A/N: Spent most of my time writing this chapter! I really hope it turns out good!

Fae'sFlower: Don't worry, we'll get a sort of hiatus from that character. We won't be seeing them for quite a while.

The Wedding Dance

He didn't see the Princess after that. A part of him was glad about it, though; he couldn't risk falling in love with Adette, not when he knew she deserved better. But the longer he stayed away from her, the more Jo thought about her. He tried to ignore those thoughts by reminding himself the reason why he can't be with her, but then the image of Adette smiling would force its way back to his mind.

Oz, it was too late. He had already fallen in love with the Princess of Vinkus.

But that didn't stop him from not seeking the princess out. Even with all the encouragement from Wendy, Jo still refused to look for Adette. Mostly because he was scared of facing Adette now after not seeing her for serval days and the fact he still can't shake the idea of how Adette deserved better.

It didn't mean he didn't see her cousin a few weeks after that faithful day.

Well, it wasn't him who encountered the Prince of Vinkus. It was actually Wendy. He was out in the halls looking for his tall friend after noticing she was away for more than an hour and he knew for sure that she didn't go off on a hunt after asking a few guards when he turned a corner and saw the Prince standing uncomfortably close to Wendy.

The worst part was how Jo noticed a beer bottle in his hands and how he swaying a little. Oz, someone please give this man strength to survive a Wendigo's wrath.

"You know, I heard from your ringmaster that you're a girl," he chuckled. "Which I entirely doubt, since it's supposed to be the man that takes care of the ladies." He swayed his hips. "But I think - despite your freakishly tall form - you look entirely hot underneath that drab. There's no need to hide your beauty from a scandalous prince like me, I'll give you one of my special treatments." He started to reach underneath her cloak.

That was when Wendy threw him out a window.

It was opened - thank Oz - and the Prince ended up landing in a nearby deep pond in the gardens. When put into questioning since Fiyero accused Wendy of nearly killing him, Jo was quick to give his cannibal friend an alibi.

"She was with me in the halls," was his answer to one of the guards. "We like to walk around and take in the scene. We didn't encounter His Royal Highness at all."

"The Prince says otherwise," the guard pointed out.

Jo shrugs. "And you said the Prince had a beer bottle when you found him. Maybe he got drunk and accidently fell out the window himself?"

It was hard to convince the guards, but luckily he and Wendy were saved by the Queen of Vinkus since she admitted that it would just be like her son to have an accident while drunk and blame it on someone else. As they watched the Queen scold her son for not taking responsibility for his actions, Jo couldn't hold in his annoyed attitude anymore.

"Next time, you're saving yourself from the authorities." He whispered harshly to Wendy, who was seated next to him. All he got as a response was a snort.

The day of the Wedding was something Jo had hoped would get his mind off Adette; after all, he was the lead dancer for the performance. But the whole day became a blur to him. The whole time he couldn't get the image of Adette out of his mind, even dancing for the Glikkun's Palooza main performance after the declaration of Princess Elphaba and Prince Fiyero becoming husband and wife didn't help. After the main performance, he and Wendy moved to the back where they began to perform for the children of the guests who came to the wedding while the rest stayed at the front.

Wendy was seated against the pillar on a small stool - which didn't quite fit her size but she didn't complain - while playing with the tambourine in hand as Jo began to impress the children by doing flips and cartwheels. There were a few times where a child would throw a bronze coin into a bag Wendy had set out earlier. Old habits die hard, Jo guessed.

After watching the children walk away to look at some of the other performances, Jo decided it was time for a break since the heavy layers of clothes he was wearing was beginning to make him sweat. "I think we're good for right now, Wendy."

The skinny creature nods her head before setting her tambourine down and began to count all the coins in the bag. Jo was about to take a seat next to her when a voice interrupted him.

"Jo?" Said boy whipped his head up to see Adette standing in front of him with a nervous smile on her face.

"Adette!" Jo almost considered running away but Wendy quickly grabbed his shoulders and made him face the princess. "H-How are you?"

"I'm doing good, thanks." Adette was nervously wringing her hands together but Jo still thought she looked beautiful. Her short hair was pulled back into pin curls - which Jo could probably guess that was all the hairstylists could do with that small amount of hair - and the only amount of makeup that Jo could see on her were these sparkles around her eyes. Not that, Jo didn't mind seeing her without makeup - he still thought she looked beautiful without all that stuff - but he couldn't help but think those sparkles somehow match with the outfit she was wearing.

Underneath the mini-poncho that's connected to the top was a corset with batwing sleeves that end right at her wrists. Although those pants looked like something a grown men or a boy with a high status would wear to a fancy gathering, they clearly fitted her and the dark brown ankle boots she was wearing helped a lot. The entire outfit was mixed with different shades of brown, blue, green, and orange that blend perfectly well with each other, almost giving the outfit a three-dimensional effect. It was the jeweled embroidery of the same colors that made him think her whole outfit came out of a painting for a rich, exotic jungle.

She must have a really good tailor.

"You look lovely today, Adette." Jo compliments her, slightly forgetting about how he was supposed to address her by her title."

Adette smiles slightly. "Thank you," she fiddle with the poncho lightly. "Although, I bet you're probably used to it since Wendy makes something like this every day-"

"Wait, what?!" Jo whips his head towards Wendy - who was still counting the coins ever so innocently - before he turns his attention back to the princess. "You mean, Wendy made that outfit for you?"

Adette looked a little startled by his reaction. "Uh, yeah. She came over to my room the day my cousin 'accidently,'" she used her fingers as quote marks. "fell out of a window and into a pond."

Jo wanted to say something profound in Glikkun, so that's where Wendy was right before he saw her with the prince. The moment this wedding was over he was going to give the Wendigo a stern talking to! But now, he had to focus on the Princess since he could tell that she didn't believe the story of her drunk cousin falling out of the window on his own.

"I'm really sorry about that," he said very quickly. "It's just that Wendy overreacts to the littlest of things sometimes and how she handles it can be extreme. I'm not justifying your cousin's actions or anything! I have no doubt he did something to provoke her but-!"

Wendy rolled her eyes as she continued to hear her boy do one of his nervous rambling. She's pretty sure a certain princess would agree that her pig-headed cousin needed a wake-up call.

"Hey, it's okay!" Adette cut him off before he could continue. "I get it, she does things that she believes it's right but a little extreme to others. Don't worry about it! Besides, I think my cousin needed that dip in the pond to wake-up from his drunk episode."

Wendy couldn't help but laugh at that. She knew she would like this girl!

Before Jo could say anything on that the music suddenly caught his attention. He looked over to the main stage to see the band playing a nice, slow song for couples. He could see husbands and wives, boyfriend and girlfriends taking the dance floor to enjoy themselves. He didn't see the newly-wedded couple out there, but it was the least of his worries.

When he saw Adette staring longingly at the dance floor he couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to dance?"

Adette jumps slightly before she looks down at her boots, almost like she's embarrassed. "I-I don't know how to dance."

Jo looked like he wanted to say something but was stuck on what to say. It only took Wendy giving him a small shove to make him say what was on his mind.

"I can teach you if you want." Adette looked surprised but after seeing Jo giving her a gentle smile that told her he didn't mind she finally agreed to it.

His hand shook terribly as he lent it out to her. Good thing her own hand was shaking just as bad as she took his hand. With their joined hands together they began to make their way to the dance floor. Both of them tried to ignore their nerves and this weird spark that they both felt when their hands came in contact with each other. However, Jo's worries only increased tenfold when he noticed a few people in the crowd started to watch them. The stares... He couldn't handle being watched at. Not after what happened.

Upon reaching the dance floor Jo was finally able to ignore the stares as he turned his attention back to Adette, who looked just as nervous as he did. Another slow-dance song came on and Jo awkwardly placed his hand on her shoulder and she did the same. Pretty soon, they began to move with the music.

Well, Jo did. Adette had tried to follow his steps but she ended up stumbling a few times. There was a moment when Adette accidently stepped on his toes and Jo nearly cried out. He never really understood how girls could wear those deathtraps they called shoes. This was why he sometimes wear flats or go barefoot when he's performing. He could already imagine Wendy within the crowd snorting at this sort of display in front of her.

"You need to make a box." He told her after the third time she stepped on his toes.

"A what?!" Adette whispered harshly, her eyes still focused on her feet as she tried not to step on his toes again.

"A box," Jo said simply.

"This is dancing, Jo, not an art class!"

"I meant with your feet. Make a box with your feet."

Adette looked embarrassed. "Oh," she quickly tried to follow Jo's steps while trying to make a box of her own at the same time. It took a while and a few stumbles, but Adette was finally in perfect sync with Jo.

"Hey, I'm dancing!" She cried in excitement and Jo couldn't help but laugh with her as they continue to dance. Standing within the crowd that was watching the Princess dance with this strange boy was Wendy. Despite all the noises that were within the room, Wendy let herself focus on the sounds of laughter that came from her little boy and that little girl within the open circle. Just seeing their glowing figures spin around each other brought a form of warmth inside her icy heart.

Jo deserves this, the two of them thought together. And Wendy could feel herself agreeing with them. Never before in her seven years of being with him, she had seen Jo this happy. It was worth all the agony.

"Hey, you!"

Wendy whipped her head in the direction of that familiar her voice. Her eyes narrowed once she saw a familiar skinny-legged figure making his way towards her boy and Adette with his goons trailing behind him. Oz, when will he leave them alone?!

Jo and Adette had lost focus on their fun and turn their heads to see Fiyero Tiggular and his goons tailing behind him as they marched over to them with dark faces. What really had them worried were the beer bottles in their hands. However, both stood defiantly when the grown men finally reached them.

"Do you know what your bodyguard did to me?" The prince demanded, and Jo did his best not to cringe from the smell of alcohol. "She ruined my new vest and nearly killed me!"

"I thought the story was that you fell out the window yourself because you had too much to drink." Adette shot back before Jo could say anything. There were a few snickers within the crowd - who had stopped the celebration once they saw the drunk men making a scene.

Fiyero's face turned beat red at that. "You stay out of this, Adette!" He grabbed her arm and shoved her out of the way. The sudden force made the young girl trip on her heels and fell down with her back against the floor.

"Adette!" Jo cried and was about to run over to her when large, meaty hands stopped him from going anywhere. It turned out the goons had grabbed him, thinking that he was trying to make a run for it.

"Oh, don't think I haven't forgotten about you, hayseed!" The prince snarled in his face as Jo tried to kick his way out. Despite being drunk, these men stood like brick walls. He thought he was a goner for a moment until he heard the sounds of the guests screaming in surprise and seeing a few people being pushed aside like ragdolls as the person in question made their way to dance floor.

Next thing Fiyero knew, he was being hauled off the ground by a familiar bony hand on his jacket. His eyes slowly widen in horror as his azure blue eyes were met by a pair of milky white eyes that weren't entirely focused on him, but still gave him a look that sent shivers down his spine. Before he could say anything, the bodyguard placed her free hand right on his face.

Wendy had enough of this prince. This was her boy's special night and then he comes in and ruins it? She may have let him live their last two encounters - one of them where she did actually attempt to take his life - but this was the last straw. She placed her free hand on his face, getting ready to end this once and for all.

"Wendy, stop it!"

The hidden Wendigo freeze from what she was doing and turned to the direction of where she heard Jo's voice. Flickering in between two large forms was where she saw her boy ending up right before she went after the prince. Despite being unable to see his face, she knew he was staring at her with a defeated and implored expression.

"Wendy, come on. He's not worth it."

He is worth it after he decided to hurt you, she wanted to say that but she couldn't. Instead, she let the prince drop from her hands like a sack of potatoes and made her way over to the place where her boy was currently be held captive.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Now, hold on a second, missy!" The prince had somehow managed to get up quickly and block her path in almost an instant despite his drunken state.

This prince was really pushing his luck, right now.

"Now, I get it; you're in charge of the kid. You have to make sure he's well-protected," the prince rattled on and Wendy almost considered dazing off just to ignore him when he said something that caught her attention.

"Why don't we make a deal? My friends and I will leave you two alone for the rest of your stay in the Emerald City if, and only if, you dance for us. Right here, right now. In front of all these people."

Dancing? That's just as simple as fighting against another Wendigo.

However, it didn't look that easy for Wendy to others.

Jo couldn't help but slightly cringe when Wendy began to dance on her own. While the two of them shared many dances together during rehearsals, performances, or just for the fun of it, they always did it together. They never did their own separate dances away from each other. It was rather ironic since Jo was almost a professional dancer and yet Wendy could never learn to dance on her own. She needed a partner to help her get in touch with her balance. Being a tall, blind humanoid with extraordinary long limbs and a spinal disfiguration can't exactly help with your balance. Prince Fiyero must have realized this and decided to use that against her.

To everyone, it looked like Wendy was just throwing her fists about as if she was trying to shake a bug off and spinning around like she was always dizzy or something. The worst part was that most of the people in the crowd actually found this funny as some were either snickering with their acquaintances or just laughing at loud. Despite hearing all of these mockeries towards her, Wendy didn't let it get to her. She was too prideful to care about that.

It didn't mean that Jo couldn't help but feel bad for her. Why did he have to ruin everything for Wendy?

However, there were a few who didn't like what they were seeing. The members of the Glikkun's Palooza watched the whole scene with narrowed eyes. Despite their fear of being in the same room with the Wendigo, they knew how much she means to Jo and vice versa. However, they realized that Wendy does genuinely care for Jo if she were to take all this ignominious attention just for him. A Lion in the band had his claws out and ready to kick some tight-pants behind.

They weren't the only ones who wanted to put a stop to this awful treatment. A certain blonde couldn't believe just how cruel this prince was. Using someone's unconditional love for someone - she wasn't that ignorant as everyone thought she was, she knew different kinds of love when she saw it - to embarrass them was wrong beyond comprehensition! However, she knew she couldn't exactly do anything helpful since she was a girl and they were guys.

Thank Oz she knew someone who could.

She turned her attention towards a certain green girl - who stood very beautifully in her off-shoulder, white wedding dress with her long, black cascading down her back like an ebony waterfall - with a defiant look on her face. "Elphie, you have to do something!"

The princess gave her best friend a bored look. "And why pray tell, should I be the one that has to do something?"

"Because you're husband and wife," the blonde said like it was obvious. "Which means it would be legally alright for you to threaten him with your magic to make him leave those poor people alone!"

Galinda didn't miss the way her friend's eyes darken at the mention of the words 'husband and wife.' "For your information, Galinda, what my husband does is none of my business. So, if he wants to fool around with a couple of peasants, then why should I care?"

The blonde could only gape after her friend as she made her way out of the room, showing no sign that she was willing to stop this harassment. Galinda considered going after her and knock her on the side of her head to get her senses back in that noggin but decided against it. She knew that Elphaba's mood has been entirely sour since this whole engagement had started, but some part of her had hoped that there was a part of her friend that still wanted to help others no matter what. Guessed she's too wrapped in her own misery to care about anyone else's.

Thankfully, someone finally did put a stop to this harassment.

Adette had managed to get herself back on her feet when her cousin blocked Wendy's way of getting to Jo. After watching the agonizing minutes of Wendy humiliating herself she couldn't take it anymore. She made her way over to the dancing humanoid and tug on her cloak lightly.

Wendy stops her dance and turns her head in Adette's direction. The young blonde gave her a small smile. "Do you mind if I cut in?"

There was a ring of laughter amongst the crowd like they actually thought the Princess of Vinkus was going to humiliate the tall freak further by pretending to dance with her. That was a very common thought amongst everyone. Good thing Adette wasn't like everyone else.

So Adette started to do Wendy's dance. As it turns out, Adette was just as bad as Wendy when it came to dancing. She knew she looked ridiculous but at that moment she didn't care. She understood how much Jo means to Wendy if their encounter back in her room didn't teach her anything, and using her love for him against her would just be plain cruel. Which was why she won't let the humanoid go through this alone.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wendy dancing once again, only this time with her. Despite the awkward situation, Adette couldn't help but smile as excitement rose in her throat before she let out a little laugh when she and Wendy twirled around each other. She didn't even know why she was so giddy, the two of them probably looked like complete idiots with their crazy dance moves. But she realized at that point, she didn't care. She was having fun with her new friend - were they even on that stage, though - and they were both doing something that they thought was okay with them. They didn't have to worry about what other people thought as long as they were being themselves and having fun about it.

The two of them didn't even realize that the band from the Glikkun's Palooza started to play music that matched the dancing they were doing. One by one, the Glikkun performers began to do the same dance in pairs. It wasn't long before a few people within the crowd started to do the same dance. Fiyero and his loonies were staring around in shock that people were actually doing that sorry excuse for a woman's dance. In the midst of their shock, they had let go of Jo - who was staring around in complete wonder before he began to do the dance as well.

It took Wendy seeing more glowing figures out of the corner of her eyes to realize that she and Adette weren't the only ones dancing anymore. Adette took notice of this and stared around in wonder that the people who were previously making fun of Wendy for the same dance were actually doing it themselves.

Feeling a large, uneven hand being placed on her small shoulder caught her attention and she turned to see Wendy staring down at her with her on hand on her shoulder. Underneath the hood and the mask that Adette had always seen her wear the young girl finally saw the humanoid's eyes for the first time even after their encounter alone. They were a blank, milky-white that weren't entirely focused on her but showed her more life if she were to look at any other eyes. They were staring at her with a mother-compassion that her aunt would often try to use on her but it never really felt that real. But when she was looking into Wendy's eyes, she knew that this look was real and she probably only ever used one person but yet she was using it on her.

"Wendy!" The two females whipped their heads around to see Jo running towards them with a bright smile on his face. Wendy immediately goes towards him halfway and wrap her long arms around in an almost death-crushing hug. The two of them let go of each other and turned their attention back to Adette, who stood off to the side.

The two shared a knowing look before they lend both of their hands out to the Princess as if to say: Are you joining us or what?

A bright smile took hold of her face as she quickly runs over to join the twosome. Both of them sharing a smile for each other, Adette and Jo begin to do the dance together before Wendy joined in. All of them enjoying the moment with each other, it even got more excited when Wendy decided to pick them up and spin them around.

That night was probably the best night they ever had.

The moment the two of them woke up to see piles of snow floating down right out their window, Jo and Wendy both knew it was a snow day.

Which means it was snow adventure time for them.

Well, it would have been a fun time for Jo if Wendy was so insisted on making sure he was wearing enough layers for the snow.

"Wendy, come on!" Jo yelled as they walked through the halls as Wendy tried to tie his scarf around his neck. "I already look like a cupcake so I don't need that scarf as the topping!" It didn't stop the Wendigo, however, from finishing tying the scarf.

Wendy still wore the same outfit she always wears when they're going somewhere together; apparently, Wendigos have this immunity to the cold due to them having "icy hearts" or something like that - Jo never really understood what that meant when he read the braille book about Mythological Creatures. However, it didn't stop her from understanding that too much cold was bad for the non-mutated humans. Which was why she was so adamant about Jo making sure he had enough layers on.

Jo was about to make a snippy remark to the Wendigo after she was done when he heard something. Coming from the room he and Wendy were about to walk by Jo could have sworn he heard sniffing. Shooting a confused look in Wendy's direction - who had heard it as well and was staring at the room with her head tilted to the side - Jo decided to venture into the room, Wendy following not so far behind.

The moment he entered the room - well, it was actually the library since he noticed the endless amount of bookshelves the was in this gigantic place - Jo immediately noticed someone sitting down in the lounge at the back. His eyes stayed on the waterfall of black hair that practically covered their entire body before he noticed a hint of green when the person adjusted their position.

It was the Princess of Oz.

Why was she down here on the day after her wedding crying?

Jo shot Wendy a desperate look but all he got was a shrug from the Wendigo - she had never met this Princess before so she had no idea why she was crying. So, Jo had to take a few cautious steps towards her. "Um, are you alright?"

The Princess stiffens when she heard that unfamiliar voice. "W-Who's there?" Jo did his best not to cringe at how small her voice sounded. What in Oz happened?

"I-I'm Jo," no response. "I'm one of the performers from the Glikkun's Palooza?" Still nothing. "The Chim Dancer?" Jo gave a quick glance to a confused Wendy before he turned back to the Princess. "Is everything alright?"

He tried to put his hand on her bare shoulder but was surprised when she flinched away and only wrap her arms further around herself.

Suddenly, he saw all the signs. It finally made sense why the Princess was so upset after her wedding day. It was about her wedding night.

Jo felt complete empathy for the young woman, he could understand what she was going through; what it felt like to be violated by someone and be completely regarded as just some tool for someone else's pleasure. The idea made Jo sick to his stomach as he imagined someone like a princess being violated like that.

He reached his hand out to her shoulder once again. "I'm so sorry-"

"Unhand me!"

Jo had to jump back when the Princess's arm shot out to hit him. Wendy took the sight of the sudden movement and was at Jo's side in a blink of an eye.

Elphaba grumbled to herself when she realized that this boy still didn't take the hint to leave her alone. She stood up and turned to give the boy a heated glare, she didn't even notice the tall hooded-figure standing right beside him in a protective stance.

"Who do you think you are," she snarls. "I am the Princess of Oz!"

"I-"

"And you think it's alright to manhandle me like that?!" She cut him off before he could say anything.

"I wasn't trying to-!"

"I should have you executed for this!"

The poor boy was trembling at that point. "P-Please don't-!"

Not only that but Wendy was now crouching down in an almost predator stance as a growl escape from the back of her throat. However, the two paid her no mind as Elphaba continued to rant.

"If you knew what was good for you, then get out!"

That did it. Jo could feel tears welding up in his eyes as he fled the room, his sobs following him. Elphaba huffed before she finally noticed the tall figure in the room, staring at her with a look she was unable to read due to the hood and mask they were wearing to cover their face. The longer this person stares at her Elphaba could feel herself getting more annoyed than she already was.

"What? Do I have something in my teeth?" No reply. "Is my underskirt showing?" Nothing.

Elphaba had lost her patience at that point. "Alright! I get it! I look like a vegetable. Why don't you take a picture, it'll last longer!"

She was surprised when the person cocked their head in confusion before they huffed and made their way out of the room. However, Elphaba didn't have time to dwell on it for long as she assumed her previous position on the couch as she began to sob once again.

Who else is preparing themselves to cringe once Elphaba realizes Wendy is blind?

Anyway, the day of the Wedding finally came and the relationship between Jo and Wendy with Princess Adette has increased. Not only that, but two finally meet the main star of Wicked. And, as you can tell, it wasn't the best way to meet each other. Especially with a Wendigo in the room. Let us pray for her soul in future chapters.

By "her" soul, I meant Elphaba's.