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Chapter Six: What Is This Feeling?

It seems that old colleagues meet. Oz is in a happy mood, much to Galina and Morrible's disgust. Oscar silently watches the scene between the blonde and the green woman...

"I am Oz, I am Oz!" The spotlights illuminated a huge mechanical head. Moving frantically as it roared, "The Great and Terrible! Who are you, and why do you seek me?"

"Oh, come on Oz," Morrible interrupted the head, "Don't be stupid!"

The head stopped moving and the spotlights went off, replaced by the stage light. The group squinted against the light as a middle-aged man appeared from behind the head.

"Excuse me Madame, I just needed to try this prop." He glared at her but continued in a sweet voice, "Welcome my dearest actors and actresses. I'm honored to meet you all. Ah, Galina my dearest darling..." He hold out his hand but got interrupted.

"You stay away from here!" Fiyero jumped between the two, causing Oz to take a step back.

"Fiyero! I can take care of that myself," Galina said, pushing Fiyero away.

The others just watched the scene. It seemed these people had met before and they didn't want to interrupt them.

"Eh, excuse me," Elphaba began. She was standing behind the others in the shadows and you couldn't see the color of her skin. "We were called to perform for you, right? Mr. Oz, what is the meaning of all this?" She gestured towards the mechanical head and the group.

Oz looked puzzled for a moment. "Yes eh... You're all accepted. Yes, you're all in the show!" He smiled, but Galina and Morrible didn't. They were thinking exactly the same thing, He accepts just a few total strangers in what's going to be one of the greatest show in Oz?!

Then Oz' eyes fell on Nessa. "And who are you? So tragically beautiful..."

"She's my sister." Elphaba stepped out of the shadows and into the light. Oz, who hadn't seen her green skin tone, looked shocked. "E-Elphaba?"

"Yes Mr. Oz, I'm beautifully tragic." She smirked but her face grew almost immediately serious again. "And you stay away from my sister or something bad will happen."

Oz laughed. "Yes, yes, but she can be in the show, can't she? Do you sing?"

Nessa nodded. "A bit, yes." She only sang in the services for the Unnamed God, she was a soprano and did a good job. Elphaba, however, wasn't too happy about the idea but let it be.

"Good, then I'll see you all tomorrow morning."

"What?!" Galina exclaimed, then added, "What is this feeling so sudden and new?"

"I felt the moment I laid eyes on you," Elphaba sighed, still talking. She knew that they were going to sing this song eventually. It was one of the songs she needed to know for her audition.

"My pulse us rushing." Galina looked like she was going to faint.

Elphaba rolled her eyes. "My head is reeling."

"Music maestro!" They heard Oz call and the orchestra started to play.

"My face is flushing." A handkerchief appeared to wipe Galina's forehead.

"What is this feeling? Fervid as a flame. Does it have a name? Yes!" Galinda's voice raised. "Loathing. Unadulterated loathing." They sang in tandem, hatred clearly visible in their eyes.

Galina was fully in her role already. "For your face."

Elphaba shrugged. "Your voice."

"Your clothing." Galinda gestured frantically at Elphaba's clothes

"Let's just say, I loathe it all."

Elphaba mirrored Galinda's movements in such a ridiculous way, making the others laugh. "Ev'ry little trait, however small. Makes my very flesh begin to crawl."

"With simple utter loathing. There's a strange exhilaration, in such total detestation! It's so pure, so strong! Though I do admit it came on fast. Still I do believe that it can last. And I will be loathing, loathing you my whole life, long!" They glared one more time at each other before running off stage, leaving the others startled.

"Well, that's fixed I guess. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodbye!" Oz said in a happy voice before leaving the stage.

The others made to leave too. Oscar, however, still stood in the middle of the stage, looking around the space. He shook his head as he murmured, "Interesting... Yes, interesting it is."

Yes, you will make me happy if you review. Has anyone an idea who the mysterious Oscar Dickens could be? I'm curious to read your thoughts about it.