"When will this end?" Elphaba growled, rubbing her swollen stomach.

"Elphaba, I…" Nia started.

"ANSWER THE QUESTION!" Elphaba shouted.

"Our first review comes from snoozinghamster, who says, Another great chapter. I think my previous review may have been kind of killed by my iPod. Ok, Elphaba, what did the spell on Nessa's shoes actually do? And Nessa, ignoring the fact they let you walk, what color do you prefer the shoes?" Nia read, ignoring Elphaba's question.

"Well, actually," Elphaba started, trying to force a smile on her face, "I didn't know what the spell would do. I was so desperate that I just opened the Grimmerie and tried the first spell I saw."

"Isn't that a bit risky?" Glinda asked.

Elphaba shot her a death look and Glinda looked the other way.

"I actually like the ruby slippers better. I like red," Nessa said, admiring her shoes.

"Great! Now we have artsoccer, Fine I'll satisfied with those answers :) For the record, the thing about giving Boq a chair was sent before he got one. Dorothy, I know your dog's name is Toto, I've just couldn't resist the urge to call him Dodo this one time, I'm sorry, sorta. I don't get why more people aren't sending in reviews, this show is very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very (did I say very?) very funny. :) :) :) :) :D :D :D :D (: (: (: (:"

"You said very, like, 81 times!" Elphaba complained.

"Elphaba, be nice to the reviewers," Fiyero said, kissing her cheek.

"Actually, she's right. 81 times! Wow! Great job!" Nia said, counting the number of 'verys'

"No questions?" Boq asked.

"Um… I don't think so. Okay, now we have Elphaba'sGirl, who… OH MY GOSH!"

"What? What is it?" Dr. Dillamond asked.

"She's the 100th reviewer of the story!" Nia shouted. She clapped her hands twice and green balloons that read "100th reviewer" dropped from the ceiling. "Congratulations on being the 100th reviewer! Here are some virtual brownies for you! This is so amazing!" Nia said in a high-pitched voice.

"Does she have any questions?" Melena asked.

"Actually, she does. She says, Okay, I have a request. I'd like Elphaba to do what ever she wants to do right now, because she's kinda being pushed into a lot of random things, so maybe she and Yero can just sit out of this interview for a while and have a nice, deep conversation about love and life. (And baby names!) Boq; if you had the choice to be with Nessa and be human, or be with Glinda and be tin, what would you choose? Dorothy; how do you feel about Frex? (This is your chance to redeem yourself!) All; how do you feel about the movie Oz the Great and Powerful? I think it's a lie, but only cuz Wicked is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Also how do you feel about the prospect of "Dorothy of Oz"? I myself am kinda scared. Morrible; when is your birthday? (Give the year) Wizard/not so wizardy man; Just sayin hi... Hi. Cuz you haven't had a lot of questions..."

"Well… I…" Elphaba started. "No one really asked me that before."

"Well, we only have one more reviewer, so you and Fiyero can just go backstage and chit-chat for a while," Nia said, standing up. She ran over to where Fiyero and Elphaba were sitting, pulled both of them out of their chairs, and pushed them backstage.

"Glinda and tin!" Boq said like it was obvious. Glinda's shoulders slumped as she glared at Boq.

"Frex?" Dorothy asked, looking at the semi-hated man.

Frex did his best to give Dorothy a prize-winning smile.

"Don't even think about trying to copy Fiyero's Crowned-Prince-of-the-Vinkus-smile!" Nia said.

"Fine!" Frex huffed.

"I don't really have an opinion. It's not nice to judge someone before you get to know them."

"Preach!" Frex said. Everyone slowly turned their heads to face him. Frex blushed and looked down.

"Well, it sounds like a good movie," Glinda said.

"Am I in it?" Dorothy asked.

"I don't think so," Nia answered.

"Wait… is that the story about me?" the Wizard asked.

Nia nodded. "We know Dorothy's story, we know Elphaba's story, now all we need is your story and we're good to go!"

"What about my story?" Morrible asked.

"You have a story?" Boq asked, not amused.

"I do! Everyone has a story to tell!" Morrible protested.

"What about Elphie?" Glinda asked. "And Fiyero?"

"I don't think Fiyero's in it. And Elphaba is… a wicked witch." Nia said that last part very carefully. She could see the anger boiling up inside of Glinda's eyes.

"What. Did. You. Just. Call. Elphie?" Glinda asked through clenched teeth.

"Now, Glinda, you know as well as I do that Elphaba is not a wicked witch. It is probably best that we don't tell her. She's eight months pregnant and I'm sure that she wouldn't appreciate us telling her something like that," Nia said, throwing her hands in front of her face.

Glinda slowly began to soften and sat back in her seat.

"What about us?" Nessa and Boq asked.

"Well, Nessa, there is a girl in a wheelchair in the beginning," Nia explained.

"And?" Nessa asked, waiting for more.

"And, well, you're in there."

Nessa squeaked with delight.

"I wouldn't get so excited if I were you," Nia said slowly.

"Why not?" Nessa asked,

Nia bit her lip and decided not to answer. "Next topic!" she shouted.

"My birthday?" Morrible asked, confused.

"The year!" Nia clarified.

Morrible paled and muttered something under her breath.

"What was that?" Nia asked.

Mutter, mutter.

"Didn't quite catch that," Nia said, inching closer in her seat.

"1938!" Morrible shouted.

"1938? That would mean you're like…"

"Don't say it!" Morrible shouted.

"75!" Nia said before she could stop herself.

Morrible pointed at Nia and a storm cloud appeared over her head. Nia screamed as the rain poured down on her. "Morrible!" Nia shouted.

"I told you not to say it!" Morrible said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Make it stop raining!" Nia commanded.

"You should have thought about that before you shouted my age out to the world!"

Nia growled and walked up to Morrible. The storm cloud followed her.

"Right now!" Nia said, centimeters away from Morrible's face.

Morrible gulped, afraid of what the teenage girl would do to her. She muttered something under her breath and the storm cloud vanished.

"Thank you!" Nia said, grabbing a towel and beginning to dry her hair.

"Hello!" the Wizard said, happy that he got a greeting from a reviewer.

"What's Dorothy in Oz?" Dorothy asked.

"You return to Oz and help your friends," Nia explained.

"Oh, well, I guess I'm excited," Dorothy shrugged.

"Is Elphie…?" Glinda started.

"Yes," Nia finished for her. "Wicked Witch persona."

Glinda nodded sadly.

"Alright! Lastly, we have FiyerabaRules, who says, Ok, I am excited to see the Fiyeraba baby! He or she will be beautiful! And Wizard, Morrible, and Dorothy, HEY, WHAT AM I, CHOPPED LIVER?! I LIKE YOU GUYS, and Frex because I am warming up to him! Ok, Elphie, are you feeling alright? And are you and Fiyero excited to see the new baby after she/he is born?!"

"Should we go and get Elphaba and Fiyero?" Melena asked.

"Well, I think we should," Nia said as she got out of her seat and ran backstage. A few seconds later, there was a loud scream, followed by Nia running back onstage, a fireball close behind her. "GLINDA!" Nia shouted, running in circles, trying to avoid being set on fire.

Glinda answered her pleads for help and extinguished the fire.

"Thanks!" Nia said, trying to catch her breath.

"Anytime!" Glinda said with a smile.

"Elphie! Fiyero! Get out here now!" Nia shouted.

Elphaba and Fiyero slowly walked out. Nia was waiting for them with her arms crossed.

"Are you okay?" Fiyero asked, trying to hide the smile on his face.

"Hmm, let me think, your wife almost killed me via fireball! Do you think that I'm okay?" Nia retorted.

Fiyero took a step back.

"Sorry about that," Elphaba said, looking down at her hands.

Nia's expression melted. "It's okay, Elphie. You have some questions, if you're up to it."

Elphaba nodded as she sat down in her seat.

"FiyerabaRules wants to know if you are feeling okay?"

"Eight months pregnant!" Elphaba said, pointing to her stomach.

"That answers that," Nia muttered. "Oh, and how do you feel about Oz the Great and Powerful and Dorothy in Oz?"

"I've never seen them," Elphaba answered. "What happens in them?"

"Well, Oz the Great and Powerful is the story of our Oh-so-Wonderful Wizard of Oz," Nia explained.
"Am I…?" Elphaba asked.

"Wicked Witch persona."

"Oh. And Dorothy in Oz?"

"Same thing."

"Really, do people really see me as wicked?" Elphaba asked, shocked.

"Well, not everyone. You have the Wicked fans and fanfiction writers," Nia said, trying to cheer Elphaba up.

Elphaba gave her a watery smile.

"Any news on the baby names?" Nessa asked.

"Well, we have Reglia and Cesila for a girl and Daron and Kiki for a boy," Fiyero answered. The audience cheered.

"That's great! Well, those are all of the reviews we have. Sorry for a short chapter. Keep reading and reviewing!" Nia encouraged as the lights dimmed.

Special thanks to snoozinghamster, artsoccer, Elphaba'sGirl, and FiyerabaRules

Special shout-out and congratulations to Elphaba'sGirl for being the 100th reviewer!