(A/N: alrighty then! Thank you for all the reviews! Ok, no James or Nessa in this one, but fuzzy Fiyero, Elphaba and Galinda stuff. Also Frex included! I am now entering like....the second plot of my story, it's possible for a story to have a double plot right? Well, like I said, I'm too lazy to split this into a sequel so bear with me! Now, on with the story! P.S - sorry in advance for any typos/grammatical or spellings mistakes.) review if you please! ;)
They'd talked the night away, they'd apologized, kissed, laughed and fell asleep together. Fiyero woke to the bright light of the morning shinning through the wide windows. He squinted as his eyes adjusted to the light. He looked to his side and saw Elphaba there, sleeping soundly, her head resting on his chest. He smiled and kissed her forehead. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him and smiled.
"Morning Fabala." he said.
"Morning Yero," she said back, she yawned and sat up.
"Feeling well enough to get out of bed?" asked Fiyero.
"I don't know," said Elphaba, "I don't feel particularly terrible, my head hurts and I'm a little sore, but other than that I feel fine I guess."
"Good, because today is Sunday." said Fiyero.
"Fiyero, even in my dazed 'just-woke-up' and 'I've-been-completely-out-of-it' for days situation, even I know it's not Sunday," said Elphaba, "Did you fall out of bed this morning?"
"No, I woke up happy as Bob my lord and savior, but it is Sunday," said Fiyero.
"Bob?" asked Elphaba, "Doesn't that religion require hat and gloves?" she smiled, "But really, Fiyero, its Wednesday."
"Sunday." Fiyero said.
"Wednesday." Elphaba said back.
"Fine, but if it's Wednesday that means we can't go to the beach....or the plaza...." Fiyero said.
"Oh! I think you're right, it is Sunday." said Elphaba.
"That's what I thought," Fiyero chuckled. He leaned forward and kissed her.
"The doctor should be dropping by pretty soon," he murmured just as the doctor rushed in. He took one look at Elphaba and sighed in relief.
"I can't believe you made it through so quickly!" said the doctor, walking over to Elphaba and getting out his doctor's instruments, "That was a fast recovery, I mean, well, you're not completely recovered yet...your body will be weak for a while, and you'll have to keep your shoulder and neck bandaged....but wow..." he said.
"I've lived through worse." said Elphaba, "And I didn't even get medical attention for those things." Fiyero flinched at that and the doctor looked away from her as he checked her heartbeat.
"Alright, you seem okay," said the doctor, "But...uh, you might now be very steady on your feet, you might need assistance walking for a few days or so. You're uh...ankle is a little sprained, I assume from tripping or falling or something along those general lines." muttered the doctor. Elphaba remembered when the guard had pushed her to the ground and her ankle had twisted the wrong way. The doctor seemed ecstatic.
"Well, I'll be off now, great recovery and call for me if anything happens." he said. He walked to the door and was nearly run over by Galinda. He apologized and left. Galinda's jaw dropped when she saw that Elphaba was very much alive and awake. She ran forward and pushed Fiyero out of the way and hugged Elphaba.
"Elphie!!!" Galinda cried.
"Galinda?" Elphaba asked as she hugged the blonde back in a confused way. Fiyero chuckled at the scene.
"Elphaba, meet Galinda," Fiyero said, "Galinda, this is Elphaba."
"Um....Galinda, you do know that I—I was...." Elphaba began.
"Elphie," said Galinda, "I know you were Elias, but I don't care that you lied and did that. I happen to be a very understanding person, and I—I want us to be friends anyway."
"Really?" asked Elphaba, truly touched, "Even though I lied and well, I'm....green?"
"I don't care what color your skin is! Besides, pink goes good with green, and we're going to be best friends!" Galinda squealed.
"I've never had a friend before," said Elphaba, looking down, almost shyly.
"Well you do now!" Galinda chirped and hugged Elphaba again. Elphaba laughed and hugged Galinda back, "You don't know how nervous I was about meeting you. Well you know I'd seen you, but I didn't really meet you because you were like....comatose, and so I don't think that really counts. I thought you wouldn't like me because....I don't know, and it was like meeting someone I knew was going to be my best friend, but they didn't know they were going to be my best friend, and I had to make a good impression and now I'm rambling on--" Galinda said as she bounced up and down on the bed energetically.
"You were that nervous about meeting me?" asked Elphaba, "Er, well—'meeting' me?"
"Of course!" Galinda exclaimed, "It was like super, super....nervousifying." Elphaba laughed. Fiyero couldn't help but laugh at Galinda and Elphaba.
"Who's hungry?" he asked, "We can have breakfast downstairs," he looked at Elphaba, "If you're up to it. I could always bring something up..."
"We can go down," said Elphaba.
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Fiyero actually picked Elphaba up and carried her down to the kitchen. The only reason she didn't protest was because she couldn't walk very well anyway....and well....she kind of enjoyed it. Fiyero let all of the servants leave the kitchen so he could make something himself. He proved to be quite the cook. Galinda and Elphaba cracked jokes at his expense. He made pancakes (how original) and they were actually really good.
"So how does a prince like you, cook like that?" asked Galinda, taking another large bite.
"How does someone as tiny as you, eat like that?" Fiyero joked; Galinda blushed and threw a piece of pancake at him. Fiyero threw the piece at Elphaba and she threw it right back at Galinda. They laughed as Galinda ended up being the one with pancake in her lap. Their laughter was interrupted by the King's presence. He stood in the doorway, looking stern and otherwise expressionless. Elphaba subconsciously moved away from him, closer to Fiyero. He wrapped an arm around her waist and stared at his father.
"Was there something you wanted?" Fiyero asked coldly.
"Morning coffee." said the King, his hands fisting.
"S'over there." Fiyero said, nodding towards the counter. The King walked over to the counter an began to fix his coffee, unaccustomed to having to do this himself. The kitchen was eerily silent until the King was finished. He stared at his son and then at Elphaba.
"I take it you are well?" he asked, trying to be civil towards this girl that his son for some Oz-forsaken reason loved. Elphaba only nodded. The King didn't know what to say, "Right," he said gruffly, "Have a....good day." he walked out.
"I think he's angry with you for...being with me." said Elphaba, "I don't want to cause a fight between you and your father."
"It's fine Elphaba, he had it coming anyway." said Fiyero, "And who cares if he's mad?"
"Well..." Elphaba said, looking down. Fiyero touched her chin and she looked back at him.
"Hey, ignore him, he has nothing to do with us." said Fiyero.
"If it really doesn't bother you." said Elphaba. Fiyero kissed her and she kissed him back.
"Oh you guys are so cute!" Galinda squealed, "If you were a chic flick I would totally pay seven dollars to go see you!"
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It was surprising really, how many people were willing to follow Frex, become his servants, his supporters, help him take over the Vinkus. Of course, he couldn't be the only wicked person in Oz, so naturally there would be a follow up of everyone else just as terrible as him, at his beck and call, just for the sake of doing evil deeds. Frex needed a position of power again, he was definitely not cut out for fugitive life. He was using his newfound friend, Victor, as his new face. Victor would be the new King of the Vinkus everyone would see, but Frex would be the man behind the operation, he was the one pulling the strings. Victor was just going to be a picture; Frex was going to be the tyrant, the real King. He had debated many times in his head over what to do with the Vinkun family. He'd thought about making them servants, but that was too risky, why not just kill them? One by one. Then he'd be King of the Vinkus, he'd have power back and he'd have Elphaba back, back to her rightful owner.