Chapter1-There's no place like home…But where is home?
Dorothy lay down on her bed, thinking. She couldn't stop thinking about her friends, scarecrow, lion and tinman. She knew that everyone else thought it had all been a dream, and it must have been . Dorothy just couldn't convince herself that it was. Sure, scarecrow was like Hunk. But he wasn't Hunk. Scarecrow was kinder, cleverer, more thoughtful, and a brilliant friend. Tinman was like Hickory, but still wasn't Hickory. He was another person, a kind, feeling person who'd do anything to help. And Lion…Yes, sure Zeke was easily scared. Sure, they looked alike. But Lion was brave, noble, friendly. They were the best friends Dorothy could ever have, and try as she might, Hunk and the others were just workers on the farm. They could never be her friends, not really, and certainly not as good ones as scarecrow, tinman and lion. She missed them so much, but there was nothing she could do. After losing the Ruby slippers, she couldn't return to Oz, and they certainly couldn't come to Kansas.
They belonged in Oz, with talking trees, witches, wizards and deadly poppy fields. They didn't belong anywhere near gray, boring, lonely Kansas. That was her home, she'd thought. But now it felt like she had no home. When she'd been in Oz, all she'd wanted was to get back to Kansas. But now she was in Kansas, all she wanted was to be in Oz. Both places were her home. Oz could be her home if only Aunt Em and Uncle Henry could have a farm their instead. She'd far rather live in Oz then Kansas.
Dorothy sighed as she closed her eyes. She missed her friends so much. She fell asleep, wishing that she could go to Oz just once more.
Dorothy dreamed she was in Oz again. But it wasn't anything like she'd remembered. She looked around and realised that she was in Munchkinland! But it was so different! Instead of blue, the munchkins were covered in dust, grime and mould. The one thing that she recognised was her old house. It was standing in the middle of the land, and it looked just the same as ever. There was a shining blue light surrounding it. It had a sign saying "Here is the house of Dorothy Gales, the saviour of Oz, who killed the Wicked Witch of the East."
Dorothy was horrified at what Munchkinland looked like. Was it possible there was another Wicked Witch in Oz? She was shocked at the thought. Dorothy was just wondering why she was there when she saw Glinda. "Glinda!" she cried "What's going on? Why am I here? Why is Munchkinland like this? Is there another witch?"
Glinda shushed her, looking around worriedly. "Dorothy, we must be careful. I cannot stay long. Neither can you. The thing is, we need your help. I can't tell you more, there's no time. Here are your Ruby Slippers. Take them with you. Use them. And please save us. Be careful Dorothy. I have to go. She's coming!" Dorothy's slippers appeared on her feet. She gasped. She tapped the heels together and said "Take me back to Aunt Em"
Dorothy woke up. Had her dream been real? Had she visited Oz? But what a strange Oz to visit! She looked around. She was back in her bed in Kansas. She sighed. It had just been another dream. She swung her legs out of the bed to get up. She looked down. She gasped.
On her feet were the ruby slippers.
She wanted more then anything to transport herself to Oz, but she knew she couldn't. The slippers must be her imagination. It was just a dream. Wasn't it? She touched the shoes. They were real. Now she had to work out if she really wanted to go back to Oz.
END OF CHAPTER-heres a sneak preview….
DOROTHY: Oh, I wish I was….Somewhere over the rainbow, clouds are blue, ETC ETC.
AUNT EM: Dorothy! Please come along quickly, we must get to that cornfield before nightfall.
DOROTHY: Coming, Aunt Em! (To herself) I wonder if I'll ever get back to Oz?
TOTO: I know what happens! I do!
DOROTHY: YOU can talk!?
TOTO: Of course I can talk! Honestly, you'd think it was you who was made of straw and not the King of Oz! Well, honestly!
DOROTHY: Oh please Toto! Tell me: Will I ever get back to Oz?
TOTO: Hah hah, this is revenge for when you took me to the vets last week! Oh yes, of course its for my own good! Well I'm not buying it! And I'm not telling you anything!
(Dorothy begins to cry)
DOROTHY: Oh please Toto! Please tell me! I can't cope anymore with this! If you don't tell me, I'll….I'll…I'll take you to the vets again!
TOTO: Na nanananaa! I'm not telling you!
DOROTHY: Alright, Toto! This means war!
(She rushes at Toto and pulls his tail while holding him tight in her arms)
TOTO: Alright, Alright! I'll tell you. What happens is…
AUTHORESS: Toto, can't you keep your mouth shut?
TOTO: But she pulled my tail!
AUTHORESS: Well now, that's enough of THAT! You two just calm down. Dorothy, Toto is not telling you a thing. And you are NOT allowed to pull his tail!
DOROTHY: That's not fair! No one here understands me!
AUTHORESS: Sorry, but you're not allowed to give it away.
TOTO: Who are you to order us around anyway?
AUTHORESS: I am the Authoress of this story, and I get to chose what happens next. And just because you read my diaries, Toto, does not give you an excuse to tell Dorothy what happens next!
TOTO: You can't stop me! Come here Dorothy!
(Dorothy runs over to him)
TOTO: What happens next is…
AUTHORESS: I told you I was in charge Toto! Now I have taken away your ability to speak English or any other language which Dorothy understands. Now stop giving the story away and get on with what your Aunt Em told you to do!
DOROTHY: Yes, ma'am. But-
AUTHORESS: NOW, Dorothy!
(Dorothy leaves and Toto races after her, barking loudly)
AUTHORESS: Why can't these characters just behave themselves? Honestly, nearly giving away that there's someone Dorothy knows in that….Oh no! Eavesdroppers! I should have known! Go away and wait for the next chapter, you impatient readers!