When Elphaba reached the top of the stairs, Christery was testing out different words. There was one word in particular that he was trying to say.
Elphaba knocked on the door, startling the monkey.
"Elphaba!" He jumped.
Elphaba smiled and walked over to him in wonder.
"Since when have you been able to talk?" Elphaba whispered.
"I-I w-wanted to learn b-because I-I thought you were d-dead," Chrsitery stuttered, finding difficulty forming words.
"How much can you say?" She breathed.
"N-N-not M-much," he responded.
"What word were you trying to say just now?" Elphaba asked curiously, even though if he couldn't say it then he can't say it now.
Christery simply smiled and looked away.
"I'm proud of you," Elphaba whispered. "I always have been. I'm still am not sure if giving you wings was good or bad."
Christery smiled. "Good. Like you."
He didn't have any trouble saying these words.
Elphaba smiled, too, tears coming to her eyes.
"I love you, Christery. I am glad i saved you that day," Elphaba murmered.
"I love you, too," Christery muttered, saying the words with ease.
Then Elphaba stayed with him for awhile and helped him try new words.
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Elphie Returns
FanfictionThis story takes place a year after the amazing musical Wicked. Elphaba decides to go back and see Glinda. But trouble arises. New friends are made. Old friends are back. And the truth comes out. Will the friendship keep going, or will Elphaba meet...
