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[galindafiedgirl]

Glinda had no idea where she was heading. She simply followed Christery. They had been flying for what seemed like ages. Little Elphie had woken up a few times, and they had had to stop so as not to completely terrify the little girl. Without warning, Christery stopped. “We’ve arrived,” he said quietly.

AT first Glinda couldn’t figure out on earth he was talking about. The only thing she could see was a clearing in the forest surrounded by fog. She studied a moment longer. The fog began to lift, and there it was. A modest castle, cleverly hidden, with only one light lit. Glinda didn’t want to waste anymore time. “Take me to Elphie,” she said. So the monkey flew into the castle and lowered the door. She quickly entered. Christery flew up a passage of stairs, Glinda closely on his heels. Finally they reached a long hallway. Fiyero was standing at the end of it. Glinda handed little Elphie to Christery and ran to Fiyero. She looked him straight in the eyes. “Where is she?”

Fiyero silently pointed into the door. Glinda marched in. There on the bed lay Elphaba, moaning in agony, muttering words. Her green skin was covered in sweat, yet she was shivering. Glinda ran and held her in her arms. “Oh Elphie, Elphie!” and she broke down.

Fiyero walked into the room. “She’s been this way for a little over two days. It started all of the sudden. I didn’t know what to do. I’m sorry I had to call you, but the thought of losing her. . .” soon his tears joined Glinda’s.

“Bring me the Grimmerie out of my suitcase. There must be a spell to save her and the baby. I can’t lose her again, not until I have tried to save her.”

Fiyero did what he was told without question. Glinda sat stroking Elphaba’s head, silently muttering promises to do so many sacrifices if only Elphaba would be spared. Suddenly Elphaba opened her eyes.
“Glinda,” she said weakly. “is that really you?”

“Oh Elphie! Yes, its me! We are going to get you better. You and the beautiful child of yours. I promise.”

“Galinda.”

“What?”

“We’ve decided to name her Galinda,” said Elphie with a smile that was so pitful it almost set Glinda to crying again. “Glinda, you must make me two promises.”

“Anything you ask,” Glinda said, gently wiping the sweat from her friends forehead.

“If you have to choose whether to save me or Galinda, save Galinda. Don’t choose me. I don’t think I could live if I didn’t have her. And if something does happen to me, take care of her and Fiyero. Please Glinda. I need to know they’ll be alright.”

“I will, I will. But let’s not talk like that. You both are going to make it through! You have to for me, and Fiyero, and Galinda, and little Elphie. Look! She came to see her aunt Elphaba,” taking the baby fron Chirstery and laying her next to Elphaba. Elphaba gently stroked her blond curls and smiled.

“Take care of my Galinda. Please. . .” and she slipped back into the deep sleep.

[ElphabaGlinda]

AHHHHHHH!! this is the most awesome story i have ever read! i love it!

[galindafiedgirl]

Fiyero brought the Grimmerie in silently. Glinda began to flip through its pages. How was she supposed to know how to read it?!? She had never really had to use it, except for show. And now if she didn’t use it, she would lose one of the things most dear to her: her friend. Please wake up, Elphaba, please she silently begged of her. And as if she had heard her plea, Elphaba’s eyes flickered open for a moment.

“Elphaba! How do I read this? What spell do I use? Elphaba you have to help me!”

“Have heart, and you’ll understand. . . .” and with a final smile, Elphaba slipped back into a coma again.

Glinda felt like screaming. This couldn’t be happening. With more determination than ever before, she carefully studied each page. None of them cause her heart to understand. With exasperation she continued, until finally one caught her eye.

The writing was smudged, and it was as if this particular spell was set apart from the rest. Glinda suddenly understood what Elphaba had meant. She studied the marks, and then began to chant what came to her. She chanted it over and over again, closing her eyes as if to put all her force into it. When she finally finished the incartation, she opened her eyes and looked at Elphaba. She was still the same.

This was more than Glinda could handle. She lay her head down on Elphie’s shoulders and cried, letting forth all of her emotion. Not again. She hadn’t been strong enough. She hadn't saved Elphie. She hadn’t even saved the unborn Galinda. She had failed. A false smile or a cheery comment couldn’t fix this one. Nothing could. Her sobbing echoed down the halls. She could never forgive herself.

But then, she felt something. She sat up with a start. Elphaba opened her eyes and sat up, confused yet knowing. She looked at Glinda with eyes full of happy tears. “You saved us! Glinda you did it!”

“Oh Elphie!” Glinda said, rushing to hug her best friend. “You’re alright! You and the baby are going to be alright. . . . ”

[galindafiedgirl]

Fiyero heard Glinda’s sobbing in the other room. It felt like a dagger to his heart. That’s it. Glinda couldn’t save her. He looked at the tiny Elphie, cradled in his arms. His Elphie was gone. He let out a sorrowful cry, and then began to sob. The love of his life. The one who had caused him to think. The one girl who hadn’t just taken him for an ignorant fool. Nothing would ever bring her back. He didn’t know how long her cried. It cold have been seconds, but then agan it could have been ten thousand years.

Then he heard footsteps running down the hall. Glinda coming to tell me the news, he thought to himself.

“Fiyero, co-”

“I know, she’s gone. Just leave me in peace to morn.”

:Fiyero, she isn’t dead! Far from it! Oh come quick! Hurry!” and with that she took little Elphie in one arm and yanked him up with the other. She pulled him down the hall and into the bedroom. Fiyero could have been knocked over with a feather when he saw. There sat Elphaba, and in her arms a buddle wrapped in pink cloth. He rushed over to her and pulled her into his arms. “Your alive! I thought that you were-”

“Shhhhh! You’ll wake the baby!” she said with a mischievous smile. Fiyero looked down. There in Elphaba’s arms laid the baby, Galinda. And what a shock he was in, for the baby wasn’t green as they had expected her to be, but rather resembled Fiyero! Well, as he used to be. Her hair though was as black as coal, and her eyes, which were now wide open, were a bright emerald green.

“Elphaba, she’s beautiful. . . “

“Yes, for she doesn’t take after her mother, but rather her father!” Elphaba said with a laugh. And Fiyero and her cooed over the baby as if they had never seen one before.

Glinda had been standing in the corner, watching with a smile. Finally she walked little Elphie over to little Galinda, and running a loving hand through her daughters curls, told her in a motherly voice, “Elphie, this is your best friend, Galinda.”

If she only knew how those words would ring true, and how much little Elphie and Galinda would change Oz. But for then there was only happiness over the two little girls, little knowing that in there arms they held the future of Oz.

[galindafiedgirl215]

Hey yall! I had to get a new account cause I lost the password to galindafiedgirl. Okay, so I forgot to change it and deleted the one email. . . whoopsy! Anyways I need to know if you guys want to hear more of t he story or not before I post. SO what do you think> YOu want to hear what happens to their daughters?

[GoodWitchGlinda]

yes! ;D

[galindafiedgirl215]

Elphie began looking over her dresses, pondering which last one she might take to Shiz. After carefully considering the material, color, and length she decided on the green one that she ad had made for the Emerald City parade just last month.

There was a knock at her door. She gave her a hair a look in the mirror as was in her typical style before telling them in a cheery voice, “Come in!”

In glided her mother, Glinda. To Elphie her mother had always been the epitimie of what she wanted to be. Talented, beautiful, successful, her mother as the ruler of Oz had it all. Someday she would inherit the throne. It was a thought that sent thrills down her spine, but in a good way.

“Oh Elphie! Why look at you! You’re beautiful” Her mother said with a squeal. “It only seems like yesterday that I graced the halls of Shiz. . “ she sighed, and Elphie could tell that there would be no getting her mother off memory lane if she didn’t act fast.

“I am so thrilled to be attending, Momsie dearest! Do you think that they will have parties like you talked about at the Oz Dust?”

“Oh I’m sure things haven’t changed much. But dear, that’s not what I came to tell you. I have wonderful news! Galinda is going to Shiz with you!”

Elphie could have died. Not that she didn’t love Galinda. Really she did. She was her bestest friend in the whole wide world. Just she was a little. . . diffrentafied.


Galinda carefully folded each of her ‘frocks’ into a neat suitcase. Some of them were old ones of her mothers, blue or black in color, but still tastefully styled for her. Others were the gifts of Elphie and Aunt Galinda for her birthdays, Ozday, or just for no reason at all. She got the impression that they didn’t like the way she dressed. . . .

Her mother was on the other side of the room, pacing up and down. Her green skin hadn’t realy aged that much. In Galinda’s eyes she was still beautiful, not matter how she looked. Elphaba hadn’t wanted her daughter to go. She thought that it held to many dangers if someone found out her past. But Fiyero had convinced her that their daughter needed to be let out of the castle and experience the world. After all, they had. And she didn’t look any different than the rest of her classmates. So on apperance basis she would be fine.

“Galinda, are you sure that you want to do this? I mean I know I always told you that you should try and defy gravity someday, but I meant trying to fix things in Oz! Not go to college. The castle will be so lonely without you, and what if they catch you? How are you supposed to explain that you can’t go swimming, or for that matter get wet? I mean. . .”

Here we go, Galinda thought. She braced herself for the lecture on the dangers of her going to college. Her mother was always s brave. But when it had come to this topic, her mother had truly seemed scared for her daughter’s saftey.
Luckily, Fiyero had heard Elphaba begin. He glinded into the room and quickly put a hand over Elphaba’s mouth. She shot him a look that read ‘let me talk’

“No, Fae. We can’t protect her forever, and she certainly can’t stay locked up her forever. I know you want to keep her, but we went to the same college and made it out. . . well. . . almost perfect. We have to let her try to spread her wings and fly. Besides, Elpihe will be there with her.”

“You know as well as I do that Elphie is Glinda all over again! Not that she isn’t the sweetest girl, but when it comes to brains. . .”

“Mom, Dad, please. I have this under control. I have already memorized every disappearing spell in the Grimmerie and I am just as mature as you were when you went.”

“Hopefully more than your father. . .” Elphaba said with a grin.

“Mom. . . Just trust me. I know what I’m doing. Now, we have only one problem left to figure out.”

“What’s that?” her mother asked, surprised that she had overlooked anything when it came to the packing.

“How do we fit the broom in to the suitcase?”

[GoodWitchGlinda]

I LOVE its!

[wickedelphie1121]

oh my goodness...this is the most awesome story ive ever read! you're really talented!

[galindafiedgirl215]

Hey yall! I am gonna try and get back with you as soon as possible with a new post. Sorry its taking so long. Boatloads of homework! lol thanks for reading!

[galindafiedgirl215]

Hey! Guess what? There is a new chapter going up tonight! Look for it around 10:30 central time zone. Also I am having my cousin (known on he boards as dancing elphie) help me out with it a little. So get ready, cause this new story plot is going to through you for a loop (in a good way)! ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D

Galindafiedgirl215

[galindafiedgirl215]

Galinda's carriage soon arrived at Shiz University. Earlier in the week, she had departed from her parent's castle, so excited, and yet scared that she would tell her parents secret by accident. If that occurred, her whole family was as good as dead. But, then again, to the rest of ht world, she was.
But she couldn't think about that. She must think about the future she had ahead of her. Meeting all new friends, seeing Fae again, and being all on her own in the world.

Fae began unpacking her various suitcases into the closet suite. Ali (which was her nickname for Galinda) hadn't arrived yet. All the better. Now she could put up HER decor! So she dove into the bottom of her suitcase, pulling out pink picture frames, pink stationary, pink lamps! Nothing could stop her now! She flitted around the room, making sure that it was totally Faeified. No way was she living in a black and green world for the next year. Then a knock at the door was heard. She knew who it was. Ali!

She put on her best smile and prayed to Oz that Ali couldn't ruin her popularity too much in a one-semester period. I mean, how bad she could be? Then she had it. A makeover!
After all, isn't that what her mother had done to Aunt Elphaba? The idea tickled her soul. But she couldn't do it yet. She would have to strike when the curling iron was hottest . . ..
Fae flung the door opened, and bear hugged her best friend in the world, even though she was much shorter than her "cousin."

“Oh Ali! You look simply . . . black. Didn't you get those dresses that I sent you for your birthday??? They are the oziest thing right now!"

“I got them, Fae, but they are so hot and fluffy and ... pink. You know I don't like pink!

“ I know you don't, but I don't like black. Don’t you recall what you sent me for MY birthday? A pointed black hat! Now where in Oz would I wear that?”

“ Everywhere. It is quite economical and sharp. You know black is your color,” Ali said teasingly.

“No, black is a dead body's color. Not an 18-year-old girl! And besides, you have such pretty fair skin! Not in the least with a tint of . . . well . . . you know. ”

“My mother's skin is beautiful, just not in your "perfect" way,” said Ali. Her green eyes lit up with a fire. You never ever discussed her mother’s skin color.

“ Yes, but still since you are . . . fair you can wear so many more colors!”

“But black goes with everything. If I went for different colors, I'd have to accessorize with items of that color, and actually match. Besides, black looks good on everyone.”

“ Ugh! I give up! Wear your black if it pleases you. I swear, all that time on that studies could be devoted to so many more important things! Like clothing, and dancing, and maybe even learning how to socialize!”
“ Well, then, give me a lesson in "socializing." I believe that most people are quite dull and uninteresting.” Ali said, folding her arms and tapping her foot. She had picked up the mannerism from her mother.

"Fine, if that's what you want." Fae quickly darted to the mirror and gave herself a quick check. After every curl was neatly in its place, she marched Ali down the stairs and into the main room. "See him?" she said, pointing to a random guy. "You have to go talk to him for at least 2 minutes. And on something other than school or learning!

“What else is there to talk about?”

“Socialization 101, Ali!” said Fae, rolling her eyes at her friend. “There are always things to talk about. Pretend that you're a re lost and can't find your way to your room. You know, the whole damsel in distress bit. Otherwise, I would recommend the cafeteria food. We all think that it’s disgustingified, so it’s a safe topic. Now go” and Fae shoved Ali into the certain of the room.

"Whoa, watch where you're going!" a man told to Ali as she was pushed into him.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, you see my friend pushed me into you, and I mean I am so-"

"Ok, ok no need to run your mouth dry. I better introduce myself. I'm Amirio. And you are..."

“Galinda, but my friends call me Ali, but I don't really know you so-"

"You talk a lot when you're nervous don't you? Now calm down, I'm not going to bite!"

“Oh Ali! I see you met a new friend,” Fae said as she gracefully walked into their conversation. “And he would be . . . "

“This is Amirio, though I'm sure he's capable of introducing himself. Aimiro, this is my cousin, Fae. She's quite the socialite,” Ali couldn’t resist that little jab. It was just too tempting.

"Yes, and Ami is quite the socially inept." Fae said. Obviously Ali hadn't learned about tact. No one who had read her mother’s book, “Ten Simple Steps To Becoming Popular” would EVER have said that.

"Nice to meet both of you ladies. Now, may I ask where you are from?" said Amirio.

"We are from the palace at the Emerald City. My mother is Glinda the good. Ali's parents died when she was just an infant, and so out of the goodness of our heart we took her in." Fae had already come up with the whole story a week in advance.

"Fae!" Ali whispered as she elbowed her. "Need to talk, NOW!”

"If you will excuse us just one moment . . ." said Fae as gracefully as possible, while Ali dragged her into the bathroom. Fae knew that Ali didn’t like the lie she had produced. But what else could be said to make people not ask questions?

“What are you doing?" yelled Ali as softly as possible when they arrived in the bathroom.

"I know I can't tell who my parents are, but I am NOT going to lie that you took me in."

"Well then what do you suggest? Please, I am dying to hear how well you have thought this out."

"Well, I haven't," stated Ali with a blush. "I do know that I am not being an orphan, because I do have parents, and I love them."

"Yes, and if you do love them, then you'll keep their secret safe. This is the only sure way that no one will try to look into your past."

"I guess you're right," said Ali grudgingly. I just hate to lie about all of this..."

“It gets easier. Besides, think of all the good you can do with this lie? Keep your parents safe!"

"It doesn't mean I like it any better. My parents are my parents, and I hate to say that they're dead and gone, even though Oz believes that to be true.”

"Would you prefer to have them killed because Oz knows that they are alive?”

"No," said Ali. "Why did Oz hate my mother so? She was just doing what was right. You and my father were the only ones who still believed in her. Even my Aunt Nessa thought she was evil."

"I don't know. Because people, people are small minded. They like to believe what is easiest for them to believe. It was easier for them to believe your mother was wicked, than to believe the so called Wonderful Wizard really wasn't all that wonderful."

“You're right, as usual," said Ali with a sigh. "Well, we better get out there back to our new friend, before he thinks we ran off the face of the earth. Shall we?" asked Ali.

"With pleasure. Oh, and by the way, who gets him?” Fae asked. This guy was too good for her to just pass up.

"Who gets him? I didn't think we knew him well enough for a romance to bud just yet. Of course, with you, there are never enough boys!" Ali said with a wink. The two then walked out into the crowd, looking for their friend.

"Ali, can you see anything? You're a lot taller than I am," said Fae, standing on her tiptoes. Even with the four inch heels, she was still petite.

“Not much. I think we scared our friend away," said Ali, but she didn't notice the man right behind her cousin.

"You don't see very well, do you?" asked Amirio as he stood behind them. They both jump. He had caught them off guard.

"It genetic." Fae said with a giggle. Oh great, Ali thought, the giggle. "So," Fae asked in her sweet as sugar voice, "where do you come from?"

"I'm from the Emerald City, originally from the Gilkins,” stated Amirio with a satisfied air.

"Oh what a kawinkidink! We are too. I can't believe that we haven't met before. Surely I would remember as handsome a face as yours,” said Fae, in full out flirt mode.

"Please excuse my cousin, she has problems dealing with men," said Ali, after giving her cousin a good elbow.

Fae gave a squeal. Her cousin had played right into her hand. "Ow! I think that might have actually hurt me!" She gave a good fake pout. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to affect Amirio. He was still focus on Ali. Fae decided that this was a hopeless cause. NO ONE could resist the fake pout.

"Oh my, look at the time. Fae, we have to go. We need to unpack, and we have a class meeting at 7:00!" exclaimed Ali. "It was nice meeting you, uh...”

"Amirio. Nice to meet the two of you too. Maybe we should do dinner sometime?" he said with a mischievous smile.

“I might not be able to due to previous social engagements, but I am sure Ali would love to. Nice meeting you!" and with that Fae linked arms with Ali, and they gracefully walked back to their room.

[DancingElphie]

Hi everybody! I'm Galindafiedgirl's cousin, DancingElphie. I mainly do images (and mainly for the Icontest) but I've always wanted to write. So, GG (Galindafiedgirl) came up with the idea, we talked it over, and wrote it. All Ali dialog and most of Amirio's dialog is mine, with a bit of narration tossed in. We had a lot of fun writing it (writing in character on MSN was awesome!), and hope all of y'all enjoy it! Anyways, we wanted you to know what your characters look like in our minds, though who knows what they look like in yours?
Here's Fae:

Here's Ali:

We still need to make an Amirio doll (it means prince in African languages!).
Thanks for reading this!
DE

[wickedelphie1121]

oh my goodness gracious this is AMAZING!!!!!! you are sooo awesome! i lovw what you have going on!!!

~em

[galindafiedgirl215]

thanks