Elphaba was sitting behind the counter, grumpily flipping through a copy of a magazine she'd bought called 'The Quibbler'. Even the fanciful content of the publication wasn't putting a dent in her seemingly sour mood ( Read more... )

Elphaba was absolutely not just napping in a chair behind the counter as smooth jazz echoed through the store. Not at all. She was merely resting her eyes after an overlong evening of reading everything she could about Jane Goodall. So if you heard her snoring quietly over the dulcet tones of saxophone, you were absolutely mistaken.

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Elphaba had been keeping to herself more than usual, lately. Perhaps it had been the absolute weirdness of the sudden morning party (though that had been ages ago). Perhaps it was just still just taking her time to adjust from being a rebel to a simple store clerk. Perhaps she just wasn't sure she fit in here as much as her memories had believed ( Read more... )

The Community Center was decorated in Fandom's signature blue and gold, with streamers and flags and the odd Fighting Gremlin banner. There was a tasteful amount of glitter among the decorations, assuming that person in charge of taste was a four year old hyped up on candy and Red Bull while huffing glue made from unicorns ( Read more... )

Today, Elphaba was more than a little distracted from actual work. You see, she'd picked up one of those new-fangled tik-tok machines that most people would call a tablet computer. It was shaped like a pear, which she had rather liked. And while she had avoided the normal trap of just using it as a device to crush candies or check her MyFace page ( ( Read more... )

Elphaba's task this week mainly consisted of resorting the CDs, as it seemed like someone had gone through and sorted them by the color of their cover as opposed to artist and genre. This was going to take a good long while. Today's soundtrack appeared to be non stop disco, and if you saw Elphaba tapping her foot in time, humming along, or ( Read more... )

Elphaba was busying herself this week with going through all the vinyl albums just to see which had the most interesting covers. This mainly was how she was deciding what to play while she 'worked', and so far it had led to some very odd choices. When she hit a section of albums by Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass, she was practically scandalized ( Read more... )

It had been a little under two weeks since Elphaba had sudden plopped back into Fandom. Getting her mind to wind down from constantly being on the look out for attack and betrayal wasn't easy, and she was still sometimes on edge. Restless nights weren't the norm, but they were happening often enough that she was getting a lot of reading done to ( Read more... )

Today was Elphaba's first day of working Groovy Tunes, and her first day of working in general in quite some time. Luckily the boss of this place didn't need her to submit a resume or have work experience beyond 'Wicked Witch of the West ( Read more... )

Portals elsewhere might break, send you to the wrong planet, or leave you hanging; this one was forever faithful to its own schedule ( Read more... )