A/N: Hello everyone! I know it's been a very long while since I've posted anything and I am REALLY sorry about that! Like terribly sorry. I feel horrible for my readers who are asking for updates. I'll get there guys! I promise! But I've been fangirling over Oz for quite a while. I've watched it like a dozen times on an illegal website and...Yeah needed to post a story before my brain exploded. So this is just going to be fun fluffy moments between Glinda and Oz because let's face it…they're beyond adorable! I hope you guys like it!

Sunlight poured into the glass windows of the vast Emerald City as morning approached Oz. The golden rays flowed into the sleepy eyes of Glinda the Good, waking her from a pleasant slumber. Moaning quietly, the witch rolled onto her back and stretched her muscles, waking them too from sleep. When she felt loose, she rolled onto her side, hoping to embrace her beloved wizard, only to find herself gripping empty sheets.

"Oscar?" She whispered, pulling up to a sitting stance and glanced around their grand chambers. Saying his real name still tasted a bit bitter in her mouth and she only used it when she was either mad or worried. In this case, she was worried. Pulling the blanket off her legs, Glinda rose from the bed. "Oscar?" She called again, popping her head into the bathroom. When she received no response she turned away and headed for the door, grabbing her white silk robe on the way.

She slid the robe over her light pink nightgown and she strode through the palace halls. She gave polite smiles and friendly 'good mornings' to everyone she passed. Glinda suddenly stopped in her footsteps with a slight gasp, eyes bulging wide. My wand. She thought.

Glinda hardly ever parted with her wand, for it was the key to her powers as well as her life. Now realizing it wasn't in her possession, the young witch almost felt naked without it. She had half a mind as whether or not to go back and get it but then decided against it. Evanora and Theodora were long gone and there were no recent threats to the kingdom. She had nothing to worry about right? Glinda shook the shivering thoughts out of her head and continued her search for Oz.

After nearly half an hour of what seemed like a wild-goose chase for the missing wizard, Glinda finally plopped herself down in the throne room. She held her breath, hoping to maybe see him sitting in his massive throne but let it out when she saw it empty. She felt slightly drained from the frantic hustling she did through the large palace. She first went into the tinker room where he had been spending much of his time lately, only to find Master Tinker working alone on their latest project. He gave her an apologetic response that he hadn't seen the wizard this morning.

She then went to the library; sometimes she would find him there reading a book of sort. Oscar Diggs did not strike her as the reading type, but nonetheless it was another striking quality she grew to love about him. When she didn't see him in his usual perch, she left in a hurry. Feeling relieved she had run into Finely who had just escorted China Girl to her daily school lessons.

"What do you mean you can't find him?" The monkey had asked in shock. "You're usually attached to his hip," He said with a slight attitude but had instantly gasped as soon as the words left his mouth. "I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry m'lady," he said when Glinda gave him a hint of a glare.

"It's alright Finely," She replied, shaking away his comment. "But if you do see him will you please tell him to come find me?" She asked.

The monkey arched his back gave the witch a courageous smile. "Of course your majesty. I will see to it personally that the great wizard will be found and reunited with his lovely queen," He stated proudly.

Glinda gave him a flushed smile. "Oh Finely. You have such a way of kissing up to people," She teased before waving good bye to him.

Now she sat in her own throne next to Oz's, her head leaning in her hand as her elbow was propped on the arm of the chair. She puffed short breaths, growing inconsiderably annoyed that she had plowed through over half the palace and the wizard was nowhere to be found. Glinda had even looked in the royal treasury, thinking Oz had never grown out of his obsession with riches.

And it didn't help that none didn't know where he was either. Someone had to have seen him. It wasn't like he disappeared into thin air. Glinda pursed her lips in thought. Something was defiantly odd this morning. Gazing out the window, she noticed the sun was remotely higher in the sky than she would have imagined. She must have slept in later than normal and Oz had some wizardly duties to attend to.

"That can't be possible he's dead," The witch said aloud.

"Who's dead?" Came a voice from behind the large, green doors that were now opening. Glinda looked up to see the familiar, captivating brown eyes and warm smile that punctured her heart as he stepped into the room.

Glinda smirked at him and folded her arms across her chest. "You are," She said. "Well supposed to be," She teased then rose from her chair.

Oz locked his jaw and put his hands on his hips. "Huh. You're right. I am," He agreed and took a few steps towards her. Glinda shook her head, moving to him.

"Well, would a dead man be able to do this?" He said with a sly grin before swiftly pulling her into his arms, pressing their bodies close.

She let out a small gasp at his quickness. "Well, no. But-" She began but he quickly shushed her, placing a finger on her lips.

"Or this?" He said again before moving his finger from her lips and replacing it with his own. Glinda instantly melted into his kiss, forgetting how worried and upset she had been earlier. As far as she was concerned, they were the only two people that existed.

Their kiss deepened, Oz pulling her as close to him as he possibly could. Glinda slid her arms around his neck. She began to knot her fingers in his hair when she felt a powdery substance in her grip. She pulled away with a gasp and saw a white powder on her fingertips. She gave him a confused look. "What is in your hair?"

The wizard reached up and brushed the top of his hair and laughed when the same powder stained his hand. "Oh, that's flower," He said then his eyes grew wide as they met her even more confused look.

Glinda raised her eyebrow. "What were you doing with flower?" She questioned, now noticing that his forehead had an edge of flower on it, along with a patch of it on his left shoulder.

Oz shifted his gaze around the room. " I was..uhh..baking," He said with a grin.

"Baking?" She remarked. "You don't bake...do you?" She said. She never had really known of his hobbies or interests besides magic and tricks. Was there anything this man could not do?

"I do now," He said with a huff of a laugh, feeling a bit uneasy.

Glinda was beyond confused by his strange behavior. "Oz what's going on?" She demanded.

Oz clapped his hands together and rolled on the balls of his feet. "Nothing nothing! I just took a sudden interest in baking!" He stammered and Glinda knew instantly that he was lying.

"Oscar," She said with a glare, crossing her arms.

Oz could feel a cold sweat forming at his hairline. He hated when Glinda gave him the glare. And she knew it too. What made matters worse was she could do it all day long just to drive him nuts. Unlike some women's' glares, Glinda's made her even more strikingly beautiful than she already was. Her eyes glowed with fury and her soft lips formed into a perfect thin line. He didn't know what it was but her glare was like a burning pleasure in his chest.

Oz was about to open his mouth to attempt another pointless excuse until a bright firey explosion came from behind them. They both jumped in shock. Glinda nearly collapsed against Oz as small fireworks set off in the room.

"What is this?" She yelled as he helped her up, but kept his arm around his waist. When he didn't answer she couldn't help but watch as the bright colors began to form a bundle of words; 'Happy Birthday Glinda'

Glinda's eyes widened in a sudden awareness. It indeed was her birthday; she had completely forgotten. Before she could say anything to a smiling Oz, the doors burst open and a rush of people flowed in and piles of confetti fell from the ceiling. Glinda's jaw dropped as one of the cooks rolled in a monstrous pink cake in the form of a castle. Right in the center were the same words that the fireworks had written. Glinda gasped at the sight of the beautiful artwork before her.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY GLINDA!" The crowd cheered. Among them was Finely and Master Tinker how she gave a suspicious smirk, realizing they had known all along.

"Oh, thank you all so much," She said happily, meeting each individual eye.

"No need to thank us ma'am," Master Tinker said, nodding towards the man standing behind her.

Glinda turned just as Oz slipped his hand through hers. "Happy birthday Glinda," He whispered just loud enough for her to hear. "I'm certainly not the best baker in the world, but I had tons of help and I think you'll enjoy it," He said.

Glinda beamed at him lovingly. "Oh, Oscar. It's perfect," She said before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in for a long kiss.

Well what did you think? I dunno I kinda liked it. Not sure how I feel yet. Nonetheless its 3am and im way too tired to revise/edit so im posting it anyway! Let me know what your guys' input is!