Melbourne had made it! Her short legs had made it slightly harder to reach the Hospital Wing at the (most likely) record speed that Olivia had…but still, she was there. Even with burns on her hand she was more worried about Liv and her cheek – that had looked utterly dreadful and faces. Faces were far more sensitive than hands ever would be.

”…your costume was great,” Mel’s voice was quiet and somewhat shaky as she spoke. Still, it was the truth. She had really loved the Olphaba idea that was brilliant, the butter singing her face much like that of Margaret Hamilton’s had been after the famed role as the not only the famed witch but as Miss Gulch.

Poor poor face, that was an unfortunate situation...still, Mel was there to help and to be helped but helping was more what she wanted to do.