Hi all! As you may be able to tell, I've decided to try my hand at an Oz/Glinda fic. I am currently in love with the movie Oz the Great and Powerful, and I absolutely adore these two as a couple.
Just a couple of notes before you read, there are flashbacks in this, which are presented in italics. Thoughts too are presented in italics, which switches to normal font within the flashbacks. Also, I don't know if the whole thing I came up with for Oz and a mortal form is even plausible, but for this story it works so I don't care :P
I also apologize for any spelling/grammar errors as I wrote this on my ipod rather than my computer, and even though I did extensive editing, I may have missed some things. Anyway, on with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Oz the Great and Powerful or any of its characters, settings, or plots. All of it belongs to the wonderful Disney :)
It had been a few months since the defeat of Theodora and Evanora, and the reconstruction of Oz was well underway. Oz stood on a balcony of the Emerald Palace and looked out over the city in great pride. He was a busy man; spending much of his time as the floating, smoky head in the throne room listening to people's problems and requests and coming up with ways to help them. But he also went out and helped out in the various areas of Oz when he could, as well as going out and handling his duties as the new king of Oz.
Of course that hadn't been easy; he was supposed to be dead, or at least Oscar Diggs was. But a conversation with Glinda one night made him realize that he is the great wizard and should not be confined to being a floating head. Initially he had had her try to change his appearance with magic to better help the charade of the wizard, but after a particularly nasty incident he decided against it.
In the end he became Oscar Diggs again, claiming that since it was the mortal form he had previously been in, he would be more comfortable like this when he had to take on a mortal form. While he was worried about it at first he became less so when the two sisters didn't reappear, and in the end he was very glad that he had allowed Glinda to talk him into it. It made things much easier for him; his duties, tending to his new family, his relationship with Glinda.
Glinda. Before taking on a mortal form again he had thought that their relationship would likely not last long as they could not be at all public about it. This had meant no real future for it. But now they could be public, and Glinda had assured him that she didn't care whether he was a real man or a floating head, she loved him either way. This was something Oz thought he would never experience; despite Annie, as he knew he couldn't be the man she needed and deserved, spending too much time traveling and womanizing. But Glinda had changed that for good, and there was no way in hell he was going to screw this up. He still remembered their conversation that night.
"You know you should come with me sometime. " Glinda said as they discussed the recent diplomatic duties that had come up while getting ready for bed one night. "It is possible you know."
"How Glinda? I'm supposed to be dead, I can't just walk outside the palace whenever I feel like it." He sighed as he thought of all the problems that this could cause their relationship.
"You're the great and powerful wizard are you not? You have more power than Oz has ever seen before, you are not bound by what form you have taken on to defeat the sisters."
"What are you saying Glinda? That I can just leave palace and claim that I took on a mortal form again, the people of Oz have to believe you know that." Though there is nothing more I would like.
"I didn't say it would be simple, but I do believe that we could keep up the charade while giving you a mortal form so you can have a fairly normal life."
Oscar laughed, "Glinda, my life became anything but normal when that twister brought me here. But I have to admit; I am intrigued, what do you think we'd need to do?"
Glinda looked thoughtful for a moment, "Well we'll need a decent cover story, with a full out announcement. It can't be simple sounding to them, like you said they need to believe. That should be very possible as long as we give them something to believe in."
"Okay, so maybe we can get the citizens of Oz to believe without too many difficulties. What about Theodora and Evanora though? If they hear I have taken on a new mortal form who knows what they'll plan. What if they show up while we are out somewhere and kill me? That's kind of a very real possibility."
Glinda chuckled, "I think I have a way around that, but you're just going to have to trust me on that."
"Wait, you mean you're not going to tell me?"
Glinda shook her head,"Nope. You'll just need to be patient and find out when the time is right."
Oscar sighed, "Alright. But what should be done about my appearance? We should at least try to change it, shouldn't we? I mean, you can do that with magic, can't you?"
"Well it's really quite difficult to do," She paused in thought for a moment. "But I suppose I owe it to you to at least try."
Glinda had spent the next few days doing extensive research on the topic before attempting it. Oscar grimaced as he remembered how it had turned out.
"Alright, I think I have a fairly good idea of how this works. You're just going to have to stay very still, okay?"
Oscar nodded and sat down on the chair Glinda had provided him. He adjusted himself until he was in a comfortable position and then stopped moving. Once Glinda was sure that he was perfectly still she began the process murmuring words that Oscar couldn't understand. All seemed to be going well until Oscar began to feel very sharp pain in his head.
"Oscar? Oh my Goodness, Oscar! Oh my, what have I done?" Glinda began to panic, 'Oh no, please let this be reversible.'
Oscar got up, looked in the mirror, and was shocked to find that his head now looked horribly disfigured. His head was covered in lumps and bumps, he was now bald, and his eyes reminded him of a swamp. But none of that mattered to him right now, not with Glinda panicking behind him.
Oscar turned around to face her, "Glinda it's alright, please calm down."
"Alright! How could you say it's alright? Look at what I've done to you! How could you possibly not be mad at me?" She began to cry, tears rolling down her cheeks.
He pulled her into his arms and allowed her to bury her face in his shirt as she cried. "Because I know you didn't mean to, and I know that you'll be able to undo it. But you won't be able to if you don't calm down. Please, just take a deep breath."
Glinda took a few deep, shuddery breaths and after a few moments had calmed down. She allowed Oscar to hold her for a moment more then pulled away from him. "Well I suppose I better fix this mess I created now. Just allow me one moment to look up the reverse spell so I don't mess this up too. " She went over to one of the bookshelves and pulled a book off it, opening it to a page and studying it intently. After a moment she closed it and came back over to Oscar. "Okay, same as before sit perfectly still. Don't worry, this should only take a moment."
Oscar sat still and listened as Glinda murmured more words he didn't understand. It was only a couple moments after she fell silent that he spoke again, "Did it work?"
"Oh thank goodness, yes it did. You're back to your old self again, I'm so sorry for what I did." She looked at the ground, her bottom lip quivering again.
Oscar quickly glanced in the mirror and was relieved to see that he truly was back to normal. That was one problem down, now to deal with an upset Glinda. "Why are you sorry? You did nothing wrong; everyone makes mistakes, it's a part of life."
"But what if I had done something worse, or even irreversible? I wouldn't be able to live with myself, how could I expect you to live with me?" Tears threatened to spill out of her eyes again.
"I'd have no problems with you because I know that you would never do anything bad to anyone, let alone me, on purpose. So what if you screwed something up? You had my best intentions at heart."
Glinda smiled up at him, "What did I do to deserve you?"
"You were just your perfect, beautiful self." He pulled her into his arms with a chuckle, but quickly became serious again. "Listen Glinda, after this, I don't think that continuing with this idea is a good idea. Don't worry; trust isn't the issue, I just don't want you to regret anything especially in the case of another incident like this. What do you think?"
"I have to agree with you. I don't think I could handle another incident like this, it was terrifying at best." Glinda shuddered, "But there is still the matter of giving the people something to believe in, how do we do that?" She looked up at Oscar expectantly.
"So we tell them that I'm more comfortable in this form, that should be easily believable don't you think?"
"That sounds perfectly believable to me." Glinda replied, giving him a peck on the lips.
It had been just a few days later that they had announced the wizard's taking on of a mortal form again. And Glinda had done an unexpected demonstration that had everyone believing that the sisters would not try anything; she had his ethereal form appear without the use of the praxinoscope. It had been brilliant and it had made for a funny joke later when Oscar told Glinda he had become a bad influence on her, turning her into a con.
"You ought to stop spending so much time with me; I'm clearly a bad influence, you've turned into quite the con artist."
"There's nothing wrong with conning people if it's for the greater good. You may have influenced me I'll admit, but I have no intentions of spending less time with you."
Oscar shook his head and brought himself back to the present. Glinda had certainly proven that statement true, she and him had spent much of their free time together, either alone or with their little makeshift family. He smiled and turned away from the balcony, heading back inside the palace.
He walked along the corridors acknowledging various workers of the palace as he passed by them. Soon he came across his and Glinda's chambers and noticed the door was open and she was sitting gazing out the window, apparently deep in thought. Oscar smiled and walked up to her wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. "Penny for your thoughts."
Glinda sighed, "I don't know, there have been things that I've been contemplating but I may just be over thinking them. I just really don't know." She leaned back against the wizard, allowing herself to soak up his warmth.
"Well if you told me what it is, maybe I could help you. What's bothering you my dear?" He pressed a kiss to the top of her head in comfort.
"I don't know," Glinda hesitated for a moment. "How do you feel about our relationship? Do you truly love me?"
"Glinda, I," Oscar was at a loss for words. He had had no clue that Glinda had been feeling this way.
Glinda abruptly pulled out of arms and strode over to the other side of the room. "Oh I just knew it," Tears filled her eyes and she struggled to prevent them from falling.
"Hey now," Oscar went over to her side. "You have no need to doubt the fact that I love you, I truly do. Seriously Glinda, what brought this on?"
"Don't deny the fact that you were and for all I know, still are a player. Do you not think that gives me even a slight right to be at all worried?" She paused a moment and thought about what she had just said. "Oh goodness, what did I just accuse you of? I'm so sorry Oscar!"
Oscar didn't know what to feel. She was right, he had been a player, but he had thought he had proven that those days were over. He also wondered how he didn't notice the fact that she very obviously felt insecure. Everything these past few months had been going so well between them, and he pondered what could have possibly brought this on. "There is no one I've ever wanted more than I want you. I, Oscar Diggs, am completely in love with you, Glinda the Good Witch of the South, and there is nothing that can be done to make me change my mind about that."
She chuckled, "Of course you would say something corny like that. But thank you, I needed to hear that." She paused a moment. "I guess I have nothing to worry about then."
"Let me prove that to you further, did I ever tell you about Annie?"
"Who's Annie?"
"Annie is a girl that I knew back in Kansas. A girl for which, I would have done anything. Despite being the player that I was, I was also in love with her." Glinda gasped. "Yes I know. But the day of the twister she came to me and told me that another man had proposed to her, and that she had wanted to tell me about it first. A part of me wanted to ask her to run away with me to be together, but I knew that I couldn't be the man she deserved, that she needed. So I let her go. I congratulated her on her engagement and wished her the best, but not before telling her that I loved her one last time."
Glinda wiped the tears off her face, "That's an incredibly moving story Oscar; but how is it supposed to prove your point to me and make me feel better?" If anything it's making me feel worse right now, she thought glumly.
"Because what I felt for Annie is only a fraction of what I feel for you. I didn't think it possible back then, but with you I just knew. Even from the first time I saw your face. I love you, and my greatest wish is to marry you when the time is right and live our lives together." He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on her lips.
"So you wish to marry me, huh?" Glinda said once he had pulled away. "When did you decide upon this?"
"I think I always knew, but I fully realized it the first time that I kissed you, after we had defeated the sisters."
"Glad to hear, because I too have the same intentions. Someday when Oz is rebuilt and the major politics have calmed down. But for now there is too much to worry about."
Oscar wrapped his arms around Glinda again, "I completely agree. And I love you."
She smiled into his chest, "I love you too Oscar." She pulled away with a smirk, "As long as we're on the subject of marriage; what's your opinion on kids?"
"Umm, kids are umm, wow. You know, I think there's some work that needs to be done in the throne room, so umm, I'm going to go do it. See you later love." With that he blew out of the room leaving behind a laughing Glinda who followed him out into the corridor.
"Don't think I'll let you get away with this forever, we will get back to this topic someday," She called after him before breaking down in laughter again. Well, he may be a goof sometimes, but he's my goof and that's all that matters.
Well, this turned out almost better than I expected. Especially considering I just started writing this because I wanted to write something for Oz/Glinda, I didn't really have a plot in mind just some elements I wanted to see.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it, let me know what you think. I have some wonderful cookies I made after the last time I tried to raid the dark side's cookies didn't go so well for those who review :)