Challenge Fic #5 by average_goof, G
Title: A Change in Fantasies
Author: Average goof:
Rating: G
Subject: Bookverse
disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, and I'm not making any money off of them.
Galinda sighed miserably, staring out the window, as the rain continued to come down in sheets.
“It looks like glass, doesn’t it Elphie? A big thick prison wall of glass, keeping me from going out dancing.” She didn’t really expect a response from her roommate. Elphaba, as was her custom on stormy days, was curled up in the corner farthest from the window, wrapped in a water-proof cloak and a woolen hat. She had a mug of hot tea and a thick, dusty-looking tome, and Galinda suspected that she would not move from her spot until it was sunny again.
“I mean, really…” She continued, not so much addressing the green girl as thinking out loud. “I’ve been looking forward to this party all week! It was going to be enough to make up for all those wretched mid-terms. Classes have really been just dreadful lately, haven’t they?”
“If you want to go dancing, then go!” Elphaba responded, seemingly exasperated with her roommate’s monologue. “You’re not allergic to water. Get out your bloody umbrella and go to the party anyways.”
Galinda sniffed, and didn’t dignify that with a response. She didn’t know how to explain herself to her roommate, though they had gotten to be good friends. She’d had a fantasy about the party that she’d eagerly wanted to fulfill. It had involved a beautiful moonlit night, and herself showing up, fashionable late of course, the most beautiful presence in the room. Some handsome young man would be there - a prince of a distant land, perhaps - and he would fall in love with her at first sight. They would dance, and he would whisk her through a hidden door out into a garden full of rosebushes, where they would share their first kiss.
But nobody in their right mind would want to whisk out into a garden in this weather. With the fantasy ruined, Galinda found that the party was no longer appealing. She was perfectly content to sit in her dormroom with Elphaba.
Of course, it would be more fun if the green girl would talk to her. With a sigh, she turned and stared at her roomie, silently begging her to start a conversation. Elphaba was curled up, her sharp points all pulled into a little ball. She looked tense, like she always did when it rained out. The large cloak draped over her emphasized her slenderness, and Galinda felt a fluttering in her stomach that was becoming more and more common when she looked at her roommate, the girl’s beauty becoming more and more apparent to her. A little forlornly, she wondered if Elphaba ever got butterflies in her stomach. Probably not - the green girl would scowl at the very idea of enduring something as pink and girly as butterflies. Maybe when she was nervous, she got dragonflies in her stomach.
The idea made Galinda laugh aloud, and Elphie looked up from her book. “Galinda?” Her eyes narrowed. “You’re staring at me and giggling girlishly… should I be concerned?”
“It’s nothing.” The blonde assured her, perky mood restored by her giggle-fit. “I was just staring because I wanted you to talk to me. And now you’ve started, so you might as well continue, right?”
“Galinda…” Elphaba had something that vaguely resembled a pout on her face, and Galinda smirked, knowing victory was near. “I really want to finish this.” With a flounce, the shorter girl made her way across the room and nabbed the beloved book from her roommate’s hands.
“C’mon, Elphie, really… you can’t tell me that I’m less interesting then,” she checked the title, “‘Prejudices demonstrated through Art in the Past and Present’.” The green girl chuckled, albeit reluctantly.
“No, Galinda, there are very few things in this world more interesting than you.”
“Good!” She returned happily, choosing to ignore the implied double-meaning. She returned the book and snuggled up against her roommate, pleased when her taller friend put an arm around her shoulder. “Can I curl your hair? I bet it would look gorgeous…”
“No.”
Author: Average goof:
Rating: G
Subject: Bookverse
disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, and I'm not making any money off of them.
Galinda sighed miserably, staring out the window, as the rain continued to come down in sheets.
“It looks like glass, doesn’t it Elphie? A big thick prison wall of glass, keeping me from going out dancing.” She didn’t really expect a response from her roommate. Elphaba, as was her custom on stormy days, was curled up in the corner farthest from the window, wrapped in a water-proof cloak and a woolen hat. She had a mug of hot tea and a thick, dusty-looking tome, and Galinda suspected that she would not move from her spot until it was sunny again.
“I mean, really…” She continued, not so much addressing the green girl as thinking out loud. “I’ve been looking forward to this party all week! It was going to be enough to make up for all those wretched mid-terms. Classes have really been just dreadful lately, haven’t they?”
“If you want to go dancing, then go!” Elphaba responded, seemingly exasperated with her roommate’s monologue. “You’re not allergic to water. Get out your bloody umbrella and go to the party anyways.”
Galinda sniffed, and didn’t dignify that with a response. She didn’t know how to explain herself to her roommate, though they had gotten to be good friends. She’d had a fantasy about the party that she’d eagerly wanted to fulfill. It had involved a beautiful moonlit night, and herself showing up, fashionable late of course, the most beautiful presence in the room. Some handsome young man would be there - a prince of a distant land, perhaps - and he would fall in love with her at first sight. They would dance, and he would whisk her through a hidden door out into a garden full of rosebushes, where they would share their first kiss.
But nobody in their right mind would want to whisk out into a garden in this weather. With the fantasy ruined, Galinda found that the party was no longer appealing. She was perfectly content to sit in her dormroom with Elphaba.
Of course, it would be more fun if the green girl would talk to her. With a sigh, she turned and stared at her roomie, silently begging her to start a conversation. Elphaba was curled up, her sharp points all pulled into a little ball. She looked tense, like she always did when it rained out. The large cloak draped over her emphasized her slenderness, and Galinda felt a fluttering in her stomach that was becoming more and more common when she looked at her roommate, the girl’s beauty becoming more and more apparent to her. A little forlornly, she wondered if Elphaba ever got butterflies in her stomach. Probably not - the green girl would scowl at the very idea of enduring something as pink and girly as butterflies. Maybe when she was nervous, she got dragonflies in her stomach.
The idea made Galinda laugh aloud, and Elphie looked up from her book. “Galinda?” Her eyes narrowed. “You’re staring at me and giggling girlishly… should I be concerned?”
“It’s nothing.” The blonde assured her, perky mood restored by her giggle-fit. “I was just staring because I wanted you to talk to me. And now you’ve started, so you might as well continue, right?”
“Galinda…” Elphaba had something that vaguely resembled a pout on her face, and Galinda smirked, knowing victory was near. “I really want to finish this.” With a flounce, the shorter girl made her way across the room and nabbed the beloved book from her roommate’s hands.
“C’mon, Elphie, really… you can’t tell me that I’m less interesting then,” she checked the title, “‘Prejudices demonstrated through Art in the Past and Present’.” The green girl chuckled, albeit reluctantly.
“No, Galinda, there are very few things in this world more interesting than you.”
“Good!” She returned happily, choosing to ignore the implied double-meaning. She returned the book and snuggled up against her roommate, pleased when her taller friend put an arm around her shoulder. “Can I curl your hair? I bet it would look gorgeous…”
“No.”