I was watching The Wizard of Oz and I got a sudden mental image of Kiba in a blue and white gingham dress… I also had a really weird mental image of Gaara as the mayor of Munchkin land…O.o
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or The Wizard of Oz.
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Kiba looked at himself in the mirror in disgust. He was wearing a blue and white checked dress. A dress! And to make matters worse, that replica of the Godaime had forced him to wear a pair of bright red, sparkly, high-heeled shoes. He'd tried taking them off, but it was like they were super-glued to his feet. 'How am I gonna wash my socks?' he thought, already cringing at the thought of what they'd smell like in a few day's time. Contrary to popular belief, Kiba was very into personal hygiene. After all, when one has a dog-like sense of smell, body odor can get a little overwhelming. He sighed. Glaring at his reflection wasn't going to get him home any sooner. Resigned to his fate, he walked outside while trying his best not to trip.
Outside, he was greeted by a battalion of little munchkin children chasing after Akamaru, lead by what seemed to be Konohamaru and his friends. After they went past, he made his way over to the mayor of this insane place. The carbon copy of Gaara looked up at him with a grin on his face. "Well, Kiba, you should probably get going now. A girl shouldn't travel alone after dusk."
Kiba flinched. Why did everyone think he was a girl? I mean, sure he was wearing a dress and some high-heels, but any numbskull should have been able to tell he wasn't a girl! Apparently, however, the people of this world had a very odd sense of what makes people feminine. Sighing, he replied, "I just follow the yellow brick road, right?" Munchkin Gaara nodded. Kiba made his way to the yellow path while pondering why they called it the yellow brick road. It wasn't make of brick at all. It was more like a yellow cobblestone road. Glancing behind him, he saw all of the munchkins watching him leave. He half expected them to burst out in song. Fortunately for him, they refrained from any musical numbers and just watched him leave. As he stepped on to the cobblestones in his glittery shoes, Akamaru behind him, the first thought that came to his mind was, 'I am never going to insult girls again.'
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Next chapter will reveal how Kiba got to this place. Please review!