Okay almost anything goes here bookverse or musicalverse. I'm partial to Elphaba being the anchor but other loopers always work too. (Imagine the Wizard actually knowing Elphie was his illegitimate daughter before her death/fake death.) Beyond that, let's go wild.
(And just to let you know, this first one is booksical, so to speak. No Sarima per se so Glinda was engaged to Fiyero, but Liir and Shell are in play still. I just love being confusing like that.)
"The slippers must have powerful magic if she wants them so badly. You must not let her have them," Glinda advised Dorothy as the ten-year old girl cowered beside her with a confused look on her face.
Elphaba Thropp, the so called Wicked Witch of the West, blinked in surprise as her mind reasserted itself on where she happened to be at this point in the loop. Once she caught up with herself her face fell into a wry and sarcastic grin that Glinda had not seen since their days at Shiz University as Elphaba shot back, "Of course that's why I want them, Glinda. I mean, I couldn't possibly want the slippers that I enchanted for my crippled little sister that allowed her to walk on her own for sentimental reasons, now could I? No, I must have some nefarious plot to use my own magic that only your bubble-headed blond little brain can comprehend."
Glinda looked positively shocked at the green woman's spiteful words as she let out an outraged, "Elphie!"
"Save it, Glinda. It's bad enough I lost my sister to one of old Horrible Morrible's little spells. I'm not going to make this day any worse by waiting for the Gale Force to come and arrest me in my own home country where they have no jurisdiction. With my luck Fiyero will come to save me and get himself killed because he forgot to load his rifle or something," the Wicked Witch cut in with a sigh.
Glinda's right eyebrow developed a noticable tick at the mention of her former fiance that had run off with Elphie just days ago.
"What's the matter, Miss Ga-lin-da? Upset that 'Yero decided that green looked better on him than pink?" Ephie taunted with a knowing smirk. It would probably be better for Glinda all the way around to be so mad she couldn't see straight when the Gale Force did arrive.
For her part Dororthy looked even more confused as she asked, "Um excuse me, but what is going on?"
Elphaba's expression becam sympathetic evan as Glida continued to redden in a fit of pique as the gree woman responded, "Nothing to do with you, kid. Man trouble between the big girls is all. Now if you can't give me my slippers that's fine. Lurline knows Glinda here probably botched the spell she used to put them on your feet somehow. Why I could tell you stories. Like the time she tried to turn my frock into a ballgown as part of some convoluted scheme to make me popular in school that-"
"That is quite enough Elphie! It's bad enough you took Fiyero, but now you're embarassing me in public? Have you no shame?" Glinda roared in outrage. Or as close to roaring as she could ever really get, which was still somewhat pleasant in tone.
"Glinda, I'm a convicted terrorist being accused of every half-witted thing in Oz so people will be more concerned about using me as a scapegoat now that the Animal issue is dying down, instead of noticing things like the unemployment rate of the fact that the Wizard can't actually do everything he claims. For goodness sake, I'm still wearing the pointed hat you gave to make fun of me at the Ozdust ball. Of couse I have no shame. Now do your job for the Wizard and stand there looking pretty. It's always been your best skill," Elphaba replied with a roll of her eyes.
"I really don't understand any of this," Dorothy fretted as Glinda looked almost ready to come to blows with this Wicked Witch that had become progressively less frightening as the conversation went on.
"Don't worry about it, kid. Glinda will steer you right when she starts thinking straight again. Whatever else you can say about her, she is a good person, through and through. Even I can admit that. She's just a little... blond is all," Elphaba assured Dorothy with a grin. With that said, the Witch settled onto her broom stick and begain to rise up slowly off the ground. Once she was high enough to see all of the munchkins cowering around the town square she looked at the mayor and said, "I'll try to track down Shell to take his place as Emminent Thropp if you like, but I don't see him doing much better of a job here than Nessarose did. Ozma knows I can't take up the job with my current problems. You might be better off taking the spot as govenor of Munchkinland for yourself."
And with that Elphaba Thropp took off toward the west, and more importantly toward where Fiyero was aking his way on foot to try to "rescue" her. There would be no brainless scarecrows this time around, thank you very much. Although if she played her cards right she could leave him incapable of thought in a much nicer way once they got back to Kiamo Ko. Who knew, maybe she could give Liir a little brother or sister to play with? Nanny would certainly like another Thropp child to care for.
(And just to let you know, this first one is booksical, so to speak. No Sarima per se so Glinda was engaged to Fiyero, but Liir and Shell are in play still. I just love being confusing like that.)
"The slippers must have powerful magic if she wants them so badly. You must not let her have them," Glinda advised Dorothy as the ten-year old girl cowered beside her with a confused look on her face.
Elphaba Thropp, the so called Wicked Witch of the West, blinked in surprise as her mind reasserted itself on where she happened to be at this point in the loop. Once she caught up with herself her face fell into a wry and sarcastic grin that Glinda had not seen since their days at Shiz University as Elphaba shot back, "Of course that's why I want them, Glinda. I mean, I couldn't possibly want the slippers that I enchanted for my crippled little sister that allowed her to walk on her own for sentimental reasons, now could I? No, I must have some nefarious plot to use my own magic that only your bubble-headed blond little brain can comprehend."
Glinda looked positively shocked at the green woman's spiteful words as she let out an outraged, "Elphie!"
"Save it, Glinda. It's bad enough I lost my sister to one of old Horrible Morrible's little spells. I'm not going to make this day any worse by waiting for the Gale Force to come and arrest me in my own home country where they have no jurisdiction. With my luck Fiyero will come to save me and get himself killed because he forgot to load his rifle or something," the Wicked Witch cut in with a sigh.
Glinda's right eyebrow developed a noticable tick at the mention of her former fiance that had run off with Elphie just days ago.
"What's the matter, Miss Ga-lin-da? Upset that 'Yero decided that green looked better on him than pink?" Ephie taunted with a knowing smirk. It would probably be better for Glinda all the way around to be so mad she couldn't see straight when the Gale Force did arrive.
For her part Dororthy looked even more confused as she asked, "Um excuse me, but what is going on?"
Elphaba's expression becam sympathetic evan as Glida continued to redden in a fit of pique as the gree woman responded, "Nothing to do with you, kid. Man trouble between the big girls is all. Now if you can't give me my slippers that's fine. Lurline knows Glinda here probably botched the spell she used to put them on your feet somehow. Why I could tell you stories. Like the time she tried to turn my frock into a ballgown as part of some convoluted scheme to make me popular in school that-"
"That is quite enough Elphie! It's bad enough you took Fiyero, but now you're embarassing me in public? Have you no shame?" Glinda roared in outrage. Or as close to roaring as she could ever really get, which was still somewhat pleasant in tone.
"Glinda, I'm a convicted terrorist being accused of every half-witted thing in Oz so people will be more concerned about using me as a scapegoat now that the Animal issue is dying down, instead of noticing things like the unemployment rate of the fact that the Wizard can't actually do everything he claims. For goodness sake, I'm still wearing the pointed hat you gave to make fun of me at the Ozdust ball. Of couse I have no shame. Now do your job for the Wizard and stand there looking pretty. It's always been your best skill," Elphaba replied with a roll of her eyes.
"I really don't understand any of this," Dorothy fretted as Glinda looked almost ready to come to blows with this Wicked Witch that had become progressively less frightening as the conversation went on.
"Don't worry about it, kid. Glinda will steer you right when she starts thinking straight again. Whatever else you can say about her, she is a good person, through and through. Even I can admit that. She's just a little... blond is all," Elphaba assured Dorothy with a grin. With that said, the Witch settled onto her broom stick and begain to rise up slowly off the ground. Once she was high enough to see all of the munchkins cowering around the town square she looked at the mayor and said, "I'll try to track down Shell to take his place as Emminent Thropp if you like, but I don't see him doing much better of a job here than Nessarose did. Ozma knows I can't take up the job with my current problems. You might be better off taking the spot as govenor of Munchkinland for yourself."
And with that Elphaba Thropp took off toward the west, and more importantly toward where Fiyero was aking his way on foot to try to "rescue" her. There would be no brainless scarecrows this time around, thank you very much. Although if she played her cards right she could leave him incapable of thought in a much nicer way once they got back to Kiamo Ko. Who knew, maybe she could give Liir a little brother or sister to play with? Nanny would certainly like another Thropp child to care for.