Wicked/Tin Man
Crossover. Wicked/Tin Man. Elphaba/Azkadellia. Wicked?
Many people had called Elphaba wicked but she didn’t much care. She had taken her time going to the Outer Zone, a place where they had another so-called wicked witch.
Azkadellia had asked to meet the other woman on the edge of town. She wore her long dark brown hair loose, her eyes hidden under a curtain of hair. She had become too thin and her new dress was far too baggy.
Elphaba had managed to just about mute her green skin, paling it enough that she just looked barely unwell. Her black hair was now long enough that she could hide her face, only letting one or two people see her. When she spotted Azkadellia she slid in beside her, slipping an arm around her waist.
“Two wicked girls… what fun!”
“I’m not wicked…”
“Neither am I…”
“So… why the phrase?”
“Easier to just talk among themselves…”
“For them… not me…”
Many people had called Elphaba wicked but she didn’t much care. She had taken her time going to the Outer Zone, a place where they had another so-called wicked witch.
Azkadellia had asked to meet the other woman on the edge of town. She wore her long dark brown hair loose, her eyes hidden under a curtain of hair. She had become too thin and her new dress was far too baggy.
Elphaba had managed to just about mute her green skin, paling it enough that she just looked barely unwell. Her black hair was now long enough that she could hide her face, only letting one or two people see her. When she spotted Azkadellia she slid in beside her, slipping an arm around her waist.
“Two wicked girls… what fun!”
“I’m not wicked…”
“Neither am I…”
“So… why the phrase?”
“Easier to just talk among themselves…”
“For them… not me…”