A/N: We all want to see Elphaba meet Wendy and Jo, don't we? They're all in the same chapter together, but... Well, you'll have to find out for yourselves.

Just Me: All answers will be revealed in due time, my friend. Right now I'm just establishing some of the plots and introducing characters.

Guest: It's really wonderful (no pun intended) that you're enjoying this story. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Fae'sFlower: I think this chapter will put your theory to rest, Your Majesty. And like I said before, your questions will be answered in due time.

The Engagement Party

It was the day of the Engagement Party, many dignitaries or people who found a way to buy their way in were gathered around in the ballroom where the entertainment and activities will be held. As many people gather around the stage where the entertainment was taking place, the nobles decided to take this chance to gossip with each other. There was one noble lady that was trying to strike a conversation with her about how a princess from Ix slept with a nobleman from Gillikin, but Adette paid her no mind.

If it were up to her Adette would still be in her room back in Adurin Iir and reading a book, not attending her stupid cousin's engagement party with all of these equally stupid dignitaries. Why did she even let her aunt drag her off to the Emerald City in the first place?

"Your hair is short."

Adette turned her head towards the direction of the noble lady who said that her icy-blue eyes almost warning her to not say anything else that was blunt about her above-shouldered hair.

Apparently, she didn't catch the warning. "Why is your hair short? It is very unbecoming of a princess."

She paused, her eyes never leaving the lady's pompous eyes. "It's a new trend going on," she said with a straight face. "Did you know that short hair is a fashion statement? I mean, all the men like it. So, why shouldn't it be the same for girls?"

The way that woman gasped before she huffed and moved her seat away from her was hilarious. Serves her right for thinking that she could say anything she wanted without consequences. She would have laughed if she didn't saw the look her aunt Baxiana as giving her.

"Adette, how many times must I tell you?" Baxiana begins but Adette tried to pay her no mind by turning her body away, but she still kept going. "You are the Crowned Princess of Vinkus. While you may not entirely like them, it is important to set an example for Vinkus."

"Even when they definitely deserve it?" She replied hotly, not making eye contact with her aunt.

There was silence afterward and it made Adette feel bad for snapping. She knew that her aunt and uncle already have to deal with her stupid cousin - Fiyero Tiggular - and his equally stupid Dancing-Through-Life phase, but Adette couldn't help herself. It was because of her cousin's behavior that she was acting the way she was. She had tried to explain this to her aunt once, but she waved off her words.

"You are still a princess, Adette," Baxiana had said to her in the throne room. "I know it's hard to feel confident because of the way Fiyero has been behaving, but don't let it get to you. It would only encourage him to continue with his phase."

She tried. She really did. But as she continues to watch Fiyero, her brother and their equally stupid friends drink, party, and bedding ever girl they saw had not only made her annoyance for them grow but the hopes of their son finally growing up became demolished for the King and Queen of Vinkus.

It was then Adette couldn't take it anymore. She tried to be the beautiful, proper princess everyone expected her to be, but she couldn't stand it when it gave boys the chance to think she's like all those girls that most of the males in her family slept with; a pretty little pearl that is only used for the pleasure of the male population. She hated it. Which is why she wore pants to the party and cut her hair a while back.

Her aunt had been furious when she found out about her hair but she knew that at that point it was too late. Adette had shown who she wanted to be and nobody could stop her from making her decision. She was laughed at by Fiyero and her brother when they found out she was wearing pants for the rest of her life - as she had claimed - but she ignored them. She will never be like those silly roses that fall for men's trap.

Everyone began to clap - expect for Fiyero, who was passed out drunk right next to his father, and the Princess, who has a sullen look on her face - as one of the acts were done. Apparently, it was about some comedy act where an overweight man called Babyface - his face did actually remind her of a chubby baby, so she could see why he was called that - and his group of Puppies going on misadventures. This time act was apparently about one of the Puppies breaking something that belongs to Babyface and was trying to find many ways to fix that problem before Babyface woke up from his long nap.

A part of Adette would have found the whole act hilarious if she didn't found herself focusing on something else. For the whole time since the party began, a hooded figure sat on a stool right near the stage staring them all like a hawk towards its prey. Someone had told her that this was the bodyguard for these performers, and she could see why - to some degree. This person was incredibly tall, almost to the point that the stage was almost like a step to a stairwell for them. If not knowing what this person looks like underneath that hood doesn't scare someone, then their height would obviously intimidate them.

Adette did her best to keep her eyes set on the figure as their head slowly scanned the room where everyone sat. Sometimes their attention will remain on her for a moment before resuming its guard-like watch over the audience. It made Adette wonder why this person didn't act on it yet. As far as she knew, most people don't like to be stared at.

Unless they're blind, she thought but quickly dismissed that thought. If the performers wanted to hire a good bodyguard then they wouldn't have hired someone that was blind. Would they?

After Babyface and his Puppies left the stage, the Ringmaster - Colpin, she heard from one of those dignitaries - keeping came on, laughing with excitement. "Oh, Babyface was always such a rower! Makes you wonder how his mother handled him in labor," pausing to let the crowd laugh, Colpin continued. "Now, for our next performance is someone that all you little ladies love. The one boy that I know who isn't afraid to dance in public - yes, I'm looking at you, Mister-"

Out of the corner of her eye, Adette saw the figure stand up and move closer to the stage with a tambourine in hand - the only movement she ever saw them did this whole time. She wondered why would this performer be any different than the others.

"-I've seen you dance," Colpin finished his joke before he addressed the rest of the crowd. "Please, let us give a warm welcome," the band started to play an introduction song with the figure joining in by clapping their large hand against the tambourine. "To our lead dancer, the Chim Dancer!"

With that, a blue smoke enveloped Colpin and he disappeared within it. Out of the smoke came a boy her age, down on one knee with a tambourine close to his chest. If Adette had been paying attention she would have noticed a large uproar of cheers within the room even though everyone inside the room was just clapping at the boy's entrance.

Adette never believed in love-at-first-sight - she lived with a playboy cousin so that wasn't the best example of love - but upon seeing the boy on stage she realized she couldn't look away. She saw the boy began his dance with the tambourine, his dancing style perfectly matching the band's music; excitement and joy. Adette could feel her heart leap whenever the boy did a twirl with a small jump while landing on his feet perfectly. There were not a lot of boys her age that would be caught dead dancing - they mostly preferred to be hunters - on a stage in front of a crowd, but this boy showed no problems with dancing. It looked like he enjoyed what he was doing no matter what other people thought.

Adette didn't know a lot of people who would do that.

"He's quite a dancer, isn't he?" Baxiana said after a while, watching the boy doing cartwheels on the stage.

"I know Fiyero would kill me for saying this, but I think someone had just usurped his Dancing title." Marillot - the kind of Vinkus, the father of Fiyero Tiggular, and the uncle of Adette Tiggular - laughed at the mere thought of his son's face.

Baxiana turned to her young niece. "What do you think, dear?" She asked, but Adette paid her no mind. Her icy-blue eyes remain on the Chim Dancer, who had begun to twirl around a support beam from the stage with one hand while his other hand played the tambourine. Every once in a while their eyes would meet, two dark orbs staring into a pair of icy ones. She thought she saw something in his eyes for a moment before he continued on with the performance.

Adette could feel her heart pounding right behind her chest. She placed her hand over it and was surprised to find it beating at such a fast pace. What's going on with me? Adette shook her head before going back to watching the performance where that weird bodyguard from before came on the stage and started to dance with the boy.

Oscar could feel himself smiling slightly as he watched the young man dance with his tall friend on stage. He could tell that there was a very deep bond between them and to see it for himself brought a sort of happiness to his heart. It was always so wonderful to see everyone happy. Judging the way everyone was watching the performance, he could tell that everyone in this room was happy.

Except for one person.

He turned to his young daughter, who was green-skinned with long raven strands that were tied into a beautiful French braid as she wore a stunning red dress with a black trimming that flows to the floor like an elegant waterfall, and frowns once he sees that she wasn't even looking at the performance.

"Elphaba, dear," he said gently, catching her attention as her steely dark eyes stare at him. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," she replied coldly before turning away from him.

He sighs. "Fabala-"

"Don't call me that."

Oscar tried again. "Elphaba, I know that you are very angry at me, but you have to look at the outcome of this engagement. We will have a closer bond with the Vinkus than we ever had before. Animals will finally be safe, wasn't that what you wanted?"

"Did I want to get married to an ignorant prince?" She asked sarcastically. "No, I did not!"

The chandelier above the stage began to move slightly. No one noticed it except for a certain mutated human. She had ceased her dancing to stare up at the chandelier in anticipation. No one noticed her sudden stop and continued to watch the young boy dance away.

"Look, Elphaba," Oscar sighed. "I know that your behavior has something more to do than this engagement. If you could just tell me-"

"I don't have to tell you anything!" The chandelier was slowly beginning to rock. "What gives you the right to butt in on my business?" The rocking began to speed, making Wendy step closer to the stage. "You were never there for me when I needed you," People began to notice the chandelier and murmured nervously amongst themselves. "So, why don't you do me a favor and shut up!"

The wires from the chandelier began to break, one by one until there was only wire left. Everyone in the crowd began to scream when they saw how dangerously close the chandelier to falling, even the band had stopped playing when they saw it. Jo was the last one to notice. In the middle of his performance, he saw everyone seemly staring up at him in horror. He wondered what was happening, did he do something wrong?

Then he heard it. The last wire breaking. Jo whipped his head up to only see thousands of gigantic white crystals making their way towards him. Time had slowed down and Jo didn't know how to react. His mind couldn't fully process how something like this could be happening. His lack of movement seems to have become his downfall as the chandelier was ready to land on top of him.

He would've died at that spot if somebody didn't wrap their skinny arms around his little torso and dragged him away from the stage at inhuman speed.

The last thing he remembered before blacking out was the sound of glass breaking loudly in his ears, hundreds of people screaming, and the screeches of concern from Wendy.

The moment Jo came too, he found himself on his bed back in his room where he was sharing with Wendy and found his mutated friend in the middle of an argument with a nurse.

"Excuse me, do you have any medical experience?" The nurse asked hotly, probably feed up with Wendy's stubborn nature. When Wendy didn't respond to that, she declared, "No? Good. Now, move aside and let me-"

Completely tired of this woman's nonsense, Wendy grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of the room with no problems at all. Ignoring her cries of protest, Wendy tossed her out into the hall before slamming the door in her face, as if to say, And stay out!

"You know, you could always try to learn to be a little more gentle, Wendy," Jo remarks, catching Wendy's attention immediately. Before he knew it, he was already by his side whilst taking off her hood and her mask - now Jo knew that the nurse didn't see her face so he could breathe easily. Her large, blank eyes stare at him as if to say, Are you alright?

"I'm fine. Thanks to you," Jo softly patted her sharp cheeks in gratitude. "Once again, you save me. What was this, the fiftieth time since we've met that you saved me?

Wendy gave him a look. Do I look like I keep track of those types of things?

Jo laughed at her face and was about to say something else when a knock at the door cut him off. Wendy turned her head to growl at the door - she probably believed it was the nurse still trying to get in. But that thought proved to be wrong when they heard a familiar aging voice from behind the door.

"Excuse me, Jo?" It was the Wizard. "Or if this is Wendy, may I come?"

Jo slightly nudges the deformed human. "It's okay, Wendy." He told her, so she made her way over to the door - not without putting her hood and mask back on. When she opened the door, it was, indeed, the Wonderful Wizard of Oz standing behind the door with his top hat on.

"Ah, good afternoon, Wendy." He greeted her as he entered the room. Wendy didn't say anything as she closed the door and leaned against it, watching the man's every move.

The Wizard then took notice of the young boy sitting up in his bed. "Ah! My boy, how are you?" He slowly making his way over, probably sensing Wendy's tenseness when she saw getting close to her boy.

Jo shrugged as if it were nothing. "I'm good," his thoughts were then turned back to the chandelier. "Hey, what happened during the party? The last thing I remembered was that chandelier about to fall on me and everyone screaming."

"Oh, I see," the Wizard nodded, taking off his hat. "Well, after Wendy saved you everyone went into a panic. We had to escort all the guests out. Thankfully, no one was hurt. Your friend, Wendy, was in an absolute frenzy. She wouldn't let anyone near you, not even the doctors."

Jo nodded. He expected Wendy to not accept help from the doctors, she was too stubborn. "Did you figure out what happened with the chandelier?"

For some reason, the Wizard looked a little uncomfortable mentioning that. "Oh, it was just a fault in the wires," he said with a wave of his hand. "Nothing to worry about, young man."

Jo could tell that the Wizard knew more than he was letting on, but decided to drop it. "So, anything else that I need to know about? Please don't tell me you're gonna be bringing in doctors to check on me," he interrupted before the Wizard could say anything - he knew he shouldn't be doing that with Oz's most famous ruler, but he's just so tired from that whole thing. "Trust me, Wendy hates it when doctors check up on me - if you didn't see what happened with that nurse a few minutes ago."

There was a snort from behind them, but the two males paid her no mind.

"Oh, no, my boy," the Wizard said reassuringly. "By the looks of things, Wendy seems to have done a spectacular job at taking care of you. There won't be any need for a doctor," hearing this made Jo sighed in relief. "There is also one more thing I like to mention," Jo turns his attention back to the Wizard. "Despite that sudden scare, everyone loved the Glikkun's Palooza performances. In fact, they're wondering if you're going to perform at the wedding."

Jo thought his jaw had left his body since he was opening it so wide. "Excuse me - what?"

"Your performances went well enough that the guests were craving for more," the Wizard smiles at seeing the boy's reaction. "I may not know much about a performer's life, but I'm assuming the expression is: "Give the people what they want"?"

The boy's face broke into a huge grin that confirmed the Wizard's question. "Well, I leave you two alone," he took off his hat before making his way over to the door. "Good day, Wendy," he bowed to her before he left the room, leaving the two friends alone to process what he just said.

"Oh my Oz, Wendy!" Jo gasps out as the deformed human made her way over to him and sat on his bed. "I can't believe this is actually happening! We get a chance to perform at the Wedding! It's going to be the biggest step Glikkun's Palooza ever had! This so awesome-!"

He stopped his excited chant when he took notice of how Wendy didn't seem to be paying attention to what he was actually saying. She was just staring at him, her milky eyes never leaving his form.

Jo instantly recognized what she was doing. "I know what you're thinking, Wendy," he said softly, reaching for her gloved hand and holding it gently. "And I'm fine. You saved my life."

She didn't say anything. She just brought him into her arms, folding her long and skinny limb around his small torso while placing her head on top of his mess of a hair. Jo sighed, knowing that Wendy will only do this to convince herself that he's alright. He just sat there in her arms to give her a moment to know that everything was alright.

But Wendy knew that everything was not alright. She didn't believe a single clock tick of what that Wizard said. She knew what she saw; that chandelier was manipulated to fall. Just like how those candles were manipulated to nearly go out on themselves. That threat was within the crowd of guests, and they almost killed her little boy.

She will find this threat. And when she does, she'll make them pay for even thinking about harming her little Jo for the rest of their pitiful lives.

So, that happened. Everyone, meet Adette Tiggular! I know we all want to see Elphaba interact with Wendy and Jo, but there's a purpose for this chapter! It's affecting the meeting between two characters. You all can probably guess who those two characters are.

But out of curiosity, though, how do you Elphaba fans think she's going to interact with Wendy and Jo?