CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Ew, whose baby is that?" Shenshen asked as she and Pfannee stopped at the table Galinda and Elphaba were sitting at.
Galinda's brow furrowed. "Mine?"
"You had a baby?"
"Yeah, yeah, remember, she got all big and fat and peed herself in Dr. Dillamond's class, Pfannee said.
Galinda scoffed. "I have twins. And I got big and pregnant. And I didn't pee myself, my water broke because I was in labor."
"It was gross."
"So are you and you don't hear anyone complaining," Galadriel said as she appeared behind Galinda with Julian in her arms.
Shenshen and Pfannee gasped.
"There's two of you?" Shenshen asked. "Since when?"
"Since our parents had sex."
"Ew. I'm glad I don't know anyone that's doing that," Pfannee said.
"Yes you do."
"No, my friends don't do that."
Galinda's brows rose. "Pfannee, how do you think I got pregnant?"
"How would I know?"
"I had sex."
"A lot of it," Elphaba said flatly.
"We should go," Shenshen said. "People will think we're like her."
"That used to be what you wanted."
"You should leave," Galadriel said. "Galinda's nice enough to not hurt your feelings, but I'm not. You for starters," she said, pointing to Shenshen. "You're bigger than a bloated beached whale. And you," she said, looking at Pfannee. "You're an embarrassment to the gay community. All the fashion tips in the world and you have no fashion sense? How tragic."
"Excuse me?" Shenshen asked.
"Who do you think you are, fat shaming people?" Pfannee asked.
"You're not so small yourself," Galadriel said. "You keep trying to make those pants look good but here's a tip - you're too fat for skinny jeans."
"How dare you?"
"Next time you body shame my sister, shame her for having sex, or insinuate that my niece or nephew are ugly, you won't even be able to speak anymore because your lips will be sewn shut and I'll give you a silent, undetected lobotomy."
"We never said they were ugly."
"You both thought it. But I can see into the past and you were both hideodeous. Shouldn't throw stones and glass houses."
With scoffs, Shenshen and Pfannee stomped away and Galinda looked at Galadriel disapprovingly.
"You didn't have to be mean," Galinda said.
"Neither did they. It was taken care of," Galadriel said, sitting at the table and kissing Julian's head. "We don't let people be mean to Mommy, huh?"
"Mama," Julian said, reaching for Galinda.
"It's Bubba's turn, Princess Jade," Galinda said, passing Jade to Elphaba before taking Julian from her sister.
"Mama!" Jade said, reaching to her.
"I just fed you, it's Julian's turn. Bubba has to eat, too," she said, laying Julian in her arms and lifting her shirt, getting Julian latched to her breast.
"You'll be alright, Bug," Elphaba said, patting Jade's back to burp her.
"How are you so good with babies?" Galadriel asked, looking at Elphaba.
"I helped when Nessarose was growing up. I guess I just have natural instincts," Elphaba said.
"She's better with them than I am sometimes," Galinda said.
"No I'm not. I have more patience. You get frazzled easily."
"Look at those jugs," a boy said from the next table.
The three girls looked over to the table, all with the same disgusted look.
"You can at least cover up," a girl said. "Or do that in the bathroom."
Galinda rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to Julian. "We aren't animals, we don't eat where we go potty, huh?" she said, gently tapping his nose.
"It's indecent."
"So is your face," Galadriel said. "You look more like you should be eating slop."
"Excuse me?"
"You're excused."
"Madame Morrible!" the girl said, calling the Head Shiztress over.
"What can I do for you, Millie?" Madame Morrible asked as she walked up to the two tables.
"Can't you do something about that?" she gestured to Galinda.
"About Mrs. Tigelaar?"
"About her having her body on display."
"What would you like me to do about it, Millie?"
"Make her cover up or go to the bathroom."
"Would you eat your lunch in the bathroom?"
"That's disgusting."
"Would you eat with a blanket over your head?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"It would be too stuffy and hard to breathe."
"Exactly. So why should a baby be made to eat their lunch under a blanket and not be able to breathe, or in a gross bathroom?"
"Not everyone wants to see her boobs."
"Her breasts aren't showing. Her child's head shields them. There's a simple solution to you not seeing her feeding her child - don't look at her."
"So what am I supposed to do, just not look around?"
"Precisely. Or you can go somewhere else to eat, since you're the one with the problem."
"I saw her nipples twice."
"For two seconds while her children were latching, because you were watching when you should have minded your own business. If you continue to be an issue for Mrs. Tigelaar, you'll be banned from the cafeteria. Mrs. Tigelaar," Madame Morrible said, turning her attention to Galinda.
Galinda looked at her in worry. "Yes, Madame Morrible."
"You have the right to feed your children whenever, wherever they need to eat on this campus. I'll deal with the nay sayers myself."
Galinda nodded. "Thank you."
A loud burp came from Jade. "Jade says 'thank you' too," Elphaba said. "That burp was also telling you to mind your own business," she said to Millie.
"You're very welcome, Winkie Princess," Madame Morrible said, gently touching Jade's head before walking off.
"Your daughter has the mouth of a sailor," Galadriel said.
"What are you hearing?" Galinda asked.
"She's calling Millie every bad word she's ever heard."
"Rightfully so."
"She's also mad that she doesn't get milk."
"She can wait until Julian's done. She's not starving. She's 20 pounds."
"Don't body shame her. That's not regular fat, that's baby fat."