(A/N: Hello! Thanks for reviewing if you did! I think the next chapter will be the last one...I'm not sure though. Either one or two chapter left though. Probably just one unless you guys want an epilogue in which I'll be glad to oblige. Oh, and I have a question for you all: how do you pronounce Fabala? I always thought it was like: Fa-bella even though it's not spelled like that. Some people pronounce it like: Fah-ball-a or Fay-bay-la...just a question...Like how some people say re-prize adn other's say re-preese for the word reprise...pronounciations always get me. Like when I went to China and all the Chinese people looked at me like I'd asked them to eat my foot! Though with my pronounciation, I might have actually said that...Oh well, I'm back in the fat old US now anyhu...I didn't meet my birth parents when I went to China...but I didn't want to anyway, you know how completey creepy that would be? They'd be like: "Hey it's the kid we abandoned!" and I'd be like: "Hey it's the parents who left me in an orphanage! But then I got adopted and moved to America!" It would not be pretty...ANYWAY! ON with thy story! Sorry sometimes I ramble:) Oh, and you might be rather confused if you haven't read: GREEN EGGS AND HAM by Dr. Seus...
It had been 3 months since everything had gone from wonderful to terrible to horrible to wonderful all over again. But this wasn't going to be a cycle. This time wonderful would last longer. Wonderful would last. It would be wonderful. When Fiyero's parents went back to the Vinkus, Fiyero decided to go back for a while, having been away from his homeland. He brought Elphaba and Galinda with him. Well, missing his homeland wasn't the only reason he wanted to come back…but more of that later!
Nessa and Fredrick were doing well and Galinda and David had gotten together. They were a cute…annoying couple. Galinda was always pre-planning their outfits so that they wouldn't clash. In the beginning she tried to make David wear pink…but that didn't go over so well. The citizens of Oz were living life and drinking it up. James had reclaimed Oz and his title. A celebration throughout Oz was thrown, celebrating the victory and the deaths of Frexspar Thropp and Madame Morrible. Galinda had even writing a book...actually, she'd written two: "How to Be Popular" (it was currently being made into a motion picture) and "How to Tell if the Guy Who Claims He's Gay Is Actually Straight and Is Crushing On Your Best Friend Even Though He's Your Ex-Boyfriend and Your Best Friend Likes Him Too And She Just Can't Tell And You Are Secretly Trying to Set Them Up Together" (this was a huge bestseller and had been translated into 40 different languages).
"Elphie!" Galinda screamed, bouncing down the stairs, "Have you heard? Have you heard????!!!" Elphaba looked up from her book and covered her ears as Galinda came running into the library.
"What is it?" asked Elphaba.
"MY BOOK IS A BESTSELLER!" she screamed. Elphaba rolled her eyes.
"Yes, I've heard." Elphaba smiled, "Your demographic is actually very surprising. Old guys read that book…."
"And—and guess what else! Gay guys read it and I haven't gotten any hate mail from them!" she squealed.
"Why? Did you put offensive stuff in there?" asked Elphaba.
"No, just stereotypical stuff." Galinda shrugged, "Like how they all can quote Dr. Seus books and give each other the yawn and stretch every other minute."
"Well, congratulations." Elphaba smiled.
"Thank you!" Galinda hugged Elphaba. They both suddenly heard really loud yelling from the hall outside of the yelling. Elphaba and Galinda sighed. Fiyero and David were fighting again.
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"I DO NOT LIKE GREEN EGGS AND HAM!" David shouted.
"Would you like them in a boat? Would you like them with a goat?" asked Fiyero pleasantly.
"I WOULD NOT LIKE THEM IN A BOAT, I WOULD NOT LIKE THEM WITH A GOAT! I WOULD NOT LIKE THEM IN THE DARK, I WOULD NOT LIKE TO HEAR YOU FART! I WOULD NOT LIKE THEM WITH A MOUSE, I WOULD NOT LIKE THEM IN A HOUSE, I WOULD NOT LIKE THEM WITH A FOX, I WOULD NOT LIKE THEM IN A BOX, I WOULD NOT LIKE THEM HERE OR THERE, I WOULD NOT LIKE THEM ANYWHERE!" David shouted.
"You could've just said 'no.'" said Fiyero, rolling his eyes. David fumed.
"I DO NOT LIKE GREEN EGGS AND HAM!" he spluttered. Galinda and Elphaba both poked their heads out of the door to the library and looked at the two. Galinda rushed over to David's side and rubbed his back as his face lost its tomato look.
"Honey, honey, it's alright. What did I tell you about getting angry?" asked Galinda.
"It makes me look like I swallowed five airhead extremes." David sighed, "Yes I know."
"It just never gets old!" Fiyero laughed, "Someday he'll burst through the roof, I swear."
"Fiyero!" Elphaba scolded, "Must you be so mean to David?" Fiyero just kept laughing and Elphaba rolled her eyes and patted David comfortingly on the head as his face began to turn red again at Fiyero's laughter. Suddenly, Galinda was struck with some amazing idea. She stuck her light bulb worthy index finger in the air.
"OMIOZ! I've just had a piff knee!!" she squealed.
"Epiphany you mean?" asked Elphaba.
"No, it's called a piff-knee." said Galinda, "ANYHU, I just realized that according to theorem 157 in my book: How to Tell if the Guy Who Claims He's Gay Is Actually Straight and Is Crushing On Your Best Friend Even Though He's Your Ex-Boyfriend and Your Best Friend Likes Him Too And She Just Can't Tell And You Are Secretly Trying to Set Them Up Together, you guys are both gayer than hippos, kiwis, peaches, strawberry's, scarves, giraffes, zebra's, Old McDonald, Bob and Fred, analog clocks, broken elevators and crooked rulers! You're quoting Dr. Seus for OZ SAKES!" Galinda exclaimed.
"You have theorems in your book?" asked Elphaba, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes. I made everything a theorem so people couldn't argue with me." said Galinda.
"You can't just make up theorems." said Elphaba.
"Hey! Don't argue the theorems!"
"But you made them up!"
"They're still theorems!"
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"—would you like them with a dog? Would you like them in the fog?" asked Fiyero as he and Elphaba walked along the beach hand in hand.
"I would not like them with a dog, I would not like them in the fog." Elphaba said.
"How 'bout with me then?" asked Fiyero breaking rhyme.
"I'd like anything with you." Elphaba smiled, "Because I love you."
"I love you too." Fiyero smiled. He was getting more nervous by the second. He had a question to ask her today and it was proving to be very difficult and nerve racking as he was waiting for the opportune moment. But how did he know when the hell that was? He was so nervous. He felt like she already knew and she was just making him squirm. He was jumpy and trying to make sure everything was going smoothly. He had taken her for ice cream first of course and then they'd stopped at the bookstore and he'd picked up a book for her. Now they were walking on the beach and nearing their rock. They sat down together on the rock and Fiyero showed her the book he picked up for her.
"A picture book?" asked Elphaba skeptically, raising an eyebrow.
"Not just any picture book." Fiyero said. Elphaba took the book and opened it to the middle of the book.
"Would you like them with a mouse? Would you like them in a house?" she read aloud, laughing at how childish she was feeling. Fiyero grinned. She turned a few pages.
"Would you could you in the rain? Would you could you in a train?" she read. Fiyero felt his nerves jumping, because he knew what was on the next page. She turned the page and she saw a ring resting in the book. A small bit of the book had been hollowed out, just big enough for the ring to sit in there. Elphaba gasped when she saw the ring. What did this mean? Had Fiyero picked up the wrong book? Was he serious? What was going on?! She looked up at Fiyero for the answers. He slowly took the ring and only then did she notice he had gotten down on one knee in front of her. Oh. My. Oz.
"Elphaba, I love you so much. I can't live without you, you're my air, my sky, my stars, my love and everything else. I want us to be together always. And even if you say no," he cracked a smiled, before continuing, "I will find a way to be with you anyways. Consider me your number one stalker if you say no." They both had tears in their eyes. Elphaba laughed shakily as she felt her breath leaving her and Fiyero was just using up his nerves. He breathed in to gain at least a little control over his shaking voice. As he spoke these next few words, he took her hand and gently slipping the ring onto her finger, "If you haven't figured it out by now, I'm asking you to marry me Elphaba. And for the full glory of the actual question that can make or break me: Will you marry me?" Elphaba was shocked. She didn't know what to say. 'Yes' seemed good but for some reason she couldn't get her vocal chords to work. She just stared at Fiyero as she felt the moisture in her eyes grow. Fiyero realized she was having a hard time and he tried to help her out.
"Elphaba, you're killing me." Fiyero chuckled, though he couldn't quite hide the anxiety in his voice, "Could you please answer the question?"
"Yes." Elphaba was finally able to say.
"Yes you'll answer the question or yes you'll marry me?" asked Fiyero, his heart thumping wildly in his chest.
"Yes I'll answer the question." said Elphaba.
"And your answer is….?" Fiyero prompted.