhere. SideshowJazz1 herself flopped on her bed. "Next we have a question. Fiyero, it's yours. When is the wedding? If you don't know when, pick a date now!"

"Like we'll have many people at it." Elphaba muttered, but she answered for him. "It's probably going to be next month."

"I have got to come to that!" SideshowJazz1 said. "OK...I better relay this one, cause it's for Doctor Dillamond, who isn't here. I dare you to be a sub for my history class! It's so slow paced...I know, I know, I've got a History exam Thursday. My torture will finally be over at the end of the month! OK, one more reviewer...that's kind of a downer that there was only three this time. Again, we have Shockheaded Peter's Sister. First of all Sideshow Jazz, I have to be severe with you. Much as I love this fic your exams come first. So away with the apologies, and just update when you can, right. OK, I know. I get that all the time from everyone except the kids at school. Let's see...oh, this is for you, Boq! Boq, just do yourself a favour. Study Fiyero for a while and see why he's

adorable even as a scarecrow. Because under all that "I'm so cool" pose, he's a sweetheart. You are what we'd call a Mardy A*** here in the North of England ("Mardy" means sulky.)"

"What?" Boq exclaimed. "I'm not sulky! I just-"

"Quit whining." SideshowJazz1 ordered. "The reviewers don't want to hear that. As much as I like you at all, you could cut down on that. I was nice enough to let you be human in this fic, so shut up! Anyway, oh, Fiyero, you have another request! Fiyero, be nice to a senior citizen. Please give me a cuddle."

Fiyero complied, as usual. Next SideshowJazz1 giggled when she read the next bit. "Dorothy, be nice to everybody. Go away. Take Morrible and that fool of a wizard with you. Oh... wait, who would we have to laugh at? You can stay if Sideshow Jazz says you can. Well, since we need someone to abuse, we'll have to keep them. We can't hurt anyone else in most cases. Boq and Nessa, sometimes, but they're not the usual victims. By the way, if 3Mindy3 is reading this, can I totally steal your idea with the Nessarose scoreboard and see how many people, including me, have demanded hugs from Fiyero? Let's see, so far there has been...5! OK, to continue...Glinda, thanks for that wonderful party, loved all the pink glitter (never tooold for pink glitter at parties!)"

Glinda smiled brightly. "Most definitely not!" She glanced around SideshowJazz1's bedroom. "Hey, why is it the only pink thing you have is this mirror's border?"

SideshowJazz1 shrugged. "My sister got me that ages ago. My favourite colour used to be pink, but now it's not. Well, that's everything! By the way, if anyone is a fan of horror films from the 80s, I strongly suggest checking out the "Nightmare On Elm Street" archive. In the M files I found a question thing, which included requests. I got my DVD case signed!" She smiled. "And don't forget about this fic! Questions, questions, questions! And don't forget, I'm now keeping count of how many people ask Fiyero for hugs!"

Well, yeah, don't forget to ask more questions! I'll update again after my exams, I promise!