Elphaba

Elphaba was done preparing the food, and the table was ready too. She was cleaning the kitchen of jack's place, and thinking about how unusual that was.

She likes him, and looked like Jack likes her in return. First, that It cames as a complete surprise to her, because she was so far removed from what people thinks of as attractive, as admirable in a person, but Jack wanted to be with her anyway. He was confident and charming and handsome and irreverent.And though she would like to dismiss him as a spoiled, silly grow up man, and she would like to roll her eyes at him and his antics, she finds herself smiling instead, amused.

It was strange, but rather comforting. Elphaba even felt like singing, but she blamed it all on the atmosphere of the North Pole. Without noticing she started to murmur a sappy song she heard some time ago. She even couldn't remember where.


I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is...
You

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You baby...