AUTHORS NOTE: I made this after reading a fanfic where Glinda was perfectly 'broken' and yet 'understanding' of Fiyero and Elphaba's affair, there will be more of this so be warned.

Glinda gave a loud gasp and yanked back the reins that the driver seemed incapable of doing. In front of the horses hoof was a white cat, sitting calmly in the center of the road and looked up. Glinda got out of her carriage and walked to the cat.

“For Goodness sakes!” she said, and the cat stood and pawed at her foot. “What, what is it?” she was confused when the cat walked then came back and clawed at her dress. She put down her purse, and kneeled down on the floor to the cat. She petted it and sighed. “You’re a silly thing, aren’t you?” but she petted it anyway. After a while, the cat stopped purring, and almost looked serious.

The cat looked at her expectantly, and then to the purse. She was about to pet it when it grabbed her purse in its teeth then bolted off. “Hey!” Shocked that she had just been robbed by a cat, ignoring the drivers warnings bolted after it, into an old building and up creaking stairs. The cat knocked open a door, and she followed it and scooped it up into her arms. The cat dropped the purse from its mouth, and Glinda would have scolded it if she hadn’t seen what she did.

“Glinda?” a surprised Fiyero almost squawked, and an unmistakable green woman’s head spun, and she saw the blue eyes of the stunned woman in the doorway. They were naked, they were on top of the other, they were having sex under the white, thin sheet. Glinda’s eyes watered for a moment, her throat clenched so tightly she thought she would die, but then felt her heart, which she thought had gone long ago, split in two pieces and fall in a bloody mess at her feet. “What are you doing here?”

“Your pet—is this your pet?—stole my purse.” Glinda said. She was surprised at how calm she was, amazed how the hurt was so intense she felt numb. She marveled in the pain, the numbing pain. She still held the cat, who seemed to be acting normally, purring when it felt her hand pet it. “And all this time Elphaba you were right under my nose, amazing, truly amazing. How long have you two been together?”

“I hardly see how that’s any of your business,” Elphaba said, she looked calm but it was clear that she was shocked at her presence, so much she didn’t even bother telling her to leave or cover herself as she stood. Glinda glanced at Fiyero, who was scrambling to get his pants on.

“Really, it isn’t?” It was cold in the room, must have been, for it was night, but Glinda couldn’t feel. She couldn’t feel, and she didn’t want to.

“You didn’t hold out for me, it was you who married. So no, it isn’t.” The green woman said with a little spite. A scarf of black with red roses tied around her naked waist, a shying Fiyero behind the green woman as he pulled on his shirt. Glinda stared at her, with pure sorrow and distain, and it made Elphaba stiffen.

“Do you see a wedding ring on my hand? No, Miss Elphaba I am not married, not anymore it seems.” Glinda said with such calm, Elphaba turned a shade lighter of green. Fiyero shied even more, having been caught in his lie, and for once Elphaba had nothing to say to anyone. “It doesn’t matter, anyway, does it?” She shook her head and Malky jumped down from her arms. “This belongs to you, make sure it doesn’t run in front of my carriage again.” and with that she turned and left without her purse.

She made it to her carriage with calm demeanor, when asked about her purse she said that she left it, and climbed into the carriage. She made it back home and through the lonely dinner without, for once, feeling lonely. She prepared for bed without wishing for someone to join her in bed, she climbed under the sheets without hoping for a black knight in the form of a witch to fly through her window and steal her away. She just felt…

…nothing.

When she closed her eyes, just when she thought --with sorrow-- the numbness would leave, the thought of what she had seen slithered back into her mind. And every time it did, it caused the numbness to come back and her mind to fully clear. They said that people who had no heart were evil and cruel, but it wasn’t true.

It was truly amazing how nice it felt to be without a heart.

She could get used to this.

TO BE CONTINUED: Not going to be regularly updated so be warned.