Author's Note: You know what I found out? Endings are hard to write. I cannot write hard-to-write things. So in conclusion, I cannot write endings. :D
And The Wicked Challenge…? Anyone? Um, I can extend the date if you tell me to…check my profile for updates, please!
As for now, just read, review, and enjoy your last chapter of the dare…
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Wicked because one: I'd be rich (I'm not) and two: I wouldn't be writing on FanFiction because I wouldn't be the fan, I'd be the people the fans loved.
Title: The Dare
Rating: T
Summary: When Fiyero participates in a game of Truth or Dare, he receives the challenge of a lifetime: become quite intimate with the Green Girl. The prize? One hundred thousand dollars. The result? You find out. And PS: Bonus points for actually...loving her.
Elphaba/Fiyero
Turns out Elphaba and Fiyero didn't receive a proper wedding ceremony. Two weeks after the proposal, the quaint square of friends all journeyed to see the Wizard. Things didn't turn out as expected, and so Elphaba and Fiyero consequently were forced to fly (via broomstick, of course) to Kiamo Ko in order to escape from not only the Gale Force, but the Wizard (who turned out to be not-so wonderful) and Madame Morrible (who, although they always knew she was horrible, turned out to be worse than they'd imagined).
Once they'd ensured that Kiamo Ko was safe to live in, they had flown to Fiyero's parent's castle. Needless to say, his parents weren't too enthused at the concept of their only son marrying a fugitive. But once they spent more time getting to know Elphaba they started to accept her into their family. A week later, Elphaba and Fiyero were married in the backyard of the castle. The only witnesses were his parents and his siblings, but the couple didn't care; they had each other.
However, there was one thing Elphaba couldn't push out of her mind, and that was Glinda. Her best friend. The blonde who she thought about every day. Was she faring well? Was Boq with her, always there to provide assistance when needed?
And every day she was constantly reminded of the promise she had made to her friend that wonderful day that in Elphaba's mind, seemed so long ago. The promise she made, saying how their square of friends would be together forever. The worst thing was the fact that she broke her promise only two weeks after it was made. Sweet Oz, what kind of person was she? Everyday Fiyero assured her that Glinda was okay, but Elphaba felt horrible regardless.
Unfortunately, Elphaba had to push her thoughts about her best friend into temporary storage because a month after they'd settled into a comfortable lifestyle at Kiamo Ko, the Gale Force knocked on the door and demanded to see the Wicked Witch of the West. The couple was once again forced to escape. This time they flew to The Great Gillikin Forest's outskirts and after two days of desperately searching for a place to rest their sore bodies, came upon an abandoned cabin.
Luckily enough for them, there was some dry farmland that Elphaba managed to cultivate with help from the Grimmerie (which she had not given to Glinda, as she wouldn't have been able to read it) and was able to grow enough vegetables to live off of. The apple trees nearby provided some extra nourishment – that is, when they were in the mood. And every three weeks or so Fiyero insisted on taking an eight mile walk to the not-so-nearby small town at the base of Mount Runcible to buy a loaf of bread and a box or two of crackers to add some "spice" to their meals. His absences, no matter how long, made Elphaba extremely apprehensive. What if he was attacked? – or even worse, what if someone recognized him? Thinking about the latter nearly gave her a coronary, especially after their run-in with the Gale Force at Kiamo Ko.
The soft creaking of the door to the cabin caused Elphaba to leap out of her chair, startled. When she saw it was Fiyero she ran over to him and engulfed him in a hug. "You've been gone for almost a week," she murmured into his shoulder. "I was so worried about you."
Fiyero leaned in to kiss her and they did just that for a good ten minutes until the need for oxygen compelled them to stop.
"Why'd you take so long? I was so worried about you," Elphaba repeated.
"Fae, have I not been telling you to trust me? I'll always be okay, I promise."
"But what if you aren't okay and something bad happens to you? What if the Gale Force captures you? What if you stumble and break a bone, or – or…" she trailed off, reminded of a conversation similar to theirs.
"This is so thrillifying, Elphie! We both ended up with the man of our dreams. But do you think," Glinda continued, this time seriously, "do you think we'll be best friends forever? Because what if something terrible happens between us, or Boq leaves me or Fiyero leaves you or…or just something happens to our lovely square of friends?"
Hadn't Elphaba made the very same promise Fiyero was making right now? And hadn't she broken it? She couldn't shake her unnerving thoughts away and sighed in discontent.
"What's wrong?" Fiyero questioned.
"Nothing, it's just…Glinda. I miss her so much."
"You know there is no way we could safely live with Glinda knowing. Her mouth is…likes…to talk. And what if someone tried to torture our whereabouts out of her? Could you live knowing that, by telling her, you greatly endangered her safety? Besides; we were forced out of Kiamo Ko anyway. It wouldn't have mattered."
"But she thinks we're – I'm dead. See? She's still hurt, even though we didn't tell her."
"At least this way you aren't the cause of her pain."
"That's true, but…"
"Fae, am I not good enough for you?" Fiyero joked.
"Oh no, you are! You're just perfect, Yero." And just like that, the matter was settled. Temporarily.
The next couple minutes were spent unpacking the food Fiyero had brought back from his trip: two loaves of bread, a tin of crackers, some spices (for the vegetables), and some cheeses.
Afterward they ate lunch - comprised of cheese and crackers - in a comfortable silence.
"I wonder," Elphaba began thoughtfully after she swallowed, "if we could make a trip to the Emerald City. You know, to visit Glinda."
Only silence ensued as Fiyero stared at his wife, incredulous at her thoughts. "Did you not hear a word I said? Have you not been hearing a word I've said since that day you met the Wizard?"
And once again Elphaba was reminded of her stupidity and gave in. "Okay, okay. Fine. I'll shut up now."
"Don't shut up. I love it when you talk," he said, "but not about that."
Once they finished eating, they headed into their room to relax. Relaxing turned to cuddling, which quickly turned to an intense session of lovemaking. After all, they'd been without each other for five days; surely they deserved some quality time together.
After the fact Elphaba lay in his arms, grateful for the opportunity to forget everything. "Mmm, I love you so much, my Hero."
"I know. Whatever would you do without me?"
At this Elphaba jolted up in bed and glared at her husband. "I could do plenty without you. A lot of things, like…"
"Yes?" Fiyero prompted, a smirk forming on his face.
A couple clock ticks later, she continued, "Well, I definitely don't need you."
"Would you care to explain why, then, you jumped up so suddenly the minute I walked through the door?"
"Oh, fine. I guess…I guess I do need you," she conceded, although reluctantly.
Fiyero planted a loving kiss on her forehead and then said, "but to be fair, I couldn't live without you either. Even at Shiz. And just for the heck of it, you wouldn't remember what brought us together in the first place, do you?"
"Don't remind me."
"Why not? Because it was all because of me?" He teased.
"It was most definitely not," she said, swatting him playfully.
"Actually, I think it most definitely did. Come on Fae; remind me, just so I don't forget."
"Oh, alright," Elphaba muttered. "It was all because of that ridiculous dare."
Author's Farewell Speech: Aw, ohmygod! IT'S OH-VER! All of you have stuck with me through disappearing/reappearing water allergies, the mysterious vanishing of twenty students, odd prizes, stretchy plots, losing my grasp on Glinda, and all that other whatnot.
I have to say how good all your reviews made – and make – me feel. I first started off as a writer Quizilla; the site where you either have a good story or you don't. The site where people can post stories with horrible grammar and formatting yet, after only their first chapter, make it onto the "Highest Rated". Needless to say, as a young and inexperienced writer, I was extremely discouraged. No-one was giving me any feedback but I wanted to improve.
After a yearlong hiatus (in which I acquired my Wicked obsession ;D) I was on some Wicked fan site reading their few stories when I came upon one I really liked. A link below it led me to FanFiction. (A cookie to the author who's going to be mentioned later.) After a month, you got this. :) And I got reviews. And the reviews made me happy!
Except here I am, closing my very first story. This is the first story I've ever completed, and I'm rather proud of it. Not to be conceited or anything. ;) But, like I said, you all motivated me. A lot. And because you are all so special, don't you deserve to be mentioned? I think you do. After all, reviewing is something that takes more time than most writers like to think. So here is a Big Thank You to all of my reviewers:
firebolt669, CrystalClear444, Memoamo, ClarkeWithAnE, notEASYbeingGREEN, Annibelle White, Bombalurinasara, wickedpirate666, Elphie89, The Phantom's Muse, Rainpath, Arduenna, LaFemmeVerte, greengreendress, Cmusic07, gerlorie, maureen is me, My 3 Angels Lost in the Flame, Crookykanks, Western Arawen, Kavi Leighanna, The Girl Of Many Fandoms, Erikssecretlover, Meltalviel, AlloftheAbove, Elphaba's slytherin cat, irishdancerfromroi, Elphiethegood, Kaleena DragonMaster, distorted realities, The 42, gree-as-elphaba, Musical-wolf, TaylxBayl, X-Kate-X, and elphabathedelirious32.
And to my trusty little steeds: The 42 (for providing the plot twist. You see, I was originally planning on having Elphaba find out about the dare by herself; I hadn't even considered having Fiyero tell her himself. That is, until this loverly person came along :) ) greengreendress (for betaing for me once and writing the lovin' scene), Annibelle White (for having a wonderful story that brought me to this site – oh, and giving me an article… -big humongo suggestive wink -), Bombalurinasara (for always being there to remind me that I can not be lazy; I must update! Hehe.), CardboardCreative (for providing an excellent alternative to writing when I am too lazy to write… :D) and to my penguin-loving friend, -waves-, for reading my story even when I annoy you. Aw, sappiness. -lurve-
And PS: The result?
…a sequel.