Hey everybody! This is the first story co-written by FabalaTiggular and Artemis Tiggular. It's a bit of a crackfic, since last week we were both sick and needed something funny to help us feel better. Artemis came up with the concept, and we both wrote this chapter together. We hope you enjoy what we came up with! :)
Summary: The characters from The Wizard of Oz, Wicked, and The WIZ all find themselves in a big white room, and they have to put up with each other and learn from each other until the cruel authors decide to release them. XD
Disclaimer: Not ours. Sorry. D:
"What… the…. hell?!?!"
For some reason, Dorothy found herself suddenly standing in a big, empty, completely white room. Toto began whining as he jumped out of her arms, looking for an escape route. Dorothy's voice echoed as she yelled out in confusion.
"Where am I? Heeeellllllllooooooooooooo?????? Anybody there? What the crap am I doing here?" But no one answered.
Seconds later, though, a figure began to fade into the room. Slowly, the form of Musical Glinda appeared. She looked around, confused. Dorothy blinked in surprise.
"What in Oz name?!?" she cried, looking around. She turned around and jumped at least five feet back when she saw Dorothy.
"Holy Shiz! What are you doing here?!? What am I doing here??? Am I going nuts or something???" She looked like she was going to start hyperventilating.
"Look, I don't know what's going on… I just got here. I don't know where we are or what we're doing here, so don't look at me for answers." Glinda snorted, a very unladylike sound for her.
"Like I would look to you for anything. You killed my best friend." Dorothy rolled her eyes.
"Oh, please, have you even seen your musical? She lived. Get over it." Musical Glinda stuck her tongue out at her and muttered under her breath, "Stupid bratty farm girl."
She hadn't finished saying it when another figure appeared. This time it was Glinda from the Wizard of Oz. She looked around, totally confused.
"No way. Now I gotta look at that cheap version of me?" Glinda moaned. Glinda turned to her, her hands on her hips.
"What do you mean, cheap version? I'm just as much Glinda the Good as you are."
"I am NOT a forty-something-year-old redhead!" She practically shrieked. She took a few breaths to calm down. "Sorry, I'm just a little confusified at what's going on here. Oh by the way I LOOOOVE your dress!" She ran up to Glinda and admired the obnoxiously fluffy pink concoction that she wore. The two quickly started gossiping over their wardrobe, leaving Dorothy to plop down on the floor and cover her ears.
Once they had gone over every item of footwear they could think of, yet another figure appeared in an even poofier dress than theirs combined. She blinked in confusion and looked around blankly.
"Oh you have got to be kidding me," Musical Glinda whined. "Okay who are you?"
"Well I am Glinda. Glinda the Good," the stranger said with a calm, sagely smile.
"Yeah we know, but from what?" the other Glinda asked, somewhat rudely.
"Oh, well I believe it is called… The WIZ."
"Oh. Whatever," red-headed Glinda said and continued talking about her crown, but stopped when she saw blonde Glinda staring at this new Glinda's dress.
"Omigod. I absotilutely LOOOOOOVE your dress!!!!!" she squealed.
"I thought you absotilutely loved MY dress," red-headed Glinda whined.
"Well I do! I love both of yours!"
"Well I thought mine was better!"
"No, mine is!"
"Mine is!"
"Mine is!"
"Girls! Stop fighting!" Musical Glinda said, quieting them both down. "There's no reason for this. It's quite obvious that ALL of our dresses are lovely! But..." She said, motioning over herself, "it's even more obvious that MY dress is the best!" That got them all going.
"Are you kidding? Leave it to a Broadway chick to think hers costume is the best!" Wizard of Oz Glinda shouted.
"Well yours obviously isn't!" WIZ Glinda said to Oz Glinda.
"Yes, it is!"
"No, mine is!"
"Mine is!"
"Mine is…!" and so on.
Just as Dorothy began to think she was going to lose her sanity, yet another figure came in. This time it was Fiyero.
"FIFI!!!!" Glinda screamed as she practically assaulted him with a hug. Fiyero gasped for breath.
"Glinda?!? What's… going on… here?!? Where in Oz are we?"
"I'm not sure we're in Oz," she said. "We have no idea where we are, actually." Fiyero looked around. "Great…" he said. Suddenly, Glinda punched him in the arm. The tiny blonde had an arm on her.
"Hey! Oz, Glinda, what was that for?" he asked, rubbing his arm.
"I never did get to yell at you for ditching me for Elphie… or running off and getting yourself beaten, or for leaving Oz without telling me. So I'm pretty sure that covers it!" she snapped. "Now if you'll excuse me, I was in a fascinating debate over whether sequins or glitter were more important, and I'd like to get back to it." With that she stomped off and began talking with Other Glinda again.
Then another figure appeared.
"Wow," Dorothy said. "This is getting old really fast." She watched as the Scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz came into view.
"Whoa!" he cried, looking around. In the process he spun around a little too fast and fell, landing right on his rear.
"Hey, Scarecrow," said Dorothy, who had gotten over the shock of it all. She went over and helped Scarecrow up.
"Dorothy? I thought you got back home! What are you doing here? What am I doing here?"
"Yes, it's me, yes, I did, and none of us have any clue what in the hell is going on, so no point in asking," Dorothy summed up at once. Scarecrow nodded, still horribly confused. Just then, Fiyero walked up to them.
"Was I seriously THAT clumsy?" Dorothy nodded.
"Who are you?" Scarecrow asked.
"I'm you," Fiyero answered, pointing to the Scarecrow. When he still seemed confused, Fiyero rolled his eyes.
"I'm you from the musical," he explained.
"Ooohhh…" Scarecrow said, nodding. "Never saw it. But I must say I look good!" Fiyero smiled.
"Hell yeah, you do." Then the Scarecrow (and former Scarecrow) went off, talking. Dorothy sighed. Looked like everyone was getting paired up with their partners and she had nothing to do. So she began absentmindedly patting Toto on the head. Toto whined, not enjoying it all that much, but Dorothy didn't notice.
Everyone was interrupted, though, when yet another person came in. The Glindas all turned to look and see who had come next for two seconds, waved slightly, and turned back to their conversation, which was now involving what type of spell to use to do their hair. The Scarecrows looked up, waved, and gestured for them to come and sit where they were. Cautiously, The Scarecrow from the WIZ walked over to them.
"Hey, fellas. Any idea what's goin' on here?" he asked. They both shook their heads.
"No, but while you're here might as well join the party," Fiyero said.
"Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?" Oz Scarecrow asked him. Wiz Scarecrow shrugged.
"I wouldn't know how," he replied. The Scarecrow plunged himself into thought, trying to figure out where he had seen him before. He kept thinking about something that happened last summer…
When Dorothy was positive that everyone who could possibly arrive was there, yet ANOTHER figure appeared. One holding a scruffy little dog.
"Oh come on! Seriously???" she yelled over the noise of the Glindas debate.
"Wh-what? Where are we?" the new Dorothy squeaked.
"I don't know. Are you supposed to be me?" Kansas Dorothy asked, slightly annoyed that she hadn't gotten a better pairing for her character.
"I-I think so. Wh-what am I doing h-here?" new Dorothy wheezed as she began to tear up.
"I just said I don't know. And why are you crying?"
"I'm j-just s-so s-scared,"
"Well, stop it. It's annoying."
"B-but I'm s-supposed t-to be you."
"HEY!!! … I don't cry that much…"
"Y-yes y-you d-do!"
"AAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!!!"
Over the course of then next hour or so, it seemed that all the versions of Dorothy Glinda, Scarecrow, Tin Man, Cowardly Lion and the Wizard had all shown up. Dorothy had taken to trying to hide from WIZ Dorothy, who was getting clingier by the second. It was rather difficult, seeing as in a big white room there were no hiding spots. At one point she darted behind one of the Lions and buried herself in his fur. WIZ Dorothy walked past, not seeing her, but crying to the Glindas to help her find her new friend- she was so scared to be alone.
Yeah, Kansas Dorothy thought, There's so much to be afraid of when you're stuck a room with a bunch of Movie/Musical characters. The horror.
In all the chaos that came from having fourteen people and two dogs running around and talking, no one even noticed the final three figures come in. That was, until one of the Tin Men (no one was sure who) yelled over the top of everyone, "Look! It's the witches!"
Hehe yeah we both find WIZ Dorothy to be incredibly annoying and whiny and cries WAY too much. No offense but if you've seen that movie you know it's true. :P
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