"A wicked…. witch?" he mused.
"No, the wicked witch! Haven't you heard?"
"No, not really," Fiyero murmured, staring at the Captain of the Guard. Well, the former Captain of the Guard. After searching for a job, anything to get him out of having to be King of the Vinkus, his girlfriend found a job for him with the Gale Force. And with Glinda pulling a few strings, he was immediately assigned to replace the Captain, who after being injured in a chase with the Wicked Witch of the West was due to retire for his own safety. At least, that's what he claimed.
"Most of the news in Vinkus is a rumor," the pale boy added, trying to recall the mention of a witch, "It's hard to tell whether the things you hear are true or not, so most people brush it off as false right off the bat."
The Captain of the Guard scoffed, "Well, she's horrid. She's been terrorizing all of Oz for almost a year now, just the sight of her skin is enough to give the strongest man chills." Fiyero tilted his head, "Her… skin?"
The man just gave Fiyero a cold stare, questioning the boy's intelligence for a second before responding with, "Yes, her green skin. It's atrocious, unnatural, she's hideous."
The Vinkun prince gave a twisted expression, somewhat mixing fear, disdain, and… curiosity. He couldn't deny the sound of someone having green skin wasn't at least interesting, if not a great mystery. Still, images of a pasty green witch flashed through his mind, as he shuddered. The Captain just chuckled, "Well, she's your problem now, kid. See to it she's brought to justice." Fiyero nodded, as the older male gave him a firm handshake, before hanging up his jacket and walking out the door.
Fiyero waited a few seconds to make sure he wasn't in earshot, and then let out a huge huff of frustration. "A green witch? Terrorizing all of Oz? Why couldn't Glinda warn me about that first?" He thought back to the wicked witch for a second, trying to picture someone with green skin. Admittedly, it sounded quite cool.
"FiFi?"
He winced as his pet name was called out by the high-pitched blonde, their blue eyes meeting. "Yes, Glinda?"
She beamed, "Is the job nice?"
"Dear, I've hardly even been Captain of the Guard for ten minutes," Fiyero chuckled, "but so far, yes, it's lovely." Glinda smiled a bit softer now, "I was hoping you would." He returned the smile for a brief moment, before falling back onto the thought of the green witch. When Glinda caught his distracted expression that she blinked, "Fiyero, is everything alright?"
"A green skinned witch," he mumbled, "Isn't that strange?"
The blonde scoffed rather coldly, "I'll say. She's the most fearifying person I've ever seen. Really ugly, too."
Fiyero refrained from corrected her broken grammar, knowing it wouldn't do a thing. "Well, if she's that bad, I'll gather a search for her tomorrow. Any ideas of where she might be?"
"Any heavily wooded area," Glinda stated, remembering how many times the guards got lost for hours on end because she got away in the middle of a forest. "Thanks," he smiled, kissing his girlfriend's hand. She let out a bubbly giggle, before kissing his cheek, "No problem FiFi!"
He winced again, watching her walk out of the office. He waited a few seconds before turning his chair to look at the map of Oz.
"The woods, eh?" he pondered. After searching for the areas with countless trees, he stopped upon a familiar sight.
"The Gillikin Forest," he smirked, "It's the most tangled up woods I've seen."
His smirk fell in an instant, remember how many times he got lost in those tangled up woods.
Why, Glinda, why this job?