Wicked: The Next Chapter

Chapter 9

"Here's your cake sir," said the waitress giving Fiyero his cake.

"Thanks," Fiyero smiled. "Uhhh..." Fiyero whispered something into the waitress's ear that I couldn't hear clearly.

"Oh, yes, uh huh," the waitress assured him about whatever he said.

"Ok, great! Thanks, again."

"No problem, sir," the waitress said as she left our table.

"Are you sure you don't want any, Elphaba?"

"I'm positive," I answered wanting to leave and continue our journey.

"Alright," he said grabbing a fork, "more for me."

I turned my head and looked out the window. The moment I did I saw Fiyero digging into the cake. "Are you enjoying that cake?" I laughed.

"Every bite of it," he answered, still digging through the cake.

"Ah ha!" Fiyero shouted.

"What happened?"

"Uh, nothing," Fiyero answered, quickly, with his one hand behind his back.

"What's behind your back?"

"My hand."

"Well, yeah, I know that, but what's in your hand?"

"My fork," he answered showing me his fork.

I sighed, "I mean the hand behind your back!"

"What about it?" Fiyero asked smiling.

"What's in it!" I said trying not to yell.

"Oh," Fiyero laughed, "nothing."

"Whatever," I said turning my head to look out the window again.

That minute, I hear, in Fiyero's voice, "Um... Elphaba."