As Elphaba was attempting to rescue her friend from inhaling too much of the irritating cloud billowing behind them Galinda, in all of her grace, tripped herself up in the unfamiliar flat and went down - take the gangly beanstalk with her.<br/><br/>"Galin--oof!"<br/>And down she went -<em>timbeeeeeeeeeeer!</em>- her head smartly smacked down on the dusty, wooden flooring. For a few moments all she saw was darkness and stars flitting before her eyes ,and at first she thought it was some Galinda-effect but they soon faded and she was left laying, unable to move properly for some reason. She responded to Glinda's inquiry with a small groan, her head throbbing.<br/><br/>"No... but you almost knocked me out."<br/>She squinted up, realizing the dainty blond was laying atop her, legs intertwined in her skirts and leg. Glinda's slight weight, the warm and soft body sprawled on top of herself, soft breasts pressed close... Elphaba's heart nearly shot into her throat to strangle as it began to hammer away at the walls of her chest. She then noticed the blond was currently not so blond - the gray soot powdering her hair like an awful wig, that careful makeup smudged with a fine layer of gray darkened somewhat around her eyes where tears had gathered as she coughed relentlessly.<br/><br/>"You look... ridiclous."<br/>Elphaba joked softly... also finding that her hands had found purchase on Glinda's hips, as if steadying herself there. Realizing this she flushed beneath her own layer of ash and abruptly pulled her hands away, feeling ashamed at herself, but somehow... she didn't really want Glinda to pull away yet, it felt so... so nice, like this.  Was it really nice? Her stomach certainly wasn't agreeing as it knotted sickeningly at their close proximity.