21 years after Elphaba had died. It just so happened to be Glinda's most hated day of the year. The holiday after two years, had been officially named Goodness day, It was the day that the Wicked Witch had died. And Glinda, being a public figure was expected each year to go out and take part in the festivities, so she did, regretfully. Most celebrations would begin at dawn and continue until midnight, but Glinda always went home around 8pm. That was when she'd go in her secret room that was hidden in her office behind the book case. The room held everything that Glinda had left of her best friend. Her books, which she had salvaged from Shiz, The Grimmerie, Then the center piece of the room, Elphaba's hat. In which Glinda had given to Elphaba originally as a cruel joke, but had since become her friends trademark.

In the first 5 years after Elphaba's death, Glinda spent a lot of her spare time in this room, sulking over her friend. Eventually Glinda had forced herself to overcome her grief, and had almost entirely avoided this room throughout the year. But each year on this day, Glinda would dedicate her evening to remembering the only friend that had ever mattered to her. The friend who had changed her life, the friend who made her the person she strived her be. Glinda simply sat on the floor on the tiny room, clutching Elphaba's hat, weeping.

...

Elphaba sat at her kitchen table with her eyes closed and a pink flower barrette in gripped in her hand. Elphaba found that if she focused hard enough on her, Elphaba could magically pick up small traces of Glinda's emotions. Elphaba thought that when they left Oz, she would lose track of magical connection, but, she was strong enough to still pick up very small traces occasionally. Right now, Elphaba could tell that Glinda was upset. The connection was best when Glinda was experiencing strong emotions. Elphaba knew why Glinda was upset, she was always upset or angry on this day. The day Elphaba 'died'. Elphaba hated that she had to leave Glinda.

The first few years after leaving Oz was very hard for Elphaba, she had flashbacks of her time on the run quite often, and when she was able to track Glinda, all she felt was the grief that Glinda felt, which put Elphaba in serious phases of guilt. Once Elphaba was able to free Fiyero from his scarecrow state, it gave her new hope, and cleansed some of Elphaba's worry and guilt. It was only when she became pregnant with Claira that Elphaba knew she had to pull through. Elphaba was able to get back on her feet and be strong for her daughter. To Elphaba's relief, Claira came out in Fiyero's olive skin tone, with Fiyero's blue eyes and Elphaba silky raven hair, everything was normal other then the small green oval birth mark on Claira's left shoulder blade. Painfully, Claira looked quite a lot like Nessarose. It came to Elphaba's attention when seeing Claira, that herself and Nessarose probably would have looked similar if it had not been for the green skin and black hair, they had similar elegant bone structure, though Nessa's seemed much softer, and the same dark eyes, though Claira had Fiyero's eyes. Claira was able to go to school harassment free, as Elphaba wanted for her child.

The second daughter however, Little Emmarose, wasn't quite as lucky. Emma was born with Elphaba's skin tone, and Elphaba's hair and Elphaba's eyes, but with Fiyero's rounder face. Fiyero saw the moments the baby was born that she had taken after Elphaba, he quickly turned the baby away from Elphaba, knowing she'd be upset. Fiyero and Elphaba both loved the little girl unconditionally, they just didn't want Emma to grow up like Elphaba had.

When Elphaba finally saw the baby, she cried. Elphaba took the little green baby and held her close to herself. Elphaba swayed the baby and wept, continuously apologizing to the little girl. Fiyero noticed Elphaba's apologizes. "Hey, stop it Fae." Fiyero said to her distressful wife.

"Fiyero, I love her, she's beautiful. It's just, I don't want her to grow up like I had to Yero." Elphaba cried.

"No, she won't because her parents love her and always will, her sister will not be ashamed of her and we'll make sure that she is accepted. She won't grow up like you had too, she'll grow up loved unconditionally." Fiyero told her, planting a kiss on both mother and child.

Elphaba nodded and hugged her baby. When they called upon Claira to come meet the baby, she wasn't even phased due to having grown up with a green mom.

Present day, Claira Fae Tiggulaar is 19 years old while Emmarose Glinda Tiggulaar is 13.

...

Glinda sat in her office, focused on her work, though Glinda had certainly aged, as everybody does, she remained the perky petite blonde she was in her 20's.

When a knock rapped on her office door, Glinda's attention was pulled from the task at hand. "Come in." she announced. Two little men skipped into the room, happy grins on their faces.

"Hello lady, we have a proposition for you!" the smaller of the men chirped.

The older man flicked the smaller one on the shoulder and stepped in front. "Lady Glinda, there is a position to be filled at Shiz university, we are aware that you are familiar with the school and were wondering if perhaps, you would be interested in taking over as head Shiztress, we realize you are very busy with your current-"

Glinda cut him off. "I'll do it!" she piped.

Once the gentlemen had been escorted from the palace, Glinda strut from her office to talk to her daughter in the grand sitting room of the emerald palace. No, Glinda had never found a man she loved, after she had made the decision to work towards being happy again, she had tried dating a few times, never did it work out. Instead, Glinda had an idea. She'd adopt a baby. She's become a mother. So Glinda got to work on that and eventually, she adopted a green eyed, red haired 10 month old baby named Alice.

"So Alice, I'm going to be working at Shiz for a semester or two starting in September.

Alice looked up from her book, her short red hair swishing just above her shoulders. Alice pushed up her blue, square glasses. "Why?" Alice asked.

"They asked me to take over as head mistress, the last head master just retired." Glinda told her 15 year old daughter.

"Shiz is like 4 hours from here by train though. " Alice pointed out.

"Oh I know, we're going to live in the housing at Shiz for a while." Glinda said. "Only if you want to of course, I can tell them no." she added quickly.

"No, go for it, that sounds cool." Alice smiled, directing her attention back to her book.

...

The Tiggulaar family was having a normal Thursday evening. Fiyero struggled to cook pasta on the stove, while Elphaba and Emma sat at the table, Elphaba attempting to help Emma with a math problem she was working on. Emma had never been much of a scholar. She struggled in school much like her father always had, she had been tested shortly after she started school, for learning disabilities and soon after learned that Emma had dyslexia which effected not only reading and writing skills, but her overall performance and confidence in school. Elphaba and Claira always tried their best to help Emma but she struggled no matter what they tried. Claira got her mother's brains, she loved to read and school had whipped through school like it was nothing. Emma had inherited Elphaba's strong magic, to Fiyero's annoyance. The lone male in the household always found things floating, or the occasional explosion. Though Claira had never shown any signs of being magical.

"mom, I don't get it. I'm never going to get it, there's no use just quit now." Emma exclaimed, plopping her head onto the table.

"Honey, you're brilliant." Elphaba encouraged. Elphaba was about to attempt a pep talk to her daughter when her other daughter, Claira, came walking into the kitchen with her shoulders back and she head held high in a floral print skirt and white blouse which was very flattering to her long thin legs.

"Mom, Dad. I want to go to Shiz." Claira announced out of nowhere.

Fiyero and Elphaba were both taken aback. "You want to what?" asked Fiyero, as if he had heard her wrong.

"I want to go to Shiz. I know you both went there and there is stuff there that isn't at any university in this world. Please?" Claira begged.

"No! Claira, Shiz is in Oz. Oz isn't safe for us." Elphaba claimed.

Claira rolled her eyes in frustration. "You say that all the time. Oz isn't safe for you. Not me. Nobody will have to know who I am. I'll make everything up and stay away from people, just give me a chance!" Claira raised her voice.

The pot Fiyero was supposed to be stirring, boiled over causing the attention to be taken from Claira and to Fiyero. Elphaba shook her head and turned back to her oldest daughter. "You are not going to Shiz and that is final." Elphaba said in a voice of great authority and finality. Claira groaned and stomped back to the bedroom she shared with Emma. Elphaba, Emma and Fiyero stayed frozen in the kitchen, taken aback by the outburst of frustration from a normally calm and quiet person.

Fiyero looked at Elphaba. "I know that look! She's not going to Shiz Fiyero, I don't even know where she got that idea. If anybody found out who she was, well, I don't even want to think about what would happen. Also, it's not only putting her in danger, but Emma and us too. She can't go to Shiz its far too dangerous!" Elphaba exclaimed to her husband.

Emma noticed the tension in the room and calmly packed up her work and trudged down the hall into hers and Claira's room.

"Elphaba, we should at least talk about this. She looked like she really wanted to go, it probably took a lot of courage from her just to ask us and we immediately shot her down." Fiyero said to Elphaba, who was pacing the tiny kitchen.

"Fiyero it isn't safe. She could say the wrong thing just once and bam, twenty years of hiding for nothing." Elphaba argued.

"Fae, she had a point. Nobody is going to suspect, even if there is a slight resemblance. We're dead, remember? It's not safe for us to go back, that doesn't mean the girls can't." Fiyero suggested.

Elphaba stopped and looked at him. "Are you saying Emma could ever go there? No way. She's green. Even if we are dead to them, everybody in Oz would assume she's mine. We can't let Claira go there, if we'll never be able to let Emmarose go there. It wouldn't be fair." Elphaba said.

"So you're saying that because we can't give one daughter an opportunity the other doesn't get the opportunity either? Elphaba..." Fiyero said, clearly picking out the flaws in what his wife had said.

"Ugh, I suppose you're right. But what about poor Emma? Claira's really her only friend. She'd be here by herself." Elphaba brought up. Elphaba was brainstorming every possible excuse to not let Claira go, but Fiyero was able to counter them all.

"Emmarose will be fine. How would Claira feel towards Emma if she found out that she was part of the reason we wouldn't let her go?" Fiyero harped.

Elphaba sighed. "She'd be pissed." Elphaba said.

"Okay, let's just talk to Claira about it, but later. I'm hungry and dinner is ready." Fiyero finalized the conversation.

"So, tomorrow there will be only 7 school days left until summer." Emma reminded her family, breaking the awkward dinner table silence.

"I know, and you've done so well this term, you certainly deserve a break." Elphaba smiled, and Fiyero nodded, genuinely proud of their daughter for passing all her classes this year. Emma scoffed.

Claira looked up from her plate for the first time "Seriously Em, you did good this term." she said, narrowing her eyes back at her food. Emma smiled slightly.

Claira and Emma had a very good relationship, Claira had always been more of an introvert. She kept to herself for the most part, meaning nobody had ever attempted to make friends with her. Emma on the other hand, could easily be outgoing and social, unfortunately, the green skin was always a turn off when it came to meeting friends. Therefore, Emma had turned her outgoing and social able abilities into an excuse to sass anything with a heartbeat. Much like her mother, sarcasm and sassiness had become a go to means of communication, which sometimes got the kid in trouble at school. Elphaba and Fiyero never saw reason to punish Emma for this, her words weren't mean or harmful, and if they were, it was clear she had very good reasoning. Elphaba understood first hand, and Fiyero second hand, that sometimes defenses such as sarcasm were of the best kind. Though when it came down to actual conversation, Emma was weak, so she avoided it at all cost.

Despite the sisters age gap and personality differences, they both found comfort and trust in each other, to Emma, Claira was idolized as her heroic big sister, or her trusted best friend. And to Claira, Emma was both her little sister she felt entitled to protect, and also her shoulder to cry on or someone to rant to. It was a good system they shared.

...

"So. Claira, your father and I discussed what you asked us earlier." Elphaba said just as the family was finishing up their meals.

Claira lifted her head and look at her mother, then at her father and back to her mother. "And?" Claira pushed.

Elphaba sighed and looked at her husband expectantly. Fiyero gave Elphaba a curt nod and looked back to his daughter. "Claira, how badly do you want this?" Fiyero asked his oldest daughter.

"More than anything dad. Ever since I was old enough for you guys to tell me stories about Shiz, I've wanted to go there. I've always wanted to go to Oz too. Your faces when you talk about, it just... I need to see for myself." Claira pleaded. Elphaba and Fiyero exchanged looks. Without speaking, Fiyero told Elphaba it was up to her. Obviously, Fiyero had come to terms with the idea, but Elphaba, being Elphaba, took a lot of convincing.

Elphaba took a deep breath. "Okay. You can go to Shiz." Elphaba sighed. Claira's eyes widened with excitement and a white smile spread across her gentle features.

"Semesters there have always started in September, I'm hoping they still do. Which will mean we have plenty of time to plan things out." Elphaba stated towards the excited girl. Claira stood up and opened her arms to her mother. Elphaba's nervous, hard face broke into a small smile at seeing her daughter so happy. Elphaba hugged her daughter close to her.

...

After the family had cleaned up from dinner, Claira and Emma both retreated to their bedroom. Immediately, Claira flopped down on her bed and began day dreaming of Shiz, the one school she had always wanted to attend. Claira was interrupted however, by her skinny 13 year old sister, hoping onto the foot of her bed. Emma's slightly too long, raven side bangs covered most of her right eye. "You're really going to just leave?" Emma asked in Claira's face, brushing her hair from her face.

Claira sat up and fixed her own matching raven hair and adjusting her hair band. "Em, I'm not leaving. I'm just going to university, the fact that it's in the place where mom and dad are from makes no difference, I'll still come home for most holidays and for the summer. The same as any university. " Claira assured Emmarose.

"Claira! Do you even hear yourself? It is not the same, I know you've heard mom and dad mention that phones don't exist in Oz. Plus, even if they did, I doubt you can call between worlds! You can't even write letter between worlds, and for some reason , I doubt there's wifi!" Emma rambled, going red in the face. Claira looked taken aback by her sisters passion. "Claira, how will we know if your okay? It's not safe there for us." she softened.

Claira took Emma's hand and look her in the eye. "I'll be careful, they won't know who I am. If something were to happen to me, you'd know Emma." Claira said. Emma let herself fall into her sisters hug.