It was a beautiful night on the island. The sky was a dark rich expanse of black, dotted by bright stars and a waxing moon. It was dark, so dark that the bonfire on the beach lit up like a beacon. The contrast of the fire and the sky mirrored the couple dancing around the campfire. The dark skinned prince laughed as he twirled the striking green ( Read more... )

When all was said and done, it looked like something out of a storybook ( Read more... )

He hadn't planned it this way ( Read more... )

Everything was perfect! There were streamers in pink and green and yellow and punch and refreshments. Elphaba had found another dress in Glinda's closet that was Just Perfect as well--perfectly pink with satin and beading and ruffles. She and her friends had worked very very hard on this party and she just knew it was going to be the best one ( Read more... )

Elphaba changed into her new pajamas and tied her hair back off her face then raced back to the rec room and claimed one of the couches in the name of wedding planning. On the table beside her was a huge stack of bridal magazines ready to be torn through for ideas to make the best wedding ever and she can't wait for all her friends to arrive and ( Read more... )

Saffron still couldn't hardly believe how long it had taken Jack and her to realize they'd shown up on the island on the exact same day. It was almost as hard to believe they'd been there three years. Saffron hadn't been in the world that long since she was a teenager. She'd changed, she knew, and reluctantly for the most part, and even though she ( Read more... )

Sometimes the island was just boring. It was that simple ( Read more... )

The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again ( Read more... )

Gus walked inside the bank, tried to keep his anger in check and if he pressed the pen a little harder against the paper, he didn't feel too guilty. Walking to the teller line and waiting for his turn, he looked around the bank and caught sight of a chin, a beautiful chin. A chin attached to one foxy lady dressed in an auburn cardigan. He'd found ( Read more... )

Months and months ago, back when Saffron had told Warrick her idea about opening a strip club on the island, it had seemed more like a distant thing, a concept, rather than an actual solid possibility. But they'd been planning, and working, and now the day had finally come: opening night. The building crew had done a fantastic job. The furniture ( Read more... )