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Post by galindafiedgirl on Jan 16, 2005 20:38:58 GMT -5
hey yall! this is my first fa fiction so ifyou would please tell me what you think! be harsh!
Balloons filled the streets and music was heard all over the Emerald City. It had been two years since the “Wicked Witch” had melted away. To the people of Oz, it had been a blissful two years. Under their new leader Glinda the Good, they had come to prosper greatly. Today was their annual celebraition of the Witch’s passing. All were so caught up in the festivities, no one noticed the two cloaked people quickly walking through the crowds.
The two hurried along, not even stopping to look at the various puppet shows displaying their own version of the Witch’s death. They had a mission to accomplish. They turned to corner into a dark ally. After checking to make sure no one was looking or around, one of them took their hood off.
“Fae, are you alright so far?” Fiyero asked with an anxious tone. Elphaba couldn’t help but smile at that. He had been absolutely opposed to the idea when it was first presented. Going back to the Emerald City was not something that was on his to do list. But yet she had pleaded and begged of him. She had to see Glinda. Two years of separation from her best friend was slowly eating her up inside. She wanted to see her and make sure that she was alright.
“I’m fine. We’ve made really good time if you ask me.”
“We’re just lucky that no one has noticed us yet,” he said, running his hand down the side of his face. “Come on. It’s already getting dark.” He leaned over to her and kissed her head, then put his hood up, took her hand, and led them back out into the crowds again.
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Glinda lay in her bed, and tiny pink cloud compared to the light green silk that made up her bed set. She slowly crawled out of it and walked to the window and look out at the city. Her city. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to even fake loving the festivities. To her, this was the saddest day in all the year. The day she lost her best friend forever. She couldn’t bear to produce one false smile or comment. She just wanted to be let alone.
She slowly walked over to the vanity. She lifted up the pink jewelry box that sat in front of the mirror. With great care she set it in front of her on the bed. Gently, as if touching it to hard would cause it to melt too, she opened the locked compartment. There sat the picture. The only one that was ever taken of her and Elphaba together. It was right after she had performed the miraculous makeover. Fiyero had insisted that they have a photo to ‘commemorate the Galindafiation.’ Glinda was glad that he did now. “Elphaba, what I wouldn’t give to see you again. . .” A tear quietly hit the the green sheets.
Suddenly her window flew open. She spun around quickly. When she saw who it was, she almost fainted….
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Post by GoodWitchGlinda on Jan 16, 2005 20:48:46 GMT -5
its really good so far  |
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Post by galindafiedgirl on Jan 16, 2005 20:49:49 GMT -5
Anything that yo thin that I might need to work on?
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Post by GoodWitchGlinda on Jan 16, 2005 20:51:26 GMT -5
Umm, nothing I can think of really. Sorry, I'm a really bad reviewer...lol, I'm usually the one doing the writing  |
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defyingravity11
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Post by defyingravity11 on Jan 16, 2005 21:41:48 GMT -5
it's really good ;D write more soon!!!
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Post by ElphieatShiz on Jan 16, 2005 22:33:49 GMT -5
Very nice! Please continue.
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Post by galindafiedgirl on Jan 16, 2005 23:32:09 GMT -5
Glinda couldn’t believe her eyes. Was she dreaming? This couldn’t be real. She stepped back away from the window. This person couldn’t really be her! But suddenly Elphaba run forth and hugged her, squeezing her as tightly as possible.
“Glinda! Glinda I can’t believe it!” she said with a laugh. “You look wonderful! I must have taken you by shock. For once your speechless!”
“A little help out here!” Fiyero motioned from the window. Elphaba quickly rushed to his aid. “You forget that cloth hands don’t easily cling to green marble. . . Glinda. Wow, you look absolutely. . . Scared. Did you really think that we were dead? “
“But, but but they said, the said that they melted to you Elphie! And Fiyero, you were. . . You were. . . You’re back! You’re both back!” she ran and embraced them, tears of joy streaming down her face. “What really happened to you two if you didn’t, well. . . .,” she left the sentence unfinished.
“You mean die?” Elphie asked with a laugh. “Well, as Fiyero told you how could people be so stupid to believe that I would actually melt with water! Sure, I would turn as red as green can get and burn like crazy, but melt? Let’s be realistic here.”
“And I was turned into a scarecrow so as to save me from death. Its not the best body in the world, but certainly not the worst,” he said scratching his straw neck. He still wasn’t all that comfortable discussing his transformation. Glinda sensed it, and let the subject drop.
“My dearest friends in all the world are here. I was sure that you were dead. I thought that I had lost you forever Elphie,” she once again hugged her friend, as if to test that she was actually real, or just a figment of a dream.
“Well I’m not. So let’s not spend our few precious hours together crying. I want to know everything has happened to you! Your life, your kingdom, everything! My crystal ball can only show me so much, and it certainly doesn’t replace being with you in person.”
“It’s better to show you than to just tell you in words,” and with that Glinda led them to a room that adjoined her own. It was all decorated in pastel pink. Glinda silently led Elphaba to a corner of the room. What Elphaba saw almost caused her to melt (pardon the pun).
“Glinda,” she said in a whisper. “Oh Glinda. . . . .”
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Post by ElphabaGlinda on Jan 16, 2005 23:38:02 GMT -5
ooo!! i want more!! this is a great story!
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Post by galindafiedgirl on Jan 17, 2005 0:03:18 GMT -5
“Her name is Elphie. She is mine and Nerote’s pride and joy. I don’t know what I would have done without the both of them,” Glinda said smiling. Little Elphie was just like her mother. Tiny blond curls, and an angelic face. Elphie leaned against Fiyero. She secretly wanted to tell Glinda something, but not yet. The moment wasn’t right yet.
“She’s beautiful Glinda,” Fiyero said with a smile. “But this Nerote fellow. You will have to tell us about him. . .”
“We met at one of my ceremonies. What can I say? He swept me off my feet. He is very complimentary to me, and we get along wonderfully.”
“Well, looks like we have both found happiness then,” Elphie said with a grin.
“Yes, but you haven’t told of yours yet. Where are you and Fiyero? What is life like where you are? What have you been doing?”
“I can’t answer the first to, but believe me Glinda I wish I could. The last thing we want is to put you in danger by knowing our whereabouts. “
“But if I know, I can see you! My daughter can know you! My husband can know you! Elphie, let me clear your name! Think of the life that we have always dreamed we would have together. Me and you working as a team again. We could do all the things that I haven’t been able to accomplish by myself.”
“You know I would love to Glinda. I would give almost anything to have that happen. But look at that crowd out there! They are celebrating because they believe I am dead. Someday maybe Oz will come to except differences, or maybe the truth will be discovered. But just because I’m alive doesn’t release you from the promise you made to me at Kiamo Ko,” said Elphie, with a strong but quivering voice. “We will still see each other. I will come when you least expect it. But Oz isn’t ready to believe the true story behind what happened to me.”
“But I am! I want you to help me. There have been so many times I have needed your guidance, and now you’re here, your not dead, and I still can’t have you with me. You are my best friend. I have had so many, but you are the only one that ever mattered.”
Elphie quietly looked at Glinda. "I'm sorry it has to be like this. Someday, maybe, it will be diffrent. And when that day comes, Fiyero and I will come back to stay."
Fiyero gently laid his hands on each of the women’s shoulders. “Come on you two. Let’s not make our time together sad, when we have so much to be thankful for. For, I think Elphaba is forgetting to tell you something. . .”
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Post by ElphabaGlinda on Jan 17, 2005 0:07:12 GMT -5
omg!! did i mention i love this story?
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Post by galindafiedgirl on Jan 17, 2005 6:46:33 GMT -5
Elphie looked down, with a smile upon her face from ear to ear. She slowly removed her cloak. Glinda was on her in a second with a squeal.
“Elphie! Oh! Your pregnant! Oh!” She said quickly changing from her head on Elphies stomach, to grabbing her by the arms and jumping, to back her stomach. “Fiyero! Your to be a father!”
“I think he knows Glinda! But you must be quiet. The last thing we want is someone to know we’re here.”
“But Elphie! Look at you! Your beautifully PREGNANT!”
“Once again, Glinda, I think she knows!” Fiyero said with a laugh. In some ways she was still the old Galinda he had knew at Shiz. Yet in some ways he could tell she had matured a considerable deal since last meeting. His thoughts were interrupted by Glinda whirlwind of questions.
“When are you do? What’s it to be named? Oh there’s no need to tell me! I know it must be a girl!”
“I’m due in 4 months, we haven’t decided really on a name yet, and if it’s a boy?” Elphaba said, pulling her cloak back around her.
“I KNOW it’s a girl. I just know on this. And her and my daughter will be the best of friends! Oh it just might Elphaba, with a tad of diffrence, be like we planned. We may not can change Oz, but our daughters might can . . .”
“Let’s hope,” Said Fiyero, taking Elphaba’s hand in his own cloth one.
Glinda never wanted this moment to end. After all of this ordeal, they were finally together again. But sadly, all good and wonderful moments DO come to an end, but that only makes them more treasured to our soul. Glinda’s door suddenly swung open, and she turned to see him looking at her with a weird expression on his face. “Glinda, who or what on earth are you yelling at?”
“Oh Nerote! My friends! Come meet my. . .” she turned back to where Elphaba and Fiyero were standing only moments before. They were gone. No trace of them remained in the room, save a piece of Elphie’s black robe that had been caught on the trelace when she helped Fiyero. “my friends. . .”
“Honey, you’re the only one in the room. Your having that nightmare about the two friends from Shiz again I bet. Come on, let’s get you back into bed,” with that he quickly swooped her up in his arms and laid her down again gently on the bed.
Glinda looked one more time out the window. There she saw Elphie sitting on her broom, smiling at her. Glinda silently mouthed the words ‘Come back soon.’ with tears streaming down her cheeks.
“I will,” Elphie mouth back. Then she was gone. Glinda quietly said good night to Nerote, then went out to the trelace. She carefully removed the ripped piece of black cloth. With a sacredness, as if she was performing a spell from the Grimmerie, she laid it in the locked compartment with the picture. After one last longing look out the window, she put the box up, and began to go to sleep, dreaming of her and Elphie’s daughters bright futures.
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In the dark of the night no one noticed the two cloaked figues moving quickly down the Emerald City streets. When these two reached the city limit’s the headed towards the forest, going deeper and deeper in. They finally stopped for a break. Fiyero could see Elphaba’s tears even in the darkness. He gently wiped them off and held her in his arms, knowing that nothing could really comfort her for the loss of not seeing her friend.
“Fiyero?” Elphie said, finally breaking the silence.
“Yes?” replied Fiyero, laying his head on hers.
“I’ve decided on a name for the baby.”
“Well let’s here it.”
“Galinda,” she said. Then all that was heard was the muffled sounds of her sobs slowly filling the forest around them.
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Post by GoodWitchGlinda on Jan 17, 2005 7:38:28 GMT -5
AWW!I LOVE IT!
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Post by ElphabaGlinda on Jan 17, 2005 11:03:19 GMT -5
i want more!! this is such a great story i know i've said that like a million times but i had to say it again
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Post by galindafiedgirl on Jan 17, 2005 13:03:23 GMT -5
Glad yall like it so much. A follow up is in the works. But seem to have temporary writer's block on where to take the story next. Any ideas?
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Post by galindafiedgirl on Jan 17, 2005 14:10:19 GMT -5
Fiyero paced up and down the room, weighing his options. Elphaba wasn’t doing well. Right up until the last month she had been fine, and now this. He didn’t know what to do. If he sent for Glinda, that would be endangering all of their lives. But if he didn’t, he could lose the one girl he ever truly loved. He could hear her crys of pain in the next room. It was tearing him to pieces. When she had first gotten sick she had made him swear not to send for Glinda. But that promise was seeming easier and easier to break. The moans and wails got louder and louder until Fiyero’s heart could bear it no more. He called Christery in. He would have to risk their lives.
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Christery slowly scaled the walls of the palace. He hoped he was following Fiyero’s instructions right. If he couldn’t get to Glinda. . . Well then all hope was lost for Elphaba. He waited on the trellis for what seemed like hours. Suddenly Glinda glided in. He decided to wait until she came to the window, so as not to frighten her by just walking through. Luckily, he didn’t have to wait long. After Glinda daintily took off her crown and sighed, she approached the balcony.
Glinda walked out. The cold night air felt wonderful to her face after being in that hot ballroom all evening long. She noticed a movement out of the corner of her eye. She spun around to see Christery walking towards her. She knew in her heart that this couldn’t be good. She gave him a smile and said in a voice that betrayed her anxiousness, “Christery, what are you doing here?”
“Ms Glinda, you must come with me at once! Elphaba’s life hangs in the balance!”
Glinda felt the blood run out of her body. No! This couldn’t happen! She had lost her friend once, and she couldn’t lose her again. “Give me five minutes,” she said with all the calm she could muster. She quickly pulled out a suitcase and packed in it as many clothes as she thought she could. She stuck the Grimmerie in on top. Then in pink pen she scrawled out a note to Nerote, telling him only there was an emergency that she had to take care of immediately. She sat for a minute, and added that she was taking Elphaba with her and to cancel all public appointments.
She went into the nursery as quietly as possible and picked up little Elphie. With that, she walked out to the trelace, stepped into her bubble, and followed Christery into the moonlight.
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