Forewarning. There is mildly mature content towards the end of this chapter. And, as always, my buddy "Denpa Wave Chick Saki" co-wrote this with me. Enjoy!
"Do...not...resist!" The green woman gave the dresses a punch with each word, wondering why Galinda always insisted on packing so much. She finally slammed the lid shut, only to catch her hand in the process. "OZFUCKINGDAMNIT!"
The blonde had been watching the scene, giggling, until, that is, Elphaba hurt herself. She rushed over, taking the green woman's hand in her own to examine it. "Oz, are you okay, Elphaba?"
"I'm fine..." Elphaba growled before she locked the trunk. "Alright...I think that's everything. Take one last look around though."
"Are you sure you re all right? That looked like it hurt. "
"Yeah, it hurt, but I'll be fine, really." Elphaba softened a little at the blonde's concern.
"If you say so..." Galinda turned to look around the room, making sure she hadn't forgotten anything. "Well, I have everything I'll need for this weekend."
"All right. Then let's head out." Elphaba picked up the blonde's trunk and set it over her shoulder, leaving the room and heading down to their waiting carriage. Galinda followed close behind, carrying Elphaba's much smaller bag and her own travel bag. "You can get in. I just need to secure this," Elphaba said, tapping the trunk on her shoulder.
"Alrighty then." The blonde climbed up in to the carriage, tucking their bags underneath their seats.
The green woman secured the trunk to the top before she climbed in as well, shutting the door behind her. The carriage started off, and Elphaba looked up at the low roof. "These were built for short people..."
Galinda giggled. "Or perhaps you're just abnormally tall."
"I am not!" The blonde looked away with an innocent expression, holding back a smile. "H-hey! Don't give me that look! There are plenty of men who are my height, if not taller!"
"Or perhaps that's just what you want to think..."
"No, I know it for a fact!" Her face grew dark green. "I...well you're short and well-endowed!"
"And?" She blushed. "There is nothing wrong with being a petite buxom blonde. Many people like it about me."
"And...well...you're not proportionate either then!"
"Heeeeeeeyyyyy. It's not my fault I am a little more...gifted in certain parts..."
"Just like it's not my fault I happen to be taller than most females. We're even." Galinda stuck her tongue out at the green woman. Acting on a whim, Elphaba reached across the carriage and grasped the blonde's tongue in her hand. "Ha. That's what you get." Galinda's eyes widened, and she gave a small squeak of surprise. She tried escaping the green woman's grasp. "Nope. Sorry. Perhaps you should have thought of that earlier," Elphaba said with a smile.
The blonde's shoulders sagged in defeat, as she mumbled something incoherent. She looked around the carriage, but her eyes ended up resting back on Elphaba, sliding down to her green lips. She blushed a little. 'What would it be like...to kiss...'
"I win...for once." The green woman released the blonde and leaned back in her seat in triumph
Galinda snapped out of her thoughts, quickly leaning across the empty space to poke Elphaba in her ticklish spot with a grin. "Or so you think..."
"GAH!" Elphaba jumped, which resulted in her banging her head on the carriage roof.
The blonde clapped a hand over her mouth, speaking between giggles, "Are you...okay? Perhaps you should...rethink your...height theory..."
"Nnn...I stick to my original statement...these carriages were made for short people," Elphaba groaned, rubbing the top of her head.
Galinda gently laid a hand on the top of Elphaba's head. "You all right?"
"Yes. My body is quite resilient...I can take a beating," she replied with a half grin.
"Apparently so..." She grinned back at her.
The rest of the ride was fairly uneventful, and, soon enough, they had reached the palace. Elphaba opened the door and stepped out, holding out her hand to the blonde. "Don't fall this time," she teased.
Galinda quickly stuck her tongue out at Elphaba before taking the green woman's hand and stepping down. "I will not slip this time..."
"All right...if you say so..." Elphaba grinned before she untied the trunk and took it down, putting it over her shoulder again. "I'm watching you." The blonde walked up to the palace doors, being extra careful not to slip. Elphaba followed, the grin never leaving her face. "Good job," she said once they were inside. She started up the stairs towards the blonde's room.
Galinda followed the green woman. "Thank you very much. I'm not that clumsy, Elphaba."'
"No, of course not. What would ever give anyone that idea?" Galinda flicked her on the ear, quickly turning away and whistling innocently. "Hey!" Elphaba dropped the trunk in the blonde's room before rubbing her ear furiously. "What was that for?"
"Oh, are you two at it already? I forbid fighting on my birthday."
Galinda gasped, whipping around. "Nessa!" She rushed over to give the brunette a hug, grinning. "We aren't fighting...Elphaba's just being her usual self." She giggled.
"Don't blame me," Elphaba said, crossing her arms and looking away.
Nessa embraced the blonde back. "I'm so glad you could make it."
"I wouldn't miss it for the world." She turned to see Elphaba pouting. "Awww, now she's upset..." She walked up behind the green woman and gently wrapped her arms around her middle, hugging her close. "Forgive me, Elphie?" The blonde snuck her head around to look up at Elphaba with a wobbling pout.
The green woman inhaled sharply at the sudden contact, and she stiffened at first, but soon relaxed into the blonde's grip, placing her hands over Galinda's gently. "Fine...I suppose I can find it in my green heart to forgive you."
"Yay!" The blonde giggled, giving her a quick squeeze before pulling away. She turned back to Nessa. "See? We aren't fighting."
Both of Nessa's eyebrows were raised high. "Who are you and what have you done with my sister?"
Galinda gaped. "Um...I...I'm still..."
Nessa smiled. "I just never thought I would see such familiarity between you two."
"I...I told you i changed. " She blushed.
"Apparently so..."
"Did you not believe me when I told you?"
"Of course I did. It's just...well...it's almost a miracle."
Elphaba had just opened her mouth to reply when the door to Galinda's room burst open, revealing the Wizard. "You," he said, pointing at Elphaba. "Pack your bags. You're leaving in five minutes."
"L-leaving?"
The blonde gaped. "But Popsicle, why is she leaving? She is supposed to stay for Nessa's celebration tomorrow."
"She won't be missed. Now don't just stand there; hurry up!"
"B-but why?"
"Don't ask questions!" The Wizard grabbed the back of Elphaba's cloak and started to drag her from the room.
Galinda rushed forward, grabbing on to the Wizard's arm. "Popsicle, please! Where is she going?"
"Do not fret, my pet. Sir Arjikis has merely contracted her into his service for the weekend. He was quite adamant about it...even refusing to do something as ridiculous as withholding emeralds."
"You used me as a bargaining tool?" Elphaba said before she could stop herself.
"You belong to me, and I can use you as I well please! Now, you will go to the Glikkus this weekend and watch over his daughter!"
"Well, can't you at least give her a few minutes before dragging her off?"
"Haven't the time."
"But Father please! I want her here for my birthday! Who else will look after us?" Nessa asked.
"There are plenty of guards in the palace, and, my dear flower, you can have a wonderful birthday with or without her."
"Galinda, do something!" the brunette hissed, grabbing her sister's arm.
Galinda quickly followed behind them, grabbing Elphaba's bag on her way out. "Father, she's a person too! You cannot just treat her like she is nothing!"
The Wizard turned to face his eldest daughter. "Fine. If you feel so strongly about it, then you can say your goodbyes before the carriage arrives." He released Elphaba roughly before stalking back inside the palace.
The green woman looked at the blonde. "Well...this was unexpected."
Galinda sighed, looking down at her feet. "Oz, Elphie...I'm so sorry. I know how much you wanted to be here for Nessa..."
"Hey...it's all right. I...I'll be fine. You just have a good time, okay?" Elphaba said, her voice wavering slightly as she held back a few tears. She put her hand under Galinda's chin, tilting her head up gently. "No sad faces."
The blonde gave a half-hearted smile, looking up at her. "I'll make sure to tell you exactly how Nessa reacts to our present. I know she will love it." Her eyes drifted over Elphaba's face. 'Oz, she really is quite pretty...'
The green woman didn't want to leave. She didn't want to be alone with Sarima for Oz knows why...She didn't want to be away from the blonde. Elphaba ran a hand through the blonde's hair, her face darkening. "I..." At that moment, the carriage pulled up, and Elphaba sighed. "I have to go," she said, turning away and starting to step inside the open door.
Galinda followed her. "Here's your bag," she held it out for her.
Elphaba turned back and took it from her, her hand brushing across Galinda's. "Th-thanks." A pause. "I suppose this is...goodbye."
"Good...bye..." she barely breathed out the last part. The blonde went up to her toes, pressing her own pink lips against green ones before she could even register what she was doing.
Elphaba froze as Galinda kissed her. Her bag fell from her hand, and, for once, her mind went completely blank, but was soon buzzing with questions. 'What is she doing? Oz, why is she kissing me? Should I kiss her back? Am I doing this right? '
Galinda pulled away after a few moments, her eyes opening slowly before widening in shock. She stammered for something to say. "I...I am so sorry!"
"N-no...it's all right..." The green woman would have said more, but the driver yelled at her impatiently, so she grabbed her bag and darted inside the carriage, her feelings all tumbling over one another.
The blonde watched the carriage drive off, gently touching her lips, as she remembered the feeling of Elphaba's lips. "I...why...I can't believe...I did that..."
Elphaba was touching her own lips, thinking about how different Galinda was than Sarima. Sarima demanded power...Galinda was gentle and equal. It occurred then to the green woman that it was entirely possible she had...feelings for the blonde. 'But Sarima...' It was too much to handle now, and Elphaba sunk down in her seat as she watched the scenery fly by.
The sun had yet to rise over Oz by the time the carriage reached the Glikkus. Elphaba had been nodding off, but jerked awake when the carriage stopped. She peered out the window with a sigh before she grabbed her bag and stepped out.
Sarima watched the green woman emerge from the carriage, and her eyes narrowed as a small smile crossed her face. Now that the blonde was out of the picture, she would keep Elphaba this time for sure. She turned and left her room, heading down to meet the green woman. "Oh, hello, Elphaba. I am so happy you could come." She walked up to Elphaba and wrapped her arms around her, drawing her into a tight hug.
Elphaba stiffened at the contact and gently pushed Sarima away. "Yes...I really didn't have a choice. Tell me: why did your father believe you needed a bodyguard? And why didn't he just have one of his own guards do it?"
The brunette looked hurt that Elphaba had pushed her away. She wrapped her arm around the green woman's and began leading her inside. "My father has been receiving threats towards our family. Apparently one of father's rivals in the industry was not happy when our mines started to produce more gems than theirs. So they threatened our family in an attempt to get father to shut down his mines. Of course, father refused. He thought it was just an empty threat, but just a few days ago, one of my sisters was nearly kidnapped. So now father is on high alert, and he will not let any of us go anywhere with a bodyguard."
"I see...but that only half answers my question. Surely your father has many guards up here; you are high class. So why did I need to come up here? You know I work for Miss Galinda. Why did you drag me out here, if you just plan on staying home?"
"Well, I didn't want any of the guards we have. Is it so bad to use the opportunity to spend some time with my girlfriend?"
"Girl...what?" Elphaba stared at the brunette. "You...you never...you can't just assume...that's why you did this?"
Sarima nodded. "Well, we have made out enough times that I thought it was safe to assume. You do want to be my girlfriend, right?"
"Uhh...I-I suppose...if that's how it works," Elphaba said, somewhat at a loss for words.
The brunette opened the door to one of the rooms. "So because this was so short notice, we didn't have time to make up a room for you. But I figured since we are going out after all, you wouldn't mind sharing a room with me."
Elphaba's face turned dark green. She had only ever shared a room with Galinda, but that had been strictly professional. This...the green woman did not have a good feeling about all of this. Still, she couldn't let Sarima see. "I...I suppose not. As long as you don't mind. I'll...I will just take up a chair in the corner..."
"Elphaba, we aren't strangers. I don't mind if we share the bed."
"O-oh...I see..." The green woman set her bag down in the corner and stood with her arms crossed awkwardly. "So...umm...it's awfully quiet. If everyone is still asleep, why are you awake so early?"
"Because I knew you were coming. I wanted to be awake to greet you." She gave her a smile.
"Yes, well...here I am. You...you can go back to sleep, if you wish."
"It's alright. I'm awake already, so I don't see the point in going back to sleep."
"But surely you must be...tired. You needn't force yourself to stay awake because of me." Elphaba moved to sit in a chair in the corner, only to feel Sarima's sudden weight in her lap. "Uhhhh..."
"Perhaps I would like to enjoy what time I have with you."
Elphaba looked up at the brunette, her face darkening. "If...if that is what you wish..." Sarima wrapped her arms around the green woman's neck, leaning down to give her a kiss. Elphaba half-resisted the kiss, not terribly sure if this was what she wanted. "Sarima...ah...nnn...I-I don't know..."
"Elphaba please...I want to know that you feel the same."
The green woman looked down uncertainly before she hesitantly placed her hands on the brunette's hips. "I don't know...what I'm feeling."
"What is so wrong with just going with the flow of things?" She stroked her fingers through Elphaba's raven hair.
"I...I..." Elphaba didn't have answer, but her eyes closed and she let out a small, involuntary moan when she felt Sarima's fingers run against her scalp. The green woman tried to snap out of the trance she was slipping in to. With a smirk, Sarima lowered her mouth to the green woman's neck, kissing her way up until their lips met again. Elphaba's resistance started to fade as her body reacted to what Sarima was doing. She gripped the brunette's hips a little tighter and pulled her a little closer, her mind starting to become foggy. Sarima's hand slipped to the back of Elphaba's neck, holding her closer, as she deepened the kiss. She moved her legs so that she was now straddling the green woman's legs.
In the back of her mind, something was telling Elphaba that this wasn't right...but a much larger part of her mind was telling her that it didn't matter. After all, Galinda had given herself up to a jerk like Fiyero, so why was it so wrong for Elphaba to surrender to someone like Sarima? Elphaba pulled herself closer to the brunette, her hands sliding up and down her back.
Sarima gave a soft moan at Elphaba's touches, letting her tongue slide across the green woman's lips. Her hands drifted down to grab the bottom of her own dress, slowly stripping it off over her head and leaving her on Elphaba's lap clad only in her under garments. She returned to the kiss, more fervently than before. At the feeling of Sarima's bare skin, Elphaba's heart beat began to pick up. Oh. Oh, this was getting serious. Did Sarima actually believe they were going to...do it? Dear Oz, what if that is what this was coming to? Still...Sarima was so warm...and her skin was so soft...Elphaba ran her hands down the brunette's arms, feeling her shudder under her touch. Oh, how Sarima loved the feel of Elphaba's hands on her bare skin. She loved it so much she needed more. Now. The brunette made quick work of the front of the green woman's dress and moved to slide it off her shoulders, moaning as her fingers trailed against the soft skin as it was revealed.
And that was the final straw. The minute Elphaba felt her skin being bared to the world, she immediately broke through the fog in her head and panicked. "N-no!" She pushed Sarima away and quickly pulled her dress back up, trembling slightly. "Please...I can't...I'm not..."
The brunette frowned at being pushed away, but she quickly hid it behind a small smile. "It's okay, Elphaba. I'll just...go take a bath then." She sauntered over to the bathroom, slowly stripping off her under garments as she went. By the time she reached the door, she was completely naked. Sarima paused to turn back to Elphaba, giving her a wink before going to turn on the faucet.
Elphaba could only stare at the brunette's naked body, and she managed to force herself to look away perhaps a few seconds too late. She held her dress close to herself as she tried to calm down. She hadn't expected things to get so out of hand. She wondered how Galinda had felt the first time. 'Galinda...' Elphaba wondered what the blonde was doing. She hated being separated from her. She wished Galinda were here to tell her if this was right or not...
"Happy birthday, Nessa!" Galinda jumped onto the brunette's bed with a squeal.
Nessa jerked awake, looking up at her sister. "It is a good thing I can't feel my legs."
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I am just too excited. You are-" She gasped. "You're old now!" She grinned at her.
"I am not! I'm only sixteen!" the brunette protested, poking the blonde in her ticklish spot.
Galinda giggled, rolling away so Nessa couldn't tickle her anymore. "But I remember when you were only seven." She frowned suddenly. "You're not allowed to grow up. I can't take it. You have to stay exactly as you are now: my little baby sister forever."
"Galinda, I will always be your little sister...nothing will change that." Nessa offered the blonde a smile.
"B-b-but I want you to stay like this forever..."
Nessa smiled. "I will try not to change, okay? So don't be upset. It depresses me."
"Alright. If you promise you will always be my baby sister." She grinned and gave the brunette a giant hug.
"Yes...Galinda...not breathing..."
"Oh. Whoopsie." She pulled away, blushing. "I didn't mean to crush you on your birthday."
"It's alright...affection is always a nice gift," Nessa said. She began the process of moving from her bed to her chair.
Galinda slid out of the bed, helping the brunette move. "So what would you like to do until the celebration tonight?"
"Well, I thought that you and I and Elphaba cou-" She stopped, looking down. "Elphaba...please tell me that yesterday was just a bad dream."
The blonde frowned. "I wish I could say it was, but Father sent her off for the weekend."
"I...I don't..." The brunette wheeled to her vanity, beginning to brush her hair. "It isn't fair...she was here for your birthday."
Galinda took the brush from Nessa's hand, taking over the brushing with a sigh. "I'm sorry, Nessa...I tried. I really did. But you know how Father gets sometimes. He wouldn't even let her stay for 5 minutes to say goodbye. All he would allow was for me to walk her to the carriage, and then the driver was so impatient. I'm sorry..." She blushed the tiniest bit, remembering what she had done before the carriage had left.
She sighed. "I know...It's still not fair." A pause. "Why are you blushing?"
"N-nothing! Nothing at all..." the blonde stammered.
Nessa sighed again. "Well, I suppose we could...I don't know...Galinda, why do I miss her this much?" She turned and hugged her sister tightly.
Galinda returned the hug. "Oh, Nessa, I miss her too..."
The brunette clutched her tighter. "But why did he send her away? What could Sit Arjikis want with her?"
"I...I'm assuming his daughter wished to spend time with her. She has grown very...fond of Elphaba."
"His...daughter?" A pause. "Sarima? What does she want with Elphaba?"
"I'm not sure really. They are friends now, so perhaps she just wanted to spend time with her. But I'm sure she didn't realize it was your birthday."
"Well, maybe if we tell her...do you think she would send Elphaba back?" Nessa looked at her sister with hopeful eyes.
"I think that by the time she gets news of it, even if she did agree to send her back, it would be too late. I'm sure Elphaba arrived there this morning. She wouldn't get back here until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest. I'm sorry, Nessa. I know how much you want her here."
Nessa sighed. "When you see Sarima again, you tell her I am very upset!"
Galinda gave a small chuckle. "I will make sure to do just that." She kissed the brunette softly on the forehead. "So what would the birthday girl like to do today?"
"Galinda, I really don't feel like doing anything right now..."
"Please...don't let this ruin your day. You know Elphaba wouldn't want it to."
"How do you know? She isn't even here!" The brunette burst into tears before she wheeled away angrily.
"Nessa..." Galinda collapsed on the edge of the bed, watching her sister roll away.
Elphaba looked down at her hands nervously, not wanting to look at Sarima again if the brunette happened to emerge...well...indecent.
"Elphaba, are you hungry?" Sarima called from the bathroom.
"Umm...not particularly," Elphaba replied, not looking up.
"Are you sure?" She came out, wearing a navy blue dress. "You haven't eaten anything in a while, have you?"
"I...I don't really...remember." The green woman's gaze caught Sarima's bare feet and before she could stop herself, she made the mistake of looking up.
Sarima gave her a smile. "Come on. Let's get you something to eat." She moved forward to give Elphaba a kiss. Elphaba stood up quickly to avoid the kiss, rubbing the back of her neck. She moved to open the bedroom door for the brunette. Sarima was not happy that Elphaba had avoided her, but she hid it with a smile, stepping through the door. The brunette grabbed her hand, intertwining their fingers, and pulled her towards the dining room. "Come on. You can meet my sisters."
Elphaba looked down at their hands. 'This shows intimacy. Do you get it now?' The memory flashed through her mind, and Elphaba felt a lump form in her throat. 'Galinda...' Just thinking about the blonde hurt and the green woman sighed, allowing Sarima to lead her into the empty dining room. "...Are your sisters invisible?"
The brunette shrugged. "I guess they haven't finished getting ready yet. They will be down soon."
Elphaba pulled out Sarima's chair for her just as the sound of chattering echoed off the walls. A few moments later, Sarima's sisters entered, all dressed in different colors and styles of dresses.
"Well, look who decided to come home."
"Having fun at your fancy school?"
"Are you too good for us now?"
"Who's the green person?"
A hush fell over them, and then all at once, "GREEN?" Elphaba looked at Sarima in slight confusion.
Sarima smiled at her sisters, taking Elphaba's hand again. "Girls, she has a name. This is Elphaba Thropp...my girlfriend." The brunette smiled up at Elphaba. Elphaba blushed, but didn't protest.
"Girlfriend?"
"We always knew you weren't perfect!"
"Sarima, you can't like women!"
"You have to get married to Commander Cherrystone!"
"If you don't marry, we can't!"
The brunette shrugged. "I don't care. I love Elphaba, and I will stay with her no matter what you all say."
There were several grumblings from the sister as they sat, but they all looked at Elphaba inquisitively. Finally, Three asked, "But why is she here?"
"Because she also just happens to be a bodyguard, and you know how father is making sure we are safe."
"But why do you get a bodyguard?"
"Just because you're the oldest-"
"How do you two have sex?"
Elphaba's face turned dark green at that. Dear Oz, how could Sarima be so calm? Five sisters...the green woman would have lost her mind by now. "Yes, I get a bodyguard because I am the oldest. Being oldest means having more of a threat against me. As for the sex..." She winked at her sisters. "I suppose you will never know."
"Go away! I don't want to talk to you!" Nessa called from inside her locked bathroom.
"Nessa, please! I didn't mean it like that."
"You always get everything! The one time I actually want something, just one simple thing, it is taken from me!"
"I'm sorry! I wish things weren't like this. I tried! What more do you want me to do?"
Nessa let out a shuddering sob, as she tried to calm down. She knew this wasn't Galinda's fault. "I just...I wanted to know...what it felt like..."
"What what feels like?"
"To just be...normal and happy...like we were at Lurlinemas, except this time...you would actually pay attention to me. I'm sorry! I'm being horribly selfish!"
"Oh, Nessa...you are my baby sister. I love you. I never meant to make you feel like that. I let that jerk get between us, and this is all my fault. You are not being selfish, and you are normal."
There was a pause, and then the lock clicked. The door opened, revealing Nessa with her gaze down. "We had Elphaba first...so why does everyone want her now?"
"I suppose they are finally starting to see the wonderful side of her that nobody else knew about before."
Nessa sighed. "Well, as awful as it may be...I don't want them to know, if it means we lose Elphaba." She wheeled out into the bedroom slowly.
The blonde giggled. "Me neither. Perhaps we should lock her up in a room somewhere, and only you and I will have the key. So she will be ours and ours alone."
"We are terribly selfish," Nessa said with a small smile
Galinda smiled back. "Yes. It appears we are quite selfish."
Nessa wheeled to her closet, looking through her dresses. "I really don't know what I want to do today..."
"Well, what did you originally want to do?"
"I wanted to go out into the city and see that new show that was playing...but we can't without Elphaba...and even if we could..."
"Why can't we see it without Elphaba?"
Nessa looked at her with sad eyes. "Why would you want to see it without her?"
"Of course, I don't want to, but I also don't want my baby sister moping around all day when she should be having the time of her life. Neither of us could have stopped this from happening."
The brunette sighed again as she looked down. Finally, she looked back up at her sister. "I know what I want to do today."
"What is it?"
Nessa smiled slightly. "I would put a jacket on if I were you..."
"Elphaba, what do you think of this outfit?" She walked out of the bathroom in a low-cut, short red dress. She gave a little twirl, "accidentally" letting her undergarments show.
Elphaba's face couldn't have gotten any darker. "It is...very nice," she said, her voice strained. The more she looked at Sarima, the less she trusted herself.
"Just 'nice'? You have said that about every other outfit I have tried on for you." She stood in front of the green woman, hands on her hips.
"Sarima...I-I don't know much about fashion...w-what would you like me to say?"
The brunette gave a sigh of frustration before leaving the bedroom. "Oh, never mind. I will be back in a moment." She headed back towards the kitchen to grab herself something to drink, but happened upon her sisters at the table. Upon seeing her, her sisters immediately broke out into hushed giggles, leaning in close to each other. Sarima froze, looking over at her giggling sisters suspiciously. "What in Oz is so funny?"
"Oh nothing..."
"Just we know something you don't..."
"Yeah, about your girl-"
"Shut up!" Another wave of giggles
They had caught the brunette's attention. "What? Tell me!"
"Oh, no. We couldn't..."
"Besides it was only a rumor."
"About your girlfr-"
"SHUT UP!"
"Tell me now!" Sarima snapped.
They all giggled again. "Well, I overheard the maids-"
"Who heard it from the gardener-"
"Who heard it from the stable boy-"
"Who heard it from the driver that your girlfriend..."
The brunette was quite annoyed at this point. "My girlfriend did what? What in Oz did Elphaba do that you all are giggling about?"
Another wave of giggles. "Your girlfriend...kissed Galinda Arduenna, the heiress of Oz!" At this, they all fell over each other, laughing.
Sarima's jaw dropped in shock. "What?"
"Ooooh, you made her mad..."
"Well, I'd be too if my girlfriend chose someone obviously better than me."
"And she's blonde, no less!"
"Would all of you just shut up?" The brunette stalked away, fuming. 'That Ozdamn blonde airhead. I will not lose to her. This may be last chance...I will get Elphaba to love me...' She slowly walked around the gardens, formulating one last plan to get the green woman.