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"Wow, I can't believe the amount of reviewers!" SideshowJazz1 exclaimed. She and the characters were in a deserted playground, and it was very sunny. SideshowJazz1 herself was on a swing. Dorothy was cross legged on the ground. Nessa was stretched out on a wooden platform, out of her wheelchair for once, and all the other characters were in various places around.

"OK, let's start with Shockheaded Peter's Sister, my only reviewer for every single chapter!" SideshowJazz1 beamed. "Great stuff, but only three reviewers? Blah! Morrible, do something useful for once in your miserable life. Cast a spell to wake up those reviewers! This fic is a treat and deserves RESPECT!"

Morrible, who was stuck hanging on a fireman's pole, scowled. "The sooner this fic is over, the better." she snapped back.

SideshowJazz1 scowled back at her. "I think you should pay a visit to one of my non-Wicked fics!" she exclaimed. "You can go to my finished story, Twelve Girls, Thirteen Boys and Savages. I'll even be nice enough to let you go through everything Abby goes through. She dies." SideshowJazz1 chuckled at the last line. "OK...CharlotteandRashka, purple is the loveliest colour ever. Glinda, don't be upset. I like pink next best. I like silver too - when it's not metal and clumsy and calling itself Boq."

Boq had been sitting on the swing bridge. He sighed when hearing this, but didn't say anything.

SideshowJazz1 scanned down the message. "Fiyero, my hug was lovely. Thank you."

Fiyero, who was carefully perched on a tyre swing, grinned, but didn't say anything. SideshowJazz1 continued. "And last but not least, Dorothy, my dear, this old bat has a treat for you. I'm going to take you to a theme park. I'm not letting you have anything to hold on to on all the scary rides. Then you'll be all those colours of the rainbow that you like so much." Dorothy stared at the ground, tears spilling from her eyes.

"Sideshow Jazz, please keep writing. I'll always review." SideshowJazz1 finished with a smile. "OK, next up we have therealfae! I soooooooo call bridesmaid for the wedding! Or flower girl...Fiyero, you need a bachelor party! Boq is the planner, and has complete power over the party stuffs. Elphie, you don't HAVE to have one, but you can spend all day in the world's biggest library with any girl of your choice! (makes pouty eyes) Glinda, I dare you to take a tango class with the Wizard as a partner. Peace, love, and Flying Monkeys! OK, Boq?"

Boq glanced around before saying "How would I plan a party? Fine, OK. Party in Los Angeles, rent Universal Studios from 7pm to 7am. Add alcohol."

SideshowJazz1 sighed. "Damn, I'm a girl, so I can't come. I wanted to go on the Simpsons Ride again...and again. The last time I was at Universal, I felt sick all day and couldn't eat anything. Ooh, I've got something. If anyone at the bachelor party falls asleep, they have to sleep at the motel set from Psycho. Bonus points if there's actors there! Two words: Shower scene. Elphaba? Choice of girl? You can choose one of the reviewers as well."

Elphaba, who was at the top of a slide, thought for a moment, then smiled at her sister. "Nessa, do you want to come?"

Nessa smiled back. "OK."

"I thought most people had forgotten about Nessa being here, actually." SideshowJazz1 said. "She's usually so quiet here."

"I can push myself forward if you want." Nessa teased the author.

SideshowJazz1 began to answer, but suddenly, it started pouring with rain and she screamed, then glared at the person responsible. "Morrible, this is my fic. I'd use my author's powers, but I don't feel great, anyway." SideshowJazz1 did look a little faint, and her scowl was devoid of energy. "Fine, we'll move inside. Tango class is in my room, got the instructor there already."

After five minutes, the Wizard and Glinda had reluctantly tangoed, and Glinda especially tore herself away to perch herself on SideshowJazz1's dresser. SideshowJazz1 herself was lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Her strength hadn't improved in the minutes in between the rain starting and now. "OK." she muttered. "We have one question from someone123. For Elphaba: Why didn't you tell Glinda you were still alive? I love you two being best friends!"

Elphaba gave a sigh. "It's because she'd want to clear my name and everyone would turn on her if she tried. Don't forget that I'm still a legend in the history of villainy."

"You're also my role model." SideshowJazz1 said weakly, managing a smile. "Next up is OneWickedWitch. First off, I have a question for everybody! What is your favorite holiday? It's nearly Christmas, by the way, yay! I think this is from Earth holidays."

"Labour Day." Elphaba answered. "It doesn't have to be a big-time celebration."

"Boxing Day, because there are awesome sales!" exclaimed Glinda.

"New Years' Eve, because it's an excuse to party!" Fiyero said.

"Easter Sunday, because it's a good holiday." Nessa said quietly. "Plus I like chocolate!" she added with a smile.

"Christmas, because I like presents!" Dorothy said happily.

"Anniversary Day." Boq decided. "I get to do whatever I want."

"Halloween." decided Madame Morrible. "I see a lot of people dressed up as me at that time." SideshowJazz1 giggled, although she was still pale.

The Wizard sighed. "I honestly don't know. I can't keep count of all of them."

SideshowJazz1 was still looking unwell, but she smiled all the same. "We've got another thing to add to the score! Second, I want a hug from Fiyero!" The score went up to 6, as SideshowJazz1 clapped, and OneWickedWitch appeared, and received her hug.

SideshowJazz1 sighed. "OK, I know I've got a bunch more questions to answer, but so as not to keep you in suspense, they'll be in the next chapter. Thanks, and see you next time!"

I truly am sorry. Don't worry, I'm OK at the moment, my written counterpart has just been sick with writers' block!