"YOU ATE MY WAND!"

The big fight with the spaghetti monster wasn't going as good as they thought. Apparently it ATE Galinda's dinky little training wand, and Galinda was now whacking the daylights out of it with the salad bowl. Elphaba was yelling at Fiyero and Boq for help, but they were too busy celebrating the demise of the training wand.

"STOP CELEBRATING AND HELP US OUT HERE!" Elphaba yelled.

"What are we going to do?" Fiyero asked.

"You're a Warrior Prince! You SHOULD know what to do!"

Fiyero looked all around for something to knock the monster out with.

"FIYERO, USE THE BROWNIES!" Elphaba yelled.

"NO!" Fiyero said. "NOT THE BROWNIES I SLAVED OVER!"

"They're our only hope of keeping the kitchen!" Elphaba shouted, smacking the spaghetti on the head with her frying pan.

"No! Not my work!" Fiyero said.

"YOU DID THE INSTRUCTIONS FROM A BOX! ANYONE COULD READ INSTRUTCTIONS ON A BOX!"

"Like how Galinda did with the Oz Tart..." Fiyero said silently.

"I HEARD THAT!" Galinda shouted.

"Fine, I'll use the brownies..." Fiyero said, picking up the brownie tin. "I'm going to miss you guys..."

He stood in front of the monster.

"EAT MY CHOCOLATEY SQUARES OF DEATH!" He shouted, throwing the brownies at the monster.

Elphaba looked at him confusingly at the 'chocolatey squares of death' thing. Where does he think of all of this?

The brownies that Fiyero threw somehow made the monster flinch, most likey from the high amounts of sodium chloride that were in them.

"HA! FEAR THE POWER OF SALT!"

Elphaba, Boq, and Galinda looked at him as if he were insane. But, Fiyero was really enjoying himself. He never had this much action in the Arjiki clan, and the only battle he had there closer to this was a battle between him and a wild kitten (The kitten won on account of Fiyero's allergies...).

The battle between the brownies and the spaghetti monster lasted for a good three minutes or so, on account of Madame Morrible coming into the kitchen...

"WHAT MAY I ASK IS GOING ON HERE?" She yelled.

The monster recognized the voice.

"Mama?"

"MAMA?" Elphaba, Fiyero, Galinda, and Boq said confusingly.

"I made him." Madame Morrible said. "Well, I made his dry pasta form, anyway. Did you touch the red box that said 'Dry Spaghetti Monster' by any chance?"

Everyone looked at Boq and said,

"Boq..."

"I'm taller than your average munchkin, get off my case!" Was all Boq could get out of his mouth before Elphaba smacked him with the frying pan.

The End


A/N: Sorry about entering it so late, readers! School just stared, and I can't really focus as much...Also I am working on a great Wicked Fanfic that will hopefully be done around Halloween (Since the story is set on that particular day...hint hint)