Glinda immediately sent an invitation for Elphaba and Fiyero to dine at the Palace the next week. Elphaba wrote back and accepted, seeming nonplused. Secretly, the two friends were excited to reunite with one another.
Fiyero held Elphaba's hand as she brought her other arm up to raise the knocker on the door. He noticed she was shivering. "It's going to be fine."
"I know that." Elphaba said harshly, resenting Fiyero for noticing her unease. "Of course it's going to be fine."
A servant answered the door. "Miss Thropp and her guest, I assume?"
Fiyero disliked being referred to as Elphaba's guest, but decided he'd take it up with Glinda later. Elphaba nodded and eyed the decorations as they were escorted inside. "Well, the place has changed since the Wizard was in residence, it seems."
"It's very…" Fiyero searched for a word.
"Peppy." Finished Elphaba. "It certainly has been redecorated."
"I wouldn't know. I was only in the prison."
The servant who was leading them shot Fiyero a glance with raised eyebrows but said nothing. Elphaba threw Fiyero a glare, as well.
"Well, I was just saying…"
"Dearie, shut up." Elphaba put her hand over Fiyero's, who had long since dropped hers.
They were seated in a fine dining room, the cushions velvet and the floor carpeted with what Elphaba was sure had to be the finest carpet in Oz. The servant took their coats and Fiyero waited until Elphaba was seated to sit down, to her chagrin. Glinda didn't enter for another ten minutes. "Elphie!"
Elphaba stood and Glinda hugged her. She stood somewhat staunch in the hug, unable to adapt her body to hug her dear friend back. "Glinda, it's so good to see you."
"Give me a better hug than that, will you? You can't tell me you act like that towards him." Glinda gestured towards Fiyero, who she kissed on the cheek and hugged as well.
Elphaba turned several shades darker and looked down at herself. "Well, that's different. Fiyero and I don't exactly hug like old friends."
"No more, no more. Sit down!" Glinda bounced excitedly.
They all sat back down and Elphaba asked, "How have you been?"
"Dreadfully bored until I heard from you. I can't believe you're alive and well, both of you. And Fiyero, shame on you for never telling me!"
Fiyero shrugged. "She'd have killed me."
"He gave it away, anyway," Glinda told Elphaba.
"I figured as much. Even he figured as much." Elphaba said.
"I knew you were having an affair, honest to Oz, I did!" Glinda exclaimed.
"It's not an affair anymore, seeing as I have no family to speak of nowadays." Commented Fiyero.
Everyone was silent and then Glinda said, "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
"I don't have a straight answer to that." Fiyero admitted. "But it's good for Elphaba and I. We're getting…"
"Shhh!" Elphaba snapped, hitting Fiyero. "I wanted to tell her!"
Glinda perked up. "What am I not being told?"
"Well," Elphaba smiled, "We're getting married."
"Oh, really? That's so cute."
Elphaba rolled her eyes. "Cute? We're twenty-five, Glinda. I think we're past tje stage where anything we do is 'cute'."
"When's the big day?"
"We don't know yet. We've only been planning on it fora few weeks now." Interjected Fiyero.
"Well, all the same, that's sweet. And you said something in you letter about a child?"
Elphaba looked at her lap. "We have a son."
"Since almost two years ago. His name is Aiden."
"You two didn't waste time, did you?"
"We weren't planning on having children, actually." Said Fiyero. "Especially since I was married and had three children of my own two years ago."
Glinda raised her eyebrows. "So it was sort of an 'oops'?"
"You could say that. Fiyero didn't even know about him until several months ago."
"This is so complicated." Elphaba sighed.
Fiyero put a hand over hers. "I was in prison."
"What did you do?" Glinda asked, nosy.
"He didn't do anything. It was me. Your wonderful predecessor, the Wizard, and I never agreed when it came to politics, don't you remember, Glinda?"
Glinda nodded slowly. "I believe so."
"Fiyero got arrested for being associated with me." Elphaba explained. "Because I attempted to murder Madame Morrible."
"But damn that woman, she's still alive. I know." Elphaba said, frustrated. "They caught Fiyero, and not me. I thought he was dead."
"But, hey," Fiyero joked, "What a surprise! I'm not."
"We noticed." Glinda and Elphaba said in unison. They looked at each other and laughed.
Elphaba sighed again. "Oh, Glinda, you have no idea how good it is to see you again, really."
"I have some idea. It's the same feeling about seeing you two again, though more you than Fiyero, no offense."
"None taken." Fiyero held up his hands.
"Believe me, I was glad enough to see him again for the both of us."
"I'm sure you were." Glinda giggled.
"I didn't mean..."
"I know what you meant. Elphie, you were always so easily set off."
"I was not!"
Fiyero stepped in. "Ladies!"
"Sorry." They said.
"Now, Glinda," began Fiyero, "what's been going on with you."
"So much!" Glinda exclaimed. To Fiyero, she said, "Chuffrey will be down in a moment, by the way. I hope you two get along. And Elphie," she turned to Elphaba, "I'm dreadfully forgetful. Did I mention I'm married?"
AN: I hope I got this interaction in character. I think I captured Glinda well, perhaps not Elphie. Anyway, WICKED fans, come join my forum (for those of you who read my other stuff, you've heard this rant before), if we can get all the WICKED fans, we can have a huge community. The links in my profiles. Thankgoodness welcomes you!