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Post by Popular Glinda on Mar 25, 2004 15:11:55 GMT -5
ok folks, tell me what you think. i dont usually write fan fiction, but hopefuly this one turned out okey-dokey
~*~*~*~*~The Prince and the Munchkin~*~*~*~*~
Galinda was hosting another wild party. Students from all corners of Shiz were there, dancing, talking, flirting. Galinda had stationed herself at the refreshisizer table, where there were bowls and platters of snacks and a large cauldron of punch. As Boq glanced over to her, his eyes scanning her in her rather revealing sky blue dress, longing for the chance to hold her but…
There he was, that new student. Friyerko or something like that. Everyone was smitten by him, just because of his royalty—some sort of princeship. The prince, tall and muscular, his muscles rippling beneath his plain white shirt.
Well, thought Boq, he may be royalty, but they must not care much about fashionablity where he comes from.
Boq looked up from his boots once more, but met the figure of the prince standing before him. Boq was completely confused, unsure whether to greet the new student or snub him and walk off. But the prince made the first gesture.
“Boq, come up to my room for a second.” Said the Prince and he motioned for Boq to follow, which he did, unsure of what was coming next.
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should i keep going or trash it? FEED BACK PEOPLE, PLEEZ
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Post by ElphieatShiz on Mar 25, 2004 15:15:20 GMT -5
Keep going! We need our fanfic fix.  I think it sounds good so far and I want to find out what happens next. |
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Post by Popular Glinda on Mar 25, 2004 15:29:35 GMT -5
hehe thanks for the compliment!
ok, here is some more:
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The prince’s room was much nicer than the other dorms Boq had seen—which wasn’t many, just Misses Galinda and Elphaba’s, and Miss Nessa’s—and at once Boq was jealous. The rich fabrics, the deep lighting, the golden accoutrements. Obviously, the rich got the good rooms. Funny how school could be so much like life.
The prince—Fiyero, the name coming to Boq suddenly—turned from the window and approached Boq, circling to behind him. The munchkin could feel Fiyero’s breath on his neck, making his curls tickle himself. Boq’s breath sped up, becoming raggedy and wheezy.
“Don’t be nervous, dear Master Boq, don’t be nervous”…
ok, tell me where i should go with this
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Post by chenofano on Mar 25, 2004 16:15:37 GMT -5
"Refreshisizer" hehe. I do like the first of the story, but is this leading to some gay-Oz relationship? I think I've imagined all possible relationships in Oz (ie. Glinda and Fiyero, Boq and Glinda etc.), but never Fiyero and Boq. Very unusal, I must say. But if it isn't that at all, then I have a twisted mind llam. Very interesting. I'll leave it at that.  |
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Post by Popular Glinda on Mar 25, 2004 18:22:19 GMT -5
hmm. actually i have no idea where this is going...
HOLY OZMA! I JUST HAD AN IDEA!!
dont worry, i'll get back to you with more!
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Post by Popular Glinda on Mar 25, 2004 18:45:29 GMT -5
heres some more! R&R
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Oh my Oz! What is she wearing?! Glinda thought, gaping at the green girl standing in the entrance to the party. Miss Elphaba, her roommate, had shown up to the party wearing the exact same dress as Galinda, but horribly accessorized with—did she really think sky blue went with soldier boots?!
Galinda had loathed Elphaba since their first day at Shiz. And then for her worst enemy to show up to her party in her outfit! It just wouldn’t do!
But Galinda had a plan…
Don’t be nervous.
Fiyero’s words echoed through Boq’s head…and now look at where it had gotten him! Chained in a dark dungeon, the moon light trying with all its might to seep through the mortar betwixt the thick stone of the walls.
Fiyero had made it clear very quickly as to why he invited Boq to his room—to get rid of him.
“You are trying to steal my dear Miss Galinda,” he had explained. “And now you will be punished.”
Fiyero had began to mutter strange words and Boq had become unconscious, his mind racing, expanding and contracting with thoughts of death, life, love and torture. He had slumped to the ground and Fiyero had taken him through a secret passage down to the cellars of Crage Hall and had returned to the party, leaving Boq there to, ultimately, die.
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Post by Popular Glinda on Mar 25, 2004 22:19:17 GMT -5
ok, wrote some more!!
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The music blared as Galinda motioned for Elphaba to join her at the refreshment table. With a strange look, Elphaba crossed through the dance floor—her presence met with dirty looks, whispered comments, etcetera—and stood next to Galinda.
“Miss Elphaba, I couldn’t help but notice your fashion choice for the evening.” Galinda said, almost gagging on her words.
“Oh, I knew I shouldn’t have worn it,” Elphaba sighed, looking at her clunky boots.
“Listen, Elphaba, in case no one informified you on the subject, no one ruins my parties and no one ever wears the same out fit as me. This is my school Elphaba, and you are just the green blemish on the face of popularity, which is ME. Now, about that outfit…I think I can fix it so it will look nothing like mine.”
And with that, she turned towards the table and returned quickly, pouring the contents of the punch bowl onto Elphaba. The green girl shrieked and swore and Galinda was almost sure she saw a bit of steam begin to rise of Elphaba’s shoulders. Dripping orangey-red liquid, Elphaba stalked out of the party, leaving small puddles of punch behind her.
Galinda began to shriek in laughter and the party returned to normal, the guests returning to their dancing and chatting.
Suddenly Galinda thought: Where is Master Fiyero?
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oh yeah, i need a new title, cuz its not just about Fiyero and Boq anymore. maybe something using the word "Party" in it or something...gimme some ideas
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