Hiya! This is just a new little fic I've been working on. It is well documented that Elphaba's home life is, shall we say, difficult. But what if Glinda's was difficult too?
Anyways, I hope you like it. Do review and let me know, as it may well be a terrible idea!
Disclaimer: As always, Wicked is not mine. I have made up a few characters, but everything else belongs to Gregory Maguire.
"Mrs Arduenna, can you tell us why Galinda has so many bruises?" one of the nursery ladies asked.
Galinda looked up at her Mommy warily, knowing this would mean trouble. "She's clumsy," her Mommy said. "Always bumping herself."
When they had walked outside, Galinda's mother yanked her arm fiercely. "What did you tell them, you little idiot?" she hissed.
"Nothing, Mommy," Galinda whimpered. "Don't tell Daddy."
She never went to the nursery again.