(A/N: Here's my dead story, which I have revived in favor of my boredom on a snow day. So here it be! Enjoy)

Walking through the Vinkus was certainly not an easy feat, especially when green. Not only did natives of the country treat every new face like it was the second coming of the late Kumbricia herself, but meeting a green stranger was even more of a mind-blowing experience for the homely folk. Every where she went, people had to stop and ask who she was and where she hailed from and blah blah blah. And every time she had to explain as convincingly as she could that she was marrying Fiyero Tiggular. Their sugary congratulations were starting to give Elphaba diabetes she thought.

It was now as she sat in a store while Lisa and Caroline went off in search of matching shoes for some outfit they had purchased for her that she became aware of the vulture like women in the store that had been staring at her since she'd walked in.

"You're marrying Fiyero Tiggular?" a girl wearing a purple shirt squealed, practically diving into the seat with Elphaba. Elphaba jumped.

"Um, yes-" she managed to choke out in her surprise.

"No way." another girl exclaimed, plopping onto Elphaba's other side. Elphaba found herself sandwiched awkwardly even as two more girls joined the crowd. This is why she hadn't joined a sorority, she thought bitterly.

"You're so young!"

"And green!"

"You're nothing like Galinda." a girl pointed out.

"What does that have to do with-" Elphaba started.

"Fiyero like totally loved Galinda back when they were dating." one explained, "They were inseparable. They were even going to get married. It's so totally weird that he likes you now. Cause you're nothing like her." Elphaba couldn't understand why this new knowledge made her feel so bad.

"But you're pretty!" a girl said supportively at Elphaba's fallen face.

"Yeah! In your own way." another shrugged.

"A little make-up and-"

"No, it's not the make-up, it's the hair."

"Yeah, you should style it differently."

"Wait, so what's Fiyero Tiggular like in bed? Is it true he's a complete mad-man?" squeals were heard on all sides of Elphaba and she turned bright red at the question.

"We uh-" she stammered.

"Oh, don't tell me you're both waiting till after the wedding," A girl moaned, affronted.

"That's so romantic!"

"How cute!" the others squealed. Elphaba felt her ear drums thrumming painfully as their squeals reverberated in her head. She was one step away from blowing their heads off.

"You know guys, I really must be going…" Elphaba slipped away from the crowd of girls as they argued about whether waiting to sleep with your fiancé till after the wedding was romantic or stupid.

"Like if you wait till after, they could be really bad in bed and then what are you going to do? A marriage with bad sex? I mean come onnnn-"

Elphaba made a dash for the exit, forgetting momentarily about Caroline and Lisa. She ran for the door, but not without first running head long into Galinda.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Elphaba hurriedly said.

"It's fine, are you okay?" Galinda asked. Elphaba nodded, catching her breath. She stole herself a glance at Galinda. She was beautiful. She was blonde and pretty and…nothing like her. They were right. Fiyero had been in love with her. They were going to get married! Oz…was it her fault they weren't?

"It's Galinda right?" Elphaba asked awkwardly.

"Yeah, and you're Fiyero's fiancé." Galinda smiled. Elphaba winced.

"Yeah." she said, her voice small, "Galinda…I…"

"Elphaba, I'm his ex, there's nothing to worry about." Galinda assured her hurriedly, "We're done." Elphaba nodded. She had meant to apologize. But what was she supposed to say? Sorry I'm stealing your man because I don't really love him and I'm basically bribing and blackmailing him to marry me so that I won't get deported and can keep my job?

"Well…what happened between you two?" she couldn't help but ask.

"We were close you know. We loved each other a lot." Galinda said and Elphaba looked down guiltily.

"I heard." she said.

"He asked me to marry him even." Galinda looked down, staring at the ring finger with no ring.

"You said yes." Elphaba stated, the pit in her stomach growing deeper and deeper.

"I said no." Galinda said, "He had all these dreams about, giving up his title, eloping to the Emerald City and-" Galinda sighed, "It was too much. I've never been anywhere but the Vinkus. I wasn't suited for the city, I didn't want any of the things he wanted." Galinda shrugged sadly, "So he left the next day and went to work in the Emerald City. He never came back, I guess you didn't give him too many days off." she smiled at Elphaba. Elphaba managed a queasy smile, but the guilt was weighing down on her like a boulder.

"No, I guess I didn't." Elphaba looked down at her hands, green.

"But I'm happy for you two." Galinda said, touching Elphaba's shoulder, "It's good Fiyero finally has someone." Elphaba felt like she was going to be sick. All this kindness was making her feel awful, like a surplus does of fluffy pink mousse. Thankfully, the posse of gossipers crowded the two before Elphaba could say anything.

"Oh there you are!"

"Oh you just ran off!"

"Hey look, it's Galinda!"

"We were just talking about you!"

Elphaba felt a migraine coming on and she gently tried to detach herself from the group, but before she had the chance, she was saved by her seemingly 'mad-man' fiancé. He rested a hand on her shoulder and she looked up.

"Hello honey." he said casually, leaning down to kiss her on the cheek. Elphaba grimaced a smile.

"Yeah." she murmured in acknowledgment.

"Ladies," Fiyero addressed the oggly-eyed bunch, "You should probably lay off my fiancé a little, she's got a mild case of sociophobia." Fiyero flashed a charming smile.

"I do not!" Elphaba turned around, hand raised to punch him. Fiyero skillfully evaded the hit by grabbed her hand and interlocking their fingers.

"Sweety, not in public." Fiyero joked, "Wrestling can wait for tonight, right?" Elphaba narrowed her eyes at him and swiftly untangled her hand from him.

"Yeah," Elphaba said, laying a gentle hand on his face, "You'd better wear protection."

"Whoa there tiger." Fiyero almost blushed as he jerked away from her caress.

"And I'm not talking about a condom." Elphaba murmured as she stalked away from the crowd, angrily. The others stared after her confused. Fiyero disentangled himself and ran after her.

"Elphaba!" he called, jogging as she stormed ahead of him, "Elphaba, wait up!" she finally stopped, rolling her eyes as she did so.

"What?" she hissed menacingly. Fiyero came to a stop next her, wheezing and panting as he bent over to catch his breath. Elphaba threw her arms up, "For the love of Oz!" she exclaimed, "Fiyero, you ran like two yards, not a marathon."

"Ah, my stomach!" Fiyero cried, clutching his stomach.

"Fiyero, there is nothing-"

"AGH!"

"Fiyero, are you okay?" Elphaba was suddenly very concerned and she leaned down in front of him. He sprang up, seemingly fine again.

"Good, now that you're not mad at me-" he grinned.

"Jerk!" Elphaba stood up and hit him on the shoulder, "I was seriously concerned-"

"I know." Fiyero beamed, proud of himself, "It's a wonder I never made it to Ozwood."

"A wonder indeed." Elphaba snapped, "And just for your information, I am still mad at you." she began to walk away again. Fiyero jogged next to her.

"What? Why?" he asked, "What did I even do?"

"Fiyero, you embarrassed me back there-!" Elphaba began, stopping so she could turn around to face him.

"I what?" Fiyero breathed in disbelief.

"You called me a sociopath-"

"Sociophobic." Fiyero corrected her.

"Then you blatantly accused me of trying to sex you up right in the middle of the street because I was too eager to wait till we got home!" Elphaba whisper-shouted.

"Sex me up?" Fiyero's eyebrow rose as he fought a grin, "That's a delicate way to put it."

"Well there was nothing delicate about any of what you said back there." Elphaba hissed, crossing her arms as she turned away from him. Fiyero sighed and took a step closer, resting his hands on her shoulders and spinning her around to face him.

"Honey, listen-" he began.

"We are not really engaged, do not call me that!" Elphaba snapped moodily.

"Honey-" he said again. Elphaba huffed and rolled her eyes, but otherwise remained silent as she looked up at him. Fiyero gently unfolded her arms so he could hold both of her hands, "—I'm sorry." he said sincerely, "I didn't mean to embarrass you, okay?"

"Fine." Elphaba huffed, looking away.

"Aw, look at us, fighting and making up, just like a real couple." Fiyero grinned, poking her nose. Elphaba slapped his hand away and stormed away again. Fiyero sighed, "And we're back to fighting." he jogged after her, "Hey, Elphaba! Wait up! C'mon, sweetheart!"

"DO NOT CALL ME THAT!"

"Honey?"

(A/N: thanks for reading :)