Summary: When Elphaba's daughter is thrust into the past by way of an accidental casting, she meets the one person she never thought she'd meet- her mother, as a teenager. Sequel to Changed?

Rifiuto: Non Miniera (For those who don't speak Italian, that means Disclaimer: Not Mine)

Note: Reading the first one is not required, but would make some passages more understandable.

A/N: Now, when I finished my other story, Changed? which is basically the prequel to this, I considered doing a sequel, with another member of Elphaba's family going into the future and finding out her fate, but then I thought, no, she'd go to the past instead, and I decided that it would be Elphaba's daughter, and this story popped into my head. Now, those who have read Changed? will understand some of the references made in the sequel.

A/N: Musical Based with some book references

I hope that you all enjoy this as much as you enjoyed the first one, and now, onto Another Changed?......

Chapter 1. The Girl Who Has Everything

Fae Tiggular, Crown Princess of the Vinkus, twirled her long, raven hair around her emerald fingers. Her dark brown eyes shone with bordem, and the eighteen-year-old princess rolled her eyes, as she listened to her best friend chat about her day.

"So I told him that…."

"Um, Anakin, why are you telling me this?" Fae interrupted, dropping the stand of black hair and picking up her coffee cup. The two girls were sitting in the small cafe outside Shiz University, during their free periods, at a table that Fae's mother used to occupy during her three years at Shiz.

Fae only knew it was the same table, because her mother had carved her initals into the wood of the table top incospicously one afternoon when she was bored. Now, Fae traced the letters with the tip of her black manicured fingernail. She knew the initals by heart.

EMT.

Elphaba Melena Thropp.

Although, Fae liked to pretend that the 'T' stood for Tiggular, her last name.

Thropp was her mother's maiden name, and her mother rarely admitted that she had been a Thropp; the only tie she claimed to posess was the abolished birthright of Governor of Munchkinland, that had been destroyed not long after Fae's old brother Liir had been born, after their grandfather, Frex, had passed away. Now, Fae's Aunt Nessa lived with her husband, Boq, in the free state of Munchkinland, with their daughter, Anakinsa.

Who, just happened to be Fae's best friend.

Anakinsa Kosman, Boq and Nessa's daughter, looked at her. She tossed her dark brown curls, and shrugged.

"I thought you'd like to hear it."

Fae rolled her eyes.

Like she really liked to hear gossip during free period.

Yeah, right.

Unless it was about her.

The girl shrugged. Her head turned at the sound of the bell above the cafe ringing, and she smiled, seeing Makinla Upland (of the Upper Uplands), enter the cafe.

"Makinla!" Fae cried, waving.

The blonde hurried over to the two. Makinla had her mother's golden hair and blue eyes, creamy skin and small features, but she always thought that she wasn't nearly as pretty as Fae Tiggular and Anakinsa Kosman. The two girls shared blood through their mothers, and both seemed to possess beauty all their own. Nessarose, Anakin's mother, was Fae's aunt, the older girl's mother's younger sister.

And of course, Fae was the daughter of the king and queen of the Vinkus; Fiyero and Elphaba's youngest child and only daughter. Fae got her striking looks from her mother, but her sense of adventure from her father.

As Makinla joined the two cousins, she found herself silently sizing up Fae. Even though the girl was a year older, a first year, she still had everything she could ever want. Her parents gave her everything she asked for, but only after she earned it. From an early age, Fae had been taught the rewards of earning your keep, and had learned to never ask her parents for anything without possessing a valid reason for wanting it.

So, in fact, everything Fae owned, she earned.

"Hey Kinla, how was History?" Fae asked, scooting over, but still making sure she was where she could feel her mother's initals on the bottom of her finger.

"Brutal. I don't see why Doctor Dillamond can't teach us History without always harping on the past." Kinla said. The cousins exchanged glances, eyebrows raised.

"Um.....Kinla, the past is history." Fae said, sounding like her mother during a meeting of the court.

"So? Just because he's a History professor, doesn't mean he has to keep going on and on about stuff in the past when we need to learn history." Anakin laughed, and covered it with a cough, bringing her cup to her lips as a diversion. Fae rolled her eyes.

Sometimes Kinla could be a real......well, dumb blonde.

But the classic dumb blondeness was a trait held also by Lady Glinda Chuffery, Kinla's mother. Whenever she was with Fae's mother, Elphaba always said something that seemed to take the blonde's IQ down a peg or twenty.

It wasn't Fae's fault that her mother graduated Valedictorian of her college class, or that she just happened to rule a country, while Lady Glinda only followed orders of Queen Ozma. Ozma, had been found years earlier, and reinstated on the throne of the Emerald City. The queen often turned to the Vinkus for advice.

Makinla, who was seventeen, was only at Shiz on scholarship. And not even that. Students still in the lower classes, could live in the dorms, attend classes, and experience college life before deciding if college was right for them. Makinla, however, didn't have a choice.

Even though the blonde had attended the most exclusive private schools in the City, she didn't get the freedom the cousins did. Anakinsa went to public school, and Fae-lucky girl-got tutors her first seventeen years of school. The girls got the choice to go to school, and both took it. They weren't forced into going to school.

For Makinla, it was college, or no trust fund at twenty-one.

Fae, didn't even get a trust fund. Due to her status as a member of the royal family, Fae got the choice to marry into royalty or middle class at twenty-one. Neither would be her choice. If Fae had anything to say about it. Unless she found a love like her parents had.

Just another one of the changes Fae's parents had put into place.

In all, the Vinkus was more peaceful than it had been in years. The Scrow, Yunamata, and Arjiki lived in peace. Fae's parents ruled fairly, and never jumped to conclusions. Her father ran the of battle, while her mother ran the affairs of the court, but they always consulted each other before deciding. Her mother, hot tempered, and quick to assume, was balanced out by her father, laid-back, and relaxed. It wasn't unusal to see the young rulers wrapped around each other, talking softly as they danced, or kissing on the balcony during a ball.

With two children resulting from their union, the Tiggulars seemed to fall even more in love.

It was that kind of love that Fae wanted someday.

"Fae! Fae!"

"What?" The raven-head looked up, blinking.

"Oz Fae, did you hear a word I just said?" Anakinsa asked.

"N....no." Fae whispered. "What did you say?"

The brunette turned to the blonde.

"She's been day dreaming again." Then, the two turned to Fae.

"I said we'd better get back. We don't want to be late for Professor Senty's Ozian Literature."

"Oh, right." Fae said, gathering her books and getting up. She left some money on the table for the check, and the three rushed out of the cafe, and headed back to Shiz for class. The girl's had sorcery later that night.

As they hurried to the Green, neither noticed the figure leaving Crage Hall and moving towards them.....