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Now, on to Chapter three!
Elphaba and Elsa were sitting in Elsa's ice palace. Well, Elphaba was standing. She was sure that her butt was going to drop off from frostbite if she kept sitting on ice. Elsa was asking Elphaba questions about her friends back in Oz.
"Like I said, they aren't my friends anymore." Elphaba said, rubbing her hands together for warmth. "Fugitives can't exactly have friends."
"But they were your friends. So, tell me about this infamous 'Best Friend' that you left in the Emerald City."
Elphaba swallowed hard. Glinda. She hadn't been thinking about her at all since she had left Oz. Elphaba shuffled her feet.
"Oh, well...you know. She was...um...blonde."
Elsa nodded slowly.
"Okay, maybe a little more detail?" She asked, eying the green girl.
Elphaba rubbed the back of her head. She glanced down at the ground, her eyes beginning to tear up. Why was I stupid enough to land HERE of all places? Come on, Elphaba! Don't start crying! Now is NOT a good time! Come on!
Elsa noticed Elphaba's unease as to what they were talking about.
"Elphaba, if you want to talk about something else, that's fine."
Elphaba rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.
"N-No, Elsa. I'm alright." She sighed.
"To...to tell you the truth, Glinda was my only friend for a while."
"Oh," Elsa raised her eyebrows. She certainly wasn't expecting an answer like that.
"Yeah..." Elphaba nodded, blinking back tears. "Actually, she's the only friend I've had ever."
Elphaba shrugged it off. "Yeah, well, guess I'm back to having no friends again, huh?" She blew a stray lock of hair away from her eyes and leaned against the wall. "It's not like I need them or anything, right?"
Elsa frowned. "Everyone needs friends, Elphaba. Even if you're sure you don't; you do need them."
"This coming from the girl who was locked in her room for her entire childhood."
Elsa glared at her.
"Well, for being free to roam about, You didn't turn out any better than I did."
"Is that so? Well, at least I didn't freeze all of Oz!"
"No, but you did manage to convince a whole country that you were evil." Elsa stated calmly.
Elphaba's hands began to glow once again. She stood up, glaring furiously.
"Sorry, didn't quite catch that. Mind repeating it?"
Elsa stood up, a snow flurry forming around her.
"Not at all."
Meanwhile, back in Oz; Anna and Glinda were having the time of their lives. Kristoff and Sven; well, they weren't exactly as enthusiastic as Anna.
"Anna, slow down!" Kristoff groaned. The two girls had stopped at a few (and by a few, I mean twenty) stores along the way, and had loaded Sven and him up with all the bags.
"Anna?" He asked, struggling under the weight of clothes, shoes and pink things. His knees began to buckle.
"ANNA?!" He yelled, followed by a large CRASH!
"Goodness! What was that?" She and Anna turned around and gasped.
"Oh, Lurline! Kristoff, are you okay?" Glinda said
Kristoff pushed the bags off of himself. His cap had fallen off; revealing his platinum-blonde hair. Hastily, he pulled it back on and got to his feet.
Glinda whispered to Anna.
"Seriously, is his hair naturally that color?"
Back at the ice fortress, Elsa and Elphaba were circling outside. Once again, Elphaba had recited her transportation spell, sending the two sorceresses outside of the palace.
"Well, Ice Queen. Got any other cracks to make about my verdigris?"
"No, as long as you stop making fun of my hair." Elsa said, sending an icicle hurtling towards the green girl.
Elphaba held up her hands, shattering it in midair.
"You're getting better." Elphaba remarked, sending a blast of magic her way.
Elsa raised a wall of ice from the ground, countering Elphaba's attack.
"I'm a fast learner."
"I can see that. Hey, what were we fighting about again?"
Elsa dropped her hands by her side.
"I don't rightfully know. You don't remember?"
Elphaba chuckled. "No."
"It must have been pretty stupid if we can't even remember."
Elphaba's hands stopped glowing. She slowly walked over to Elsa and held out her hand.
Elsa smiled, shaking her hand.
A/N: Sorry about this chapter. It isn't my best, but I am having a SERIOUS case of writer's block. Any ideas?