Hey, guys! I immediately apologize for the bad pun that I hinge an entire plot point on, but I couldn't help myself!

Galinda, who was actually Elphaba, swallowed hard, desperately hoping that she was wrong and that her friend was mad for some other ridiculous reason that Elphaba could easily give a reasonable excuse for that would make everything better. "I...I don't know what you're talking about." She said simply.

The green girl, who was actually a perky blonde, looked around and, noticing that she was attracting stares, quite literally dragged the other girl by the wrist all the way across campus to their dorm, slamming the door behind her as hard as she possibly could, locking it to make sure that nobody even attempted to interrupt her. "Okay, we're alone." She said through gritted teeth. "You don't have to pretend to be me."

"W-what's wrong?" Elphaba asked cautiously. She found herself nervously tugging on strands of hair from the blonde wig she had on, something she found to be quite unusual for herself.

"You know that he's mine! H-he loves me! He... has to!"

Well, there goes 'maybe this isn't about Fiyero'. Elphaba thought bitterly. But how could she have possibly found out? They had switched appearances, not minds. Unless... No. No! There's a misunderstanding. He doesn't love you. He loves Galinda. "I- of course he loves you. Whatever makes you think that he doesn't?"

"What he said! He said that...that...that-" And before she could even finish, the blonde in green makeup and a black wig broke down and started sobbing hysterically. Elphaba, caught off guard by her friend's (they were still friends, right?) sudden change in emotion, paused for a moment before moving forward to comfort the sobbing girl in front of her.

"I'm sure it's nothing, Galinda. I mean, you know Fiyero. He's very... brainless. It was probably just a misunderstanding... whatever it was that he said." Elphaba realized that it was not at all easy to comfort somebody after a conversation that you knew nothing about. "But... just out of curiosity... What exactly did he say?"

"That he doesn't love me anymore!" Her friend exclaimed through her sobs.

"What?" She asked a bit too loudly. Sure, Fiyero was known for, well, not necessarily knowing how to think, and for breaking a lot of girl's hearts, but... well, it just seemed off. "I'm sure he didn't say that."

"No. He said that he loves someone else! Which is even worse!" Why was this happening? If there was one thing that Elphaba really didn't know about, it was love. No matter how many books she read and how much she learned from them about science, math, and history, love was something that you had to experience to understand. And unfortunately, Elphaba had never been in love. Well... no. No! You're not that girl, remember? He loves Galinda! But... No! No! No! Stop thinking such things!

"Oh, don't cry, Galinda! I'm telling you, it had to have been a misunderstanding. I'm sure that everything is perfectly fine. Here, why dint we go ahead and go back to being ourselves, and you can talk to him as Galinda?" Elphaba suggested. She had known from the beginning that this switch was a terrible idea. She shouldn't have been stupid enough to go along with it.

"Okay." The other girl responses, sniffling and dabbling at her eyes with a small cloth that she had pulled off of her vanity. Turning to put it back, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and couldn't help but laugh a bit. She looked ridiculous. The green make-up around her eyes was dripping from the tears and the braid in her wig was all messed up, making her appear quite disheveled and just plain ridiculous. Elphaba herself smiled at seeing that her friend was at least still able to be happy.

"So, this is the counter-spell?" She asked as she picked up the spell that Galinda had set on the bedside table earlier that day and looking it over.

"Yep." Galinda responded distractedly as she dabbed make up off if her face.

"Alright then." Elphaba sighed. Once she cast the spell, she would have her voice back, and then she could be rid of the make up and the blonde wig and just be herself again. "Pone hic fert ut et fortis robore fortis et fortis pone hic fert ut et fortis robore" she chanted softly, closing her eyes and waiting for something to happen.

"Did it work?" Came her own voice, though she wasn't the one talking. Opening her eyes, she found her friend staring at her. Obviously, it hasn't worked. But if it hadn't, then what had happened?

"I guess not."

"Where'd that come from?" Galinda asked suddenly, pointing to something on Elphaba's right. Turning, she saw something standing by her bed. A counter. Like a kitchen counter.

"You have got to be kidding me..." She said, still in Galinda's voice, before turning to her roommate once more. "A counter spell? Really? Oh, sweet Oz!"

"Oh." Galinda said, realization dawning on her. "I get it. A counter spell. Not a counter-spell."

"Ugh! What the hell is a counter spell even good for?" Elphaba exclaimed angrily, crumbling the paper with the spell into a bowl and discarding it onto the floor.

"Interior design?"

"Then where's the actual counter-spell?"

"Umm..."

"You have no idea..."

"Umm..."

"Oh, for the love of-" Elphaba was cut off by a sharp knock at the door. Both girls swung their heads toward the door before looking at each other. "Quick. Fix your make-up!" She said before rushing to their door. Galinda nodded and quickly did what she was told, facing away from the door just in case.

"Hello?" Elphaba-disguised-as-Galinda asked as perkily as she possibly could, swinging the door open. "Oh, Madame Morrible." She said in surprise upon seeing who was there. "Whatever do you need?"

"Is your roommate here, dear?" Morrible asked, completely ignoring the "blonde's" greetings.

"Oh, um, yes. Just let me fetch her!" She replied, swinging the door until it was cracked ever so slightly before running over to her friend. "Is your make-up done?" She whispered. The other girl turned and nodded. She still looked upset, but at least her make-up was fixed.

"Does she want me?" She asked. Elphaba nodded and watched her roommate hurry to the door in her most Elphaba-like manner. Elphaba strained to hear the conversation between the blonde in green make-up and the Headmistress, but couldn't make out anything that was being said. She waited impatiently for the conversation to end and was about to ask what had happened, but stopped when she saw the look of dread and panic on her friend's face.

"Do I want to know?" Elphaba asked cautiously.

"You're going to meet The Wizard... tomorrow!" Galinda said, no longer trying to act like Elphaba.

"And I'm still you..."

"And you're still me..."

"Oh, Oz!"

"What are we going to do?"

"I guess that we have to find a counter-spell. And one for that." She said, pointing to the counter that the previous spell had placed in the middle of the room.

"So... library?"

"Mm-hmm." Elphaba said simply, swinging open the door and marching off to the library, her friend following close behind her. They had less than 24 hours to find a working counter-spell, or everyone would know what they had done.

Again, sorry for the bad pun, but I simply love bad puns! Anyway, today was the second day of school and I am exhausted. So. Much. Walking. I literally have to walk in a circle all the way around the school to get from my last class to my locker to my bus, plus I'm too short to reach my gym locker without standing on ny tiptoes, but I'll survive. Anyway, I'll be very busy, so I'm sorry about late updates!

Fiyero's been forgotten for now... but not for long.

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