AN: Okay, so I know it's been awhile since I updated, and I'm sorry, but I've been busy with Christmas and the aftermath and all, and I posted that AN yesterday because 1: I had to get that out of my system and share the news with all my fellow Wicked fantics on here, and 2: Part of me just wanted to make everybody jealous! lol, jk about the last part! Anyway, Rose has told me that she's not going to say which type of story she chose as her prize until next time I update a story, so I'm doing this right now so she'll just tell me already and also cuz I haven't gotten to write in a few days, and writing (if you read my profile, you know this) is my passion along with reading, Wicked, and the Twilight Saga (if you aren't a Twilight fan, please do not flame me in reviews. I happen to be as obsessed with the Saga as I am with Wicked). SO *claps hands together* without further ado, ladies and...Let's just say we're all a bunch of insane, rabid fans and ignore the gender thing, shall we? Anway, without further ado, fellow insane and rabid Wicked fanatics, I give you..."THE MONKEYS!" (no, srsly, in the script that's what this scene is called! like i in an earlier chapter's AN, i'm skipping "Wonderful")
xoxo and happy belated Christmas,
Maggie and the Gang
Disclaimer: *is too busy oggling script to write one and as a result shoos readers off to the Ultimate Disclamer*
Chapter Eleven: O.e Deja vu...
*lights go up to reveal the Wizard's throne room. Elphaba is there and a loud ticking can be heard from an unidentified source*
Elphie: *furrows brow in confusification* Hm...What is that mysterious ticking noise?...(checking a couple different places) Not over here, not over there...Hm. S'kind of...catchy...*props broom up against wall* (singing) Thropp, Thropp, Elphaba Thropp. Thropp, Thropp, Elphaba Thropp.
Alice: Alice! Alice! Alice CUL-len!
Elphie: Thropp,
Alice: Alice!
Elphie: Thropp,
Alice: Alice!
Elphie: Thropp,
Alice: Alice!
Elphie: Elphaba Thropp.
Alice: Alice CUL-len!
Me: Is it just me, or have they suddenly gone all Potter Puppet Pals on us?
Adam: I think so, yea.
Me: Wonderful.
Wizard: (singing) Hey, look who's wonderful, this corn-fed hiiiick!
Me: Yes you are. A BIG one, too. *knocks him unconcious with a conviently placed large wooden baseball bat* Emmett?
Em: On it. *ties him up and gags him then shoves him in closet and locks door*
Elphie: Ok, now let's see...Where's that switch again? Darn it, I KNEW I should've-Oh, wait a second! *reaches into her bag & digs around* Ah-HA! *pulls out a folded piece of parchment and unfolds it* Alright now, let's see...*looks at it for a minute or so* Oh, I see! Okay, so if I'm over near the door that leads to that tower right now, and the switch is over on the other side of the giant head, then that means that...*takes a few steps* ...THIS must be the switch! *pulls switch. cage starts to open* I knew my photographic memory would be helpful someday. I just didn't know that it would be for making a strategic map of a room.
*Wizard comes in*
Wizard: ...O.o
Elphie: ...O.e...Uh...am I in trouble?
Wizard: Depends.
Elphie: On what?
Wizard: Don't move that blanket back there.
Elphie: What blanket?
Wizard: *points to blanket*
Elphie: Oh. That blanket. Why not, what's under it?
Tiny angel on Wizard's shoulder: You should just tell her the truth, Oscar!
Tiny devil on Wizards OTHER shoulder: Don't listen to that little goody-goody! Lie to her! You lie to everybody else, what's one more person?
Wizard: Um...my secret stash of...
Tiny devil: BBQ LAYS, TELL HER IT'S YOUR SECRET STASH OF BBQ LAYS!
Tiny angel: O.o
Devil: WHAT? I like BBQ Lays, is that such a crime?
Wizard: ...BBQ Lays.
Elphie: WHA? YOU MEAN YOU GOTTA WHOLE STASH OF BBQ LAYS AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN TELL ME! I LOVE THOSE THINGS, I'MMA TAKE THOSE SOME WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT! *moves blanket* OMAHGAWD!
Dillamond: Baah.
Elphie: Them's ain't no BBQ Lays! Heck, that doesn't look like BBQ ANYTHING.
Dillamond: Baah?
Elphie: DOCTOR DILLAMOND! NO!
Wizard: I TOLD you not to move the blanket! So now you ARE in trouble! GUARDS! HELP! I'M BEING RAPED AND MOLESTED BY THE WICKED WITCH OF THE WEST!
Elphie: Wow, he really DOES do a lot of lying.
*Guards (and Fiyero) run onstage*
Fiyero: You! Newbie! *points to newbie guard*
Newbie: Yes, sir?
Fiyero: Go get me a soda, I'm thirsty.
Newbie: What kind, sir?
Fiyero: *thinks for a minute* A Dublin D-NO, WAIT!...Rootbeer.
Newbie: Yes, sir. *leaves to go get it*
Fiyero: AND YOU BETTER NOT MESS IT UP AGAIN! (to Elphaba) Hi, Fae!
Elphie: Oh, hi, Fiyero!
Glinda: *runs onstage* ELPHIIIIIE! *tackles her in a hug*
Elphie: Glinda...crushing...lungs...can't...breathe!
Glinda: Oh, sorry! *lets go* Oh, hey, did he tell you?
Elphie: Tell me what?
Glinda: Fiyero and I are going to get MARRIED!
Elphie: ...Woooow, I just had, like, the CRAZIEST sense of deja vu...*tone becomes sarcastic* Gee, I wonder why!
Fiyero: For the record, I was forced into an engagement that I didn't even ask for.
ROsOP (Random Ozians Outside Palace): WOOOOOOOOOW, crazy sense of deja vu...
Fiyero: So, anyway, yeah, I decided like 2 seconds ago to leave with Elphaba.
Elphie: *victory dance*
Glinda: O_O
Fiyero: Yep, so...wanna go do naughty things in the middle of a random forest?
Elphie: Totally, let's go!
*they run off together*
Glinda: O_O
Newbie: (coming back with bottle of rootbeer) Captain, I got your...uh...where is he?
Glinda: O_O
Newbie: Lady Glinda?
Wizard: *quietly sneaks away*
Glinda: *is frozen in a catatonic state of paralyzed shock*
Newbie: Lady Glinda? *waves hand in front of her face* Lady Gli-OOF! *gets crushed on floor as she falls backwards*
AN: ...I've been watching too much Potter Puppet Pals...O_e