HI! I know, this is not either of my normal fanfics, but I'm procrastinating writing a paper the night before it's due, so I decided to write this whilst listening to Christmas music! Good luck reading this! ~Kat


"Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet!" Kathryn mouths, and I raise my eyebrows, looking around at the cast of characters around me. Bonnie Parker, the famous outlaw, Katherine Plumber, the not-so famous journalist from New York, wherever that is.. Oh, and me, Elphaba Thropp.. AKA, the Wicked Witch of the West.

"I'm gonna kill her…" Bonnie mumbles, adjusting her shockingly bright red curls as Kathryn rocks out to some Frozen song. And now another one.

"Kat," I say, using her friends' nickname for her, "you should be working on that paper…" Bonnie nods her agreement, walking up to the petite brunette, massaging her shoulders gently, almost motherly.

"Fae, I don't wanna…" She whines, and my eyes roll. Katherine is oddly quiet.

"Kath, whatcha got to say?" I ask the tall, gangly brunette, and she shrugs.

"I think she should work on the paper.."

"You and me both, hon.." Bon replies, running her fingers through Kat's dark curls. "It can't be that hard, baby.." She says, holding her down so she can't bounce along to the music.

"Y'know, you guys are really just figments of my imagination. I can make you appear and disappear at whim." Kat smirks smugly, which makes me want to slap those chubby cheeks of hers, but I'm oddly reminded of my friend, Glinda.. She and Kathryn are about the same height, same personality.. And they both are the only two people I know who can squeal so shrilly it can almost break glass. I think if we got those two together, either they'd kill each other, or I'd end up doing it. I chuckle at the mere thought. Katherine joins Bonnie at her side, glancing over her shoulder.

"I'd put that there.." She says, pointing at the computer's screen. Kat nods, adjusting her paper. Well, at least she's working on it.

The hours pass, and Katherine and Bonnie have fallen asleep on Kathryn's bed. We're the only two up as she types away.

"I'M DONE!" She squeals, jumping up and down. All three sleeping women, Kath, Bon, and Kathryn's roommate, Monica, all jump up.

"Good for you…" Monica mumbles, falling back to sleep. Bonnie smiles, again very motherly, getting up out of bed to kiss the top of Kathryn's head gently.

"I knew you could.." She smiles. Kath simply nods and falls back to sleep. Moments later, Kat has changed into her pajamas, an oversized t-shirt and shorts. She crawls into bed, nestling against Bonnie's chest. I grab my broom, kissing her forehead before flying out of the open window. Back to Oz for the night.