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Elphaba isn't the wicked witch you're looking for ([info]tothewesternsky) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2011-03-19 23:19:00

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Entry tags:elphaba, galinda

Who: Galinda and Elphie
What: The Talk.
When: Tonight
Where: Elphie's room
Warnings: ANGSTING. LOTS OF ANGSTING. Otherwise, most likely mild, though there will be talk of death and fiancee-stealing, so who knows what could happen!



Even though she had tried so hard to avoid having this conversation, she did know one day she would have to tell Galinda what had happened in Oz during the five years that separated them. The blonde witch deserved to know what had happened, Elphaba knew that, but it didn't make it any easier for her to talk about it. The fact that Galinda had initiated it made her very uneasy. She wasn't prepared to talk about it all, but the truth was, she never would be prepared to talk about it. It was going to be difficult, and she couldn't help but fear that Galinda would hate her and never speak to her again after this. That was Elphaba's greatest fear, but she knew it was the least she'd deserve for everything that had happened.

When Galinda said she was coming up, Elphie had opened the door of her room, leaving it for Galinda to walk in. She stood at her window, gazing out of it, trying to draw strength for this talk from anything she could. One of her monkeys flew over to her and perched on her shoulder. She glanced at her, deep worry and dread in her dark eyes. "I hope she'll understand. Some day," she murmured, gently petting the monkey. The monkey then flew off to another part of the room. She closed her eyes and drew in a slow, deep breath. It had been a while since she had felt this scared of losing someone she loved. But she couldn't let herself fall apart, not now. She had to be strong and get through this conversation. Whatever would come of this, she would accept it. Perhaps after Galinda got through the shock and horror of the story she had to tell, she could ask her for forgiveness. Elphie didn't think she deserved it, but she did need Galinda in her life. Without her, there wouldn't be much left to keep her grounded, no reason for her to not let herself be wicked. She didn't think any of her friends here would be able to save her if she lost Galinda. She'd lost so much in her life, she wouldn't be able to take one more.

"Oz, give me strength," she murmured. Her back was to the door, and for once the only black thing about her was her hair. She had on a white t-shirt and jeans, though her mood was darker and more troubled. Thoughts and memories of Oz were streaming through her mind, but perhaps it would be good to have this story told. Only time would tell if her relationship with Galinda would be permanently damaged or not.


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[info]with_a_ga
2011-03-20 04:29 am UTC (link)
Galinda was confused. She had been surfing the internet the night before when she came across clips from the musical "Wicked". Intrigued because there was a song called "Popular", the blond had watched. Only to realize that she was watching her and Elphie. From the end of her best friend, to their beginning, to everything that had happened. Things that she didn't even remember. But her heart broke. She thought she and Fiyero... but obviously that wasn't true. Or was it all a lie? Was the musical just eerily similar and the clips from what she'd seen in the second act different from what had happened?

It was why she had needed to talk to Elphie. She needed to see if these things were true. Because if they were... it meant that she was responsible for Nessa's death. It was an accident, obviously. She never told the Wizard or Madame Morrible to kill the girl. But she still had been the inspiration. And then the Wizard being Elphie's father. Or Elphie leaving her behind...

Dressed in a black skirt and pink top, the blond slipped into the room and cleared her throat, uncertainty written all over her face.

"Elphie....?"

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-20 04:41 am UTC (link)
Upon hearing Galinda's voice, Elphie closed her eyes and felt her heart stop beating for a few moments. But she turned around and saw the look on her friend's face, and it only made her want to talk her way out of this discussion. "You'll want to sit down, believe me." She motioned to her bed or one of the chairs in the room. Elphie, however, would opt for pacing. Because that's what she did when she anxious in any way.

She absently grabbed the ends of her hair and started tugging at and playing with them. "This isn't going to be easy for you to hear, but you deserve to know it. I've been wanting to tell you, but I just..." She drew in a breath and shook her head a bit. "Do you want me to just tell you the story from beginning to end or do you want to ask me things?" She well knew of the musical based on their lives. She'd even seen clips from it, though she never watched anything that came after the song "No Good Deed," if only because she was afraid of what might happen. Though that was perhaps mostly due to the wicked witch's death in "The Wizard of Oz" and Elphie didn't want to know if she died. But she needed to have courage to tell this, or else she never would be able to talk about it.

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[info]with_a_ga
2011-03-20 04:47 am UTC (link)
Biting her lower lip, Galinda sat down and played with the fabric of her skirt, petrified of what she was going to hear. She didn't want to be the cause of Nessa's death. She didn't want to be left behind. She knew that Elphie deserved to know who her father was, but at the same time, would she even believe her? And then the green skinned woman was stalling and the blond just blinked. Never in all her time knowing Elphie had she stalled. She just said what was on her mind without a care in the world. Oh, she cared what other people thought, she just didn't show it.

"I saw clips on the internet.. from a musical called Wicked, so I watched it all and I just... is it true? Did that happen?" She was oddly calm for it. But seeing how things had played out, it made it easier. How could she blame Elphie for wanting love? It hurt that she stole her fiance, but how could she blame her for wanting what everyone wanted?

"I guess from the beginning...."

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-20 05:43 am UTC (link)
Elphie was stalling, she knew it and she didn't like it, but she didn't exactly want to just starting blurting the whole thing out. And then Galinda had seen the clips, and she knew this would just go down hill from there. She nodded simply. "I've seen those clips, at least up to the point in time I came from. And yes, they are accurate."

From the beginning. She nodded again, took a deep breath and started pacing a little. "After I left Emerald City, you were made Grand Vizier and Fiyero became Captain of the Guard. All of Oz turned against me, and Fiyero did everything he could to find me, but I didn't want to be found. I spent five years running and hiding from everyone. But I finally got tired of running. I wanted to make a stand against the Wizard and Madame Morrible, so I went back home to Munchkinland to ask my father to stand with me. I went to Nessa, knowing he'd never agree to help me in any way. But Nessa told me father was dead, that he'd died of shame after learning what I'd done in the Emerald City." She hung her head and paused in her pacing. Oh this was going to be hard. "I tried to convince Nessa to stand with me, but she refused, wondering why she should help me when I spent five years saving animals I'd never met but never did anything to save her. So in the heat of the moment, I remembered there was a spell that could allow her to walk. I enchanted the jeweled shoes our father had given her on our first day at Shiz. I was so happy that finally something good had come from my powers, that Nessa could be free of her chair. But I was so very wrong." Her voice cracked and she pinched her eyes shut.

"She called Boq to come see, and he tried to leave. You see, Nessa was the governor of Munchkinland and she'd been stripping the Munchkins of their rights so that Boq would stay with her. Nessa grew enraged when he confessed that he'd always loved you. I'd foolishly left the Grimmerie open on the floor and Nessa tried casting a spell from it, but she couldn't read it and pronounced the words wrong. It caused Boq's heart to shrink, and he would've died had I not cast a spell to save him. I...I had to turn him into a man made out of tin. It was the only way to keep him from dying. I then turned my back on Nessa. I'd finally learned that no matter what I did for her, no matter what I did do for her my whole life, it would never be enough for her. So I left to return to the Emerald City to correct the wrong I'd done to those monkeys. The Wizard caught me poking around, and he did everything he could to talk me into coming back. He spouted something about the rehabilitated are the most celebrated." She shook her head, her tone now shifting from regretful and sad to resentful and angry. "I actually did buy what he'd said, if only because I wanted to go back to how things were before I'd ever set eyes on the Emerald City. I wanted to go back to how I was, how we were." She finally dared to look over at Galinda. "So I took him up on his offer, but I made him release the monkeys in return. He did, and I was ready to be back with you and not be hunted and hated by everyone. But I saw something under a blanket, and thinking it was a monkey, I went over and pulled it off. But it was Doctor Dillamond. The Wizard had captured him and caged him. He'd lost all ability to speak. Enraged, I vowed to fight the Wizard until the day I died. I tried to flee, but he called the guards in. Fiyero was with them, but he sent them off to get as much water as they could carry."

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-20 05:44 am UTC (link)
Again, she paused, really hating this part. Well, she hated the whole thing, but she knew this part would be hardest for Galinda to hear. "Fiyero sided with me, and then you came in. I was so happy to see you again, but that was short-lived. Fiyero ended up leaving with me, and left you." She really did hate how that had happened. "I didn't mean for that to happen, really I didn't. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen." The fact that the Galinda in front of her hadn't yet lived through these events had slipped her mind and she was apologizing as though she were talking to the one from her own time. "I had loved Fiyero for years, but never thought anything would come of it because I knew he loved you and you loved him, so I just stayed silent on that." She looked down at the floor, feeling like she couldn't look at the blonde witch. "Fiyero and I ran off, but before long, I had a vision of Nessa being in trouble. I flew off to aid her, but I...I was too late. She was all ready dead when I got there." A soft sob broke her voice. She felt so responsible for everything, and she felt so guilty for turning her back on Nessa. If she'd stayed with her, maybe she would've still been alive.

After a few moments, she sniffed, took a deep breath and continued on, going back to pacing back and forth, her eyes still on the floor, only now a couple tears slid down her cheeks. "A cyclone had dropped a house on Nessa, and you gave Nessa's jeweled shoes to the girl that was inside the house. I was upset and we had an argument and a fight until the guards arrived and caught me. But Fiyero intervened and let me escape. But it was at the cost of his own life. I tried to save him, I really did. I tried casting a spell, but it was too late. I couldn't save him. I'd lost everything and everyone I'd ever cared about. So I just gave up. I accepted that I was wicked, I accepted what all of Oz had been saying about me." Her voice trailed off and she stopped pacing, though her gaze was still fixed on the floor. She then finally looked back up at Galinda, her brown eyes so deeply sad and regretful. "That's the whole story up to the point in time I'm from. I'm so sorry for everything. I know it's all my fault. And I understand if you hate me or can't forgive me." She truly didn't think Galinda could forgive her. It was really difficult for her to see why the blonde would ever think otherwise of her now after hearing it all.

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[info]with_a_ga
2011-03-21 12:25 am UTC (link)
Galinda never really liked Boq. He was a creepy stalker who was always there. A girl liked to have her privacy, all right? But he was always invading her personal space. And Galinda generally liked people in her personal space. Goodness knew she invaded Elphie's all the time. But that was different. Elphie didn't run away from her. Galinda had literally run away from Boq. And he never got it. She had hoped he'd fall for Nessa, It was cute! But apparently he continued to lie to Elphie's sister for so many years. Of course, after watching the clips, she felt he should have told the truth when he was given an out.

Listening to Elphie recap what she had seen in the clips, Galinda felt a myriad of emotions. Anger, depression, guilt. She was angry about Fiyero, of course. But watching them together... watching the song 'Thank Goodness', how obvious it should have been. Of course, when in the situation, it was hard to see past what you wanted.

"It's my fault....." Whimpering, Galinda buried her face in her hands, "Apparently I told Madame Morrible and the Wizard to spread a rumor that Nessa was in danger so you would come out. I was so hurt about Fiyero. But they did more! I swear, I never would have meant for her to actually die!" Looking up, Galinda wiped at her eyes. But then another emotion came over. The anger.

"Wait... he didn't die. You turned him into a scarecrow. And you two left me! You let me think you were dead! You're going to leave me again!"

And cue the hysterics.

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-21 05:01 am UTC (link)
Elphie couldn't help but feel a little relieved now that she'd gotten that out. Now she would take whatever came as a consequence afterwards. Even if that meant Galinda would hate her forever, she knew it was the least she deserved after everything she'd done. But what was unexpected was Galinda saying it was her fault that Nessa had died. Elphie stopped pacing and stared at Galinda, a bit in shock.

"What?" Of course, underneath it all, Elphie understood that Galinda had been hurt and upset, she expected nothing less. But what Galinda only confirmed what she'd always suspected; that Madame Morrible had been responsible for the cyclone. "So it was Madame Morrible's doing." She shook her head and looked at Galinda. "I understand you were upset. What happened to Nessa wasn't your fault. I'm certain sooner or later Madame Morrible would've done that no matter what." But the truth of the matter was, she still blamed herself for it, for all of it. Why shouldn't she? Everything was always somehow her fault, even if it wasn't really her fault. She was always the scapegoat, so why not just accept it?

Then came the anger, something Elphie fully expected, but what Galinda said wasn't expected. "Wait, what? I turned him into a scarecrow? And I faked my death?" She was extremely confused about everything. But still, it made sense that Fiyero had turned into a scarecrow. That meant her spell had worked. She had saved him, but she'd turned him into a scarecrow? That was horrifying to her. "Why would I do that? Why would I fake my death?" While Galinda was angry, Elphie was confused and somewhat dismayed, trying to figure out why she would fake her death. She'd much rather have been killed outright by the Wizard or Madame Morrible than simply fake her own death.

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[info]with_a_ga
2011-03-21 05:09 am UTC (link)
Well, at least Elphie had stopped pacing, but Galinda still felt awful. She had felt awful the second she had seen how things had transpired. She had literally cried out 'no!' upon the decision to make the threat a real one and not a fake one. Not a rumor. But it hadn't done anything. Madame Morrible had still made the cyclone. Had still killed Nessarose. And all because of her suggestion. Even so, she nodded mutely at Elphie's assertion that it would have happened anyway. It didn't alleviate the blond's sense of guilt, though.

But right. The anger. Because Elphie had once again abandoned her. First to escape the Wizard. And then to escape all of it.

"I don't know. Something about being safe. You and Fiyero both. Said you could never return to Oz. So you leave me behind! Not caring that I need you!" And now it was Galinda's turn to pace, tugging on her curls. This was far from tossing her hair. But she was just so.. hurt... that Elphie would let her think that she was dead. Wasn't it obvious that the blond needed the green skinned woman? She made her stronger. Made her stand tall and not tall in the pride and arrogance way, but with strength.

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-21 05:34 am UTC (link)
Was this really what she had waiting for her in Oz if she ever went back? If so, she never wanted to go back home. Here, she had a life and she didn't have to live in fear, thinking there were witch hunters around every corner. And if returning to Oz meant that she faked her death for reasons she didn't understand and let Galinda believe she was dead, she didn't want that. It broke her heart to even think she could do that to Galinda.

This really wasn't making sense to her. Unless things had really gotten so bad that she had to flee, but even so, why would she just leave like that? Maybe she and Galinda never made up. Maybe they remained enemies after what the green-skinned witch had done. "I don't know why I would do that. As far as I'm concerned, I was going to stay and fight the Wizard until either he or I was dead." She tucked some hair behind her ear and watched as Galinda started pacing and tugging at her hair. "I can't say what my mindset was in order to do it. All I know is that I gave in to being wicked and I was going to make all of Oz feel my wrath."

Then the last words that Galinda had spoken finally registered in her head. "Of course I care that you need me! I always have cared about you. I always will." Which was her subliminal way of telling Galinda how she really felt about her. Of course she knew Galinda wouldn't understand the real meaning behind it, she knew Galinda didn't exactly recognize these things. And Elphie was convinced the blonde still loved Fiyero, so she wouldn't outright say it.

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[info]with_a_ga
2011-03-21 05:41 am UTC (link)
Of course Galinda didn't pick up on it. She could be very observant at times, such as to recall so much of Elphie's bottle. To recall the exact inflection of Madame Morrible's voice when she said she doubted the blond would ever surprise her. Oh, she had surprised her, though. When she finally got a back bone. After Elphie left her alone. Galinda couldn't get over that. She just couldn't.

"I sent him away. Back in his balloon. He offered me a drink from a green bottle like your mother's after you and Fiyero ran off. But I didn't take it." Which was probably good. Who knew what a drunken Galinda, well, Glinda, would do. "I put Madame Morirble in prison, too....You could have stayed..."

But then Elphie was saying that she would always care and the blond stamped her foot.

"Then why leave me?! We made up! Like.. like the snow globe Elena got you!" Oh, she so didn't grasp the true meaning of the words. Just that Elphie had left her. Which really was not okay at all.

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-21 05:52 am UTC (link)
The fact that Galinda was now talking about things that made no sense and hadn't yet happened to her was really confusing to Elphie. This undoubtedly had been what Galinda had felt like when she'd first shown up here and Elphie had nearly blurted out the whole Oz story. But now she'd sent the Wizard away and Morrible had gone to prison? Well, she was glad that Galinda had done both of those things, but why had the blonde done them?

"Wait, he had a green bottle...like my mother's?" Now she was even more confused. What the Hell had happened in Oz after she had left? Part of her wanted to watch the rest of "Wicked" but she still felt as though she couldn't bring herself to. And from what Galinda was saying, perhaps it was better that she didn't watch it.

"How am I supposed to know? I didn't go through that yet!" When Galinda mentioned the snow glove, she looked over at it. It had a very prominent display next to her bed. It was the last thing she saw at night before she went to sleep and it was the first thing she saw when she woke up. She then looked back at Galinda. "I don't have the answer to that, I don't. I wish I did, but the me standing right here wouldn't leave you!"

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[info]with_a_ga
2011-03-21 05:59 am UTC (link)
Galinda didn't have an answer for that. After all. It wasn't like she was one to think things through. So while she knew that she didn't know what she had been thinking, it was the same as Elphie. But Galinda could see what she'd been thinking, put herself in that situation. So why couldn't Elphie? It didn't make sense at all.

But there was yelling and while she had started it, Galinda didn't like yelling. She didn't like people being upset. So she felt her resolve begin to break The tears prick at her eyes. This wasn't how this was supposed to go. Of course, she had cried during the second act of Wicked. At the lies she told herself, for what Elphie went through. Elphie leaving her.

Without a word, the blond launched herself at the green skinned woman, sobbing into her chest.

"I'm sorry!" For Nessa, for freaking out, for making her talk about this.

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-21 06:09 am UTC (link)
Elphie was trying to put herself in that situation, but she really couldn't imagine herself beyond the point of giving in to being wicked. There was also the fact that she didn't feel the way she had in Oz. In Oz, she'd loved Fiyero, but in the months that she'd been here, she'd moved on from that. She now loved Galinda, and couldn't even fathom leaving her. So that was why it was hard for her to imagine anything else.

She was gearing up for a repeat performance of the argument she'd had with Galinda in Munchkinland after Nessa's death. But that was all negated when the blonde suddenly latched herself onto Ephie, sobbing. Elphie blinked a bit, and after a few moments, she wrapped her arms around Galinda, holding her close.

"I'm sorry." For leaving her with the Wizard, for stealing Fiyero, for everything. She closed her eyes tightly, feeling tears well up in them.

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[info]with_a_ga
2011-03-22 12:30 am UTC (link)
Sniffing, Galinda continued to hold onto Elphie, trembling in her arms. She couldn't imagine what she would do if Elphie just up and disappeared on her. And she knew that it was a real risk. She knew that the Seal could bring people and take people in the blink of an eye. And that thought terrified the blond witch. She didn't want to lose Elphie, especially here.

After a few moments, Galinda pulled away slightly and wiped at her eyes.

"Promise?" Of course she would jump back to Elphie saying she would never leave her. It was important for the twenty year old to know for certain that she wasn't going to be left alone. She had severe abandonment issues that she didn't even know about. It just made her breath stop to think of Elphie being gone. She couldn't handle that. Not at all.

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-22 03:08 am UTC (link)
Keeping her eyes closed and her arms around Galinda, Elphie couldn't help but think about the whole leaving Galinda behind thing. Yes, she'd left her once, and then they'd both changed so much. Elphie had done things she never thought she would. Perhaps it had been in the name of survival, or love, or perhaps she'd just been seeking attention. In the end, maybe that had been all she wanted was attention, be it good or bad. Either way, at least she wouldn't be living in a shadow of an overbearing father.

When Galinda pulled away, Elphie looked her in the eye and nodded. "I promise." The Seal aside, Elphie was a different person now. She didn't have to run for her life, and she knew she couldn't live without Galinda. As far as she was concerned, she wasn't going to up and leave Galinda alone again. She looked at Galinda, inwardly wanting to tell her how she really felt, but she couldn't bring herself to do so. Not now. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. I've been holding all of that in for so long." She was still convinced Galinda would hate her, even if she never said as much. Then again, it was difficult to see how anyone couldn't hate her after knowing that. Elphie hated herself and blamed herself. She never let herself get complacent with what she had because she always knew anything good she had in her life would be ripped away from her.

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[info]with_a_ga
2011-03-22 05:24 pm UTC (link)
Galinda was still Galinda. She was sweet and hyper and needy and childish. She was getting better, especially with the magic training, but she still was Galinda at the core. She hadn't been left alone, hadn't had to live with someone who didn't truly love her. She couldn't even imagine how the five years had been with her and Fiyero. Him with his heart with Elphie, her with her heart belonging to him. The lies. Deep down she must have known, but knowing and seeing were two different things all together. She hadn't been a puppet for Madame Morrible and the WIzard, she was just a girl who went to the Emerald City with her best friend and was left behind.

But then Elphie was promising not to leave and the blond smiled weakly through her tears. She'd been about to hug the green skinned woman again when she started to apologize for yelling, which caused Galinda to flush.

"I'm sorry for yelling, too.... I just... I don't want to be left behind...." Awkwardly, Galinda kicked at the floor like a child might. Well, she always had to be moving, even if it was in a small gesture and not the usual grand ones that game with the blond. But there was just so much tension in the house. Caroline not talking to anyone, not leaving, Bonnie worrying for her, Elphie and Galinda themselves. Elena had been smart to move out, no doubt the brunette would have had a heart attack by now with all the tension going on.

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-22 10:54 pm UTC (link)
She had to admit, this did go better than she'd thought it would. Elphie had been convinced Galinda would've gotten upset, possibly slapped her, then storm off. But this was a pleasant turn of events. It was still difficult, she could see that. And she hated it when Galinda cried, even moreso now because she knew she was responsible for the tears on her friend's cheeks. Gently, she reached out and wiped the tears from Galinda's face, returning the blonde's small smile.

"It's okay, you have every right to yell. And you won't be left behind. We're in this together." Though Elphie was still expecting a storm of some sort to come from this. But that was just her nature now. She always expected the worst to happen because it usually did. Only this time, she prayed that it wouldn't take Galinda from her. She really couldn't live without the blonde. If she lost her, then Elphie would lose herself. While she wouldn't necessarily say it, Elphie was fearful of losing everyone she cared about. She'd lost it all in Oz, but perhaps this world would treat her different. Maybe it would allow her to have some happiness for once in her life.

Hopefully Galinda would be able to get through this. It was a lot to take in, especially after she'd seen the musical based on their lives, but Elphie had faith that Galinda was strong enough to get through it. Even with her childish tendencies, Elphie knew the blonde was stronger than she appeared. She'd seen it in Oz, though that Galinda had been five years older than the one in front of her, but it only spoke to the fact the blonde witch had it within her. Strength could not be taught, it was inherent.

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[info]with_a_ga
2011-03-22 11:53 pm UTC (link)
Galinda hadn't known how to expect this conversation to go. She had hoped that the musical was wrong, and to find out that it wasn't? It answered a lot of things, but also left things unanswered. The idea of slapping Elphie had crossed the blond's mind. But that was only if she insisted that she would leave her. Because that was the correct reaction to someone being there and then deciding to leave. You slap them because they're hurting you and the only way to prove your emotions is physically. But that wasn't the case, so there was no reason to slap Elphie.

Dreams the way we planned them, if we work in tandem. The lyrics from the musical played across Galinda's mind when Elphie said that they were in this together. She should have gone with her. But Galinda had been so afraid.

"I'm sorry I didn't go with you, I was scared of the unknown. Of leaving everything I knew.... but I should have...." But Galinda didn't know how to deal with people disliking her. To have everyone turn against her. It would have hurt. But she still should have gone with Elphie.

Galinda didn't think she was strong. She saw what she had put up with, how upset she had been. Elphie never would have put up with it and she had. Yes, at the end she had stood up for herself. Gotten rid of Madame Morrible and the Wizard, but still... she had been left alone at that point. Moving away from Elphie, the blond went to the snow globe and turned the knob to let it play music, staring at the scene inside of it. She didn't want to lose Elphie. She couldn't handle it.

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[info]tothewesternsky
2011-03-23 01:36 am UTC (link)
When Galinda apologized for not going with her, Elphie couldn't help but wonder if things would've been different in Oz. She wouldn't have been alone, Galinda wouldn't have been a puppet for Madame Morrible and the Wizard. But even so, she knew Galinda didn't deal well with people hating her, while Elphie was used to it. She'd been hated her whole life, and while it did get to her, she pretended it didn't.

"I know you were scared, and that's perfectly normal. I wish you had gone with me, though." Thinking back on those moments in the attic of the Wizard's palace, Elphie had been so scared, but she wasn't about to just sit by and keep her mouth shut when there was injustice going on around her. She was too strong-minded to keep her mouth shut. She should have just grabbed Galinda and taken her with regardless. Maybe then they both could've made a real difference in Oz. Together they were unlimited. Or at least Elphie had believed that then. Now, she knew she was limited. Even with the knowledge that she had saved Fiyero, she still felt that her powers were limited.

Elphie watched as Galinda went over to the snow globe and wound it up. As the music played, she walked over, standing behind Galinda, her gaze also on the globe. Perhaps the scene in the globe was right, perhaps they had made up in Elphie's future. Her gaze slid from the globe to the back of the blonde in front of her. She really wanted to hold her, to love her, but she restrained herself. The only time she actually kept herself from letting her emotions guide her were in times when she loved someone she shouldn't. For a moment, she lowered her gaze to the floor, closed her eyes and shook her head. She then looked back up at the globe.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" She asked softly.

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