We have reached the end of this story! I was thinking of writing a sequel of this…what Glinda does after Elphaba and Fiyero leave Oz for good. Let me know if that's what you want! So…here we go!

Glinda managed to get a heart full of sawdust for the tinman and a medal for the lion and a diploma for the scarecrow, but what to do for dorothy? She paced her room in her castle, having thought about it all morning. She wasn't looking where she was going and tripped over a cardboard box. Opening it, she found a note.

GLINDA,

YOUR OUTBURST LAST TIME WE MET WAS UNCALLED FOR. I EXPECTED BETTER OF YOU. I SIMPLY MADE A STATEMENT ON HOW YOUR CLASSMATE LOOKED. IT WAS NOTHING RUDE. I DELIVERED YOUR OLD CLOTHES TO YOU BY MAIL AND I EXPECT A THANK YOU LETTER IN RETURN. MY NEXT VISIT WILL BE NEXT WEEK.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!

YOUR DARLING MOTHER,

LARENA

Glinda burst out laughing, though she was very mad. Her mother was the farthest thing from darling! Glinda scribbled "thank you" on the box, and opened it. Inside were her baby clothes, halloween outfits, Ozday outfits, tutus, leotards, and other clothing. She found a hankerchief at the very bottom. It brought back memories of when she used to play with her cousins in her house, making parachutes out of them using string and attaching a paper clip to them, sending them down in between the several flights of stairs.

Parachute. Hot air balloon. Dorothy!

Glinda took sciccors out of her desk and cut up her outfits, sewing them all together. She took metal from the basement and formed a circle, so that fire could go through it. She went around town, finding a lare basket. When it was done, Glinda was relieved. Dorothy could go home.

She stuffed the ballon and the metal parts into the basket, and flew herself to the Emerald City. When she arrived, she nearly dropped her basket.

She was dead.

They were cheering that Elphaba was dead? It seemed all over the news…how could she not see it before?

She ran into the wizard's room, ingoring the many shouts of the City Guards.

"Is it true?" she weeped. "Elphie's dead?"

"Now, now, my sweet!" the wizard wrapped her arms around her in an awkward hug. "everybody dies, don't they?"

Glinda pulled away. "Take your stupid things!" she cried. Her hot tears stung her eyes. "I don't want to look at them anymore!"

She thought back to what the tin man had said. We'd have to kill her. But Glinda had thought that Elphie would come up with a way…she'd always come up with a way…

Once again, she heard the travelers come in and place Elphaba's broom on the ground. Glinda couldn't bear to watch anymore. She snuck out a nearby window and went back to her castle.

She lay down on her bed, head buried into her pillow.

She knew what was coming.

In a few minutes, she'd have to regroup and go to dorothy so she could get home. Then she would take the shoes and lay them over where ever Elphaba had died.

Then she sat up and got tissues, for after she'd cried properly.