A/N: As the summary states, this is based on an actual event, which happened in my school's band room last week. The instruments are all fine, but we still don't get new carpet. That musician? He plays the trombone. I think that says it all.
Alarms sounded throughout the library, where Elphaba and Glinda sat working on their papers for Doctor Dillamond's class.
"What the hell?" Elphaba muttered, shocked from the book she was reading. She saw students bolting from their tables, and even the librarians looked confused.
"Elphie," Glinda said, "I don't think this is a drill." She was right. One of the workers had dropped the box of books she was shelving and was running toward the exit. The two girls glanced at each other, and without a word hurried toward the stairs.
As they reached the bottom of the stairs, they saw water pouring from a hole in the ceiling where there had once been a sprinkler. Glinda began to run through the spray, but she heard Elphaba gasp and stop.
"Elphie," Glinda spun around and saw something she never thought she'd see on the green girl's face: fear. "Elphie, come on." Glinda was soaking now from standing under the spray. "It's just water. Gross water, sure, but water just the same." She walked over to her friend and grabbed her hand, trying to pull her out and through the doors.
"I don't like water," Elphaba said through gritted teeth. "There's just so much of it. Too much of it." The fear was gone fro her face, but Glinda could tell she was still afraid; her face was pale and her pulse quick where Glinda had grabbed her wrist.
"I know," Glinda said, "but we have to get out of here. We still don't know what the alarms are for." Finally, Elphaba allowed herself to be pulled through the deluge and out into the sunlight.
Only later did they find out what caused it. There were practice rooms for the music majors on the bottom floor of the library building, and one of the musicians had thought it might be fun to poke at the sprinkler with his instrument, causing, due to the age and quality of the building's sprinkler system, the entire thing to fall off, and water to cascade down from the broken pipe. Brilliant. But as funny as the story was to hear and to tell, Glinda could never forget the part that wasn't funny, the look on Elphaba's face when they'd had to run through the water. The green girl, it turned out, though Glinda would never have guessed it, could be afraid.