AN: Here it is, finally! Oh my gosh, I am SO excited about this one, you guys! I've got some great plans for it, I'm already sort of skipping ahead and writing future chapters that I haven't even pogressed to yet. I've already got almost the entire thing planned out in my head, I just have to figure out how exactly I want it to end, because I haven't gotten that quite worked out yet.

Anyway, the little preview that I posted, where Glinda starts choking on her drink? (you may not have read it, and it's fine if you haven't, but you may be a bit confused here) Here's the thing about that: It won't be coming for quite a while, because it doesn't happen until Elphaba and Fiyero are about seven months into their relationship with each other. (not really the romantic part, just their relationship in general. you know, like seven months after they meet)

Oh, and one more thing: Since this is AU, and therefore I have complete and total control over what happens as the All-Powerful, All-Seeing, All-Knowing Authoress, I have decided that Fiyero will no be prince. WAIT. Before you freak out, ladies, let me explain: I do not mean to say that he was not born into a royal family. He was. What I have done here is had him renounce his crown and title, thus putting his younger sister next in line for the throne.

He did this, however, only after speaking with his parents about the matter and explaining his reasons for choosing to do so. Since I, unlike some other people, choose to write his parents as very kind and understanding people (I take a bit of inspiration from Kasmira & Ibrahim, his parents in PheonixGirl23's stories because I just love them to death, they are the absolute best Fiyero parents I've ever read!), they saw his reasons (which will be explained in a later chapter when it comes up in conversation between him and Elphie) as being perfectly legit, so they basically said, "Alright fine. Just promise you'll visit every now and then. Let us know if you need anything, and good luck."

He then proceeded to leave the Vinkus, found himself an apartment in the EC, and...Well, the rest, as they say, is history. JK, JK. The rest is what's in here, haha! Oh, and if you're wondering, he actually has 2 sisters. A younger one (the one who will be taking the throne eventually. actually, it's Niobe, who made a brief appearance in the last chapter of my parody, so you'll get to learn some more about her later on) and the other is a twin who's a day older than him. How is that possible, you ask? Trust me, everything gets revealed at some point or another in the story. I will tell you, though, that it's Sarima and I decided to make her go all bad-girl-from-the-wrong-side-of-the-tracks-esque. She's the black sheep of the family. Fiyero hates her freaking guts. Seriously, he cannot STAND the girl. Every time she comes up in conversation, he just says, "She's a freaking slut. Conversation over." Or something to that extent, anyway.

So, anyhow, I'll shut my mouth and let you read. I'm really quite proud of this one, I think it's one of the best I've got, definitely on my list of personal records! Hope you love reading it as much as I love writing it!

-Maggie the Mad Majesty of Muchness

PS: Big shout out to Bree for being the world's bestest beta EVAH!

Elphaba Thropp was over the moon when she walked into the small apartment she shared with her best friend in the Emerald City. Glinda raised an eyebrow at her unusually happy roomie. "What's got you so up there?" the blonde asked.

"You'll never believe this, Glin. I met the most amazing guy today, and the best part was that he never even mentioned my skin. He acted like there was nothing strange at all."

"What's his name?"

Glinda froze. "Fiyero?" she echoed. Elphaba nodded. "Fiyero as in Tiigelaar?"

Elphaba smiled. "How'd you know?" she asked.


"How could you, Fiyero?" the blonde screeched, crying hysterically. "I thought you loved me!"

"I did, Glinda, and I still do! I just don't love you the way I used to, can't you understand that?"

"I hate you more than anything in the whole world and I never want to see your damn face again in my entire freaking life! I hope somebody shoves you into the Poison Lake and you die!"

"Glinda, put. The hand-mirror. Down. No, Glinda, don't-!"



"Oh, um...I-I may have met him once or twice..." Glinda said. "And perhaps even, uh...thrown a thing or two at his head?" Elphaba laughed. "What in the world could he have possibly done to incur such wrath from you, Glin?" she asked half-jokingly.

"Oh, well, you know...Dumb guy...stuff..." Glinda looked at the ceiling, the cushions on the chairs, the coffee table, the kitchenette. Anywhere but the place Elphaba was sitting, at anything but her friend, trying to avoid meeting the green girl's eyes.

Elphaba studied her. "You're acting strange," she said finally. Glinda forced herself to look at the taller woman. "Who, me?" she said, forcing a laugh. "No I'm not, silly girl. What's strange about the way I'm acting?"

"You're hiding something, aren't you, Glinda?"

"What? No! No, of course not, Elphie! Why would I hide anything from you, you're my best friend! We tell each other everything. No secrets, right? That's what we agreed on when we decided to share this apartment, we would never keep any secrets from each other. Trust me, I'm not hiding anything."

"Then why wouldn't you look me in the eye when I asked about how you and Fiyero know each other?"

For the second time since Elphaba had entered the apartment, Glinda froze. Elphaba raised a slender ebony eyebrow, knowing she had caught the blonde. Taking a few deep, shaky breaths, the latter said, "Listen, Elphie. Fiyero and I...We don't exactly have the best history with each other. I haven't seen him in six years, and I am perfectly happy with that. In fact, the last time I saw him, we agreed it would probably be best if we didn't see each other again. As in, you know, like...ever."

She paused, trying to find a way of putting her thoughts into words. "I've put everything that happened with him behind me. It's all water under the bridge now, and I would prefer to keep it that way. So, if it's all the same to you, I'd really rather we didn't talk about him. The memories are very difficult for me to handle, and that is all I have to say on this particular subject."

Half of what she'd just said were complete and total lies, and she was telling them through her teeth, praying to whatever higher force controlled the universe that her friend wouldn't be able to tell. But, of course, this was Elphaba, the queen of perceptive observation if there ever was one.

Elphaba watched her face closely. "You're hiding something," she repeated, standing up and heading for her bedroom. Glinda twisted around to watch her. The green girl paused in the entrance to the small hallway that led to the girls' rooms and the bathroom, looking at the blonde over her shoulder, smiling.

"And I'm going to find out what."

Glinda's eyes widened as Elphaba made her way down the hall. "Wait! Elphie-" She heard Elphaba's door close before she could finish her sentence.

Glinda squeaked.

AN: Soooo? Whattaya think? Like it, don't, love it, hate it? Thoughts and CC, please! (OMO, I just rhymed without meaning to, haha!) I would've had this up yesterday evening, but we went to go see the fireworks and we got back later than we thought we would, so my brother and I went straight to bed. Also, before anybody says anything about the flashback being vague and extremely unrevealing, just let my say something. I told Bree this when I sent the document to her for proof reading and editing, and I'll tell all of you the exact same thing I told her: It is supposed to be that way. I did it on purpose, it's deliberate.

The full story will be revealed through small hints and things in details, thoughts, memories, conversations, etc. throughout the story. IF you pay attention, you will have a clear picture of what happened by the end of the story. Perhaps not nessecarily a DETAILED picture, but clear, nontheless. But IF, and ONLY IF you pay attention! Not all of it will be so obvious. I may decide to drop some of the hints by very, VERY lightly implying things. So pay very, very, VERY close attention.

See you next time I post, and happy belated Fourth, everybody! Consider this a late Independance Day present from me to all of you.

Much love to all my pretties out there, and where ever you live, I hope you enjoyed the fireworks!

-Maggie the Mad Majesty of Muchness

Disclaimer: Me: (on phone) *rolls eyes* If this doesn't work and we end up getting caught, it's all your fault. Yes, hello, are Stephen Schwartz and Gregory Maguire available? They are? Great, may I please speak to them? Yes, I'll hold. *waits* Hi, my name is Maggie and I'm a huge fan of Wicked. So, anyway, my friends and I were just wondering-
Rylee: *snatches phone out of my hand* Are the copyrights for sale yet? We keep getting on eBay and checking, but nothing ever comes up, so we decided to just call and ask when you plan on putting them up for sale.
Linda: *steals phone* Ignore everything Rylee says, she's absolutely bonkers and hasn't the faintest idea what comes out of her mouth half the time!
Rylee: Hey!
Bree: *grabs phone* Don't listen to them, they're ALL outta their craneys, every last freaking one of 'em!
Elphaba: GIVE ME THAT! *takes phone away from us* Stephen, Gregory, it's Elphaba. Do not listen to a word any of them says, completely disregard all of that. Each and every one of these girls is crazier than the Mad Hatter.
Fiyero: They put makeup on me, you guys! MAKEUP! They made me dress up like the freaking Phantom of the freaking Opera just so they could dump a gallon of paint on some horribly out of tune soprano!
Me: Hey, Carlotta deserved that!
Linda: Yeah, she got what was coming to her!
Fiyero: Quiet, all of you! Mommy and Daddy are talking grown-up stuff!
Bree: *puts hands on hips & gapes in shock and major offense*
Elphie: Seriously, don't listen to anything they say, and if they ever call either of you again, either don't answer or just hang up. Especially Maggie, she's the craziest and it's like she's their little gang leader or something. *hangs up* You four are in HUGE trouble.