Title: Musings in the Land of Oz
Author: DhampyrX2
Genre: AU
Rating: Pg-13 at best
Summary: Okay I have to admit that I have had various thoughts about the how scenes could have gone differently in Oz the Great and Powerful. What if of different situations. So, this is a repository for various one-shots that might pop into my head here and there.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Don't sue me, I'm poor.
Musing 1: What if Theodora was more upset about what actually happened to her rather than just lashing out at all of Oz in Quadling Country? Some of you might recognize where this one was inspired fairly easily. (Shout out to Elphaba-WWW in particular.)
"Theodora?" the Wizard asked in shock at the sight of the radically changed Wicked Witch of the West.
"May I have this dance?" Theodora asked with a courtly curtsey, all the while making sure Oscar got the best possible view of her cleavage before using her magic to make him dance in the air like a puppet on a string. She would show him that in that department, at least, Glinda could never compare to her. Served the fool right for discarding her like that. Let him see what he could no longer have.
The assembled Tinkers, Quadlings, and Munchkins gasped in horror as their savoir was tossed around by this new Wicked Witch as he shouted half hearted apologies about upsetting her.
"Theodora, that's enough. You're hurting him," Glinda interjected at last, causing Theodora to sneer as she tossed the Wizard against a wall.
"Hurting him?" Theodora screeched. "What about how he hurt me? How he promised we'd be together, and then seduced my sister before skulking off into the night and doing the same to you? You have the nerve to say that I shouldn't make him pay for that? That I shouldn't be angry?" she demanded as she stormed up into Glinda's face.
"Why I... I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding," Glinda said as she tried to calm Theodora's temper, something that had been difficult before whatever Evanora had done to her.
"A misunderstanding? Going to my sister's bedchambers with same lines he used on me and then not even having the nerve to say goodbye before he abandoned us both is a misunderstanding? What next? Are you going to tell me that it's going to start raining farmhouses out of the blue?" Theodora snorted sarcastically.
"Look, Theodora, if what you say is true nobody is denying that you have the right to be a little angry-" Glinda began.
"Oh, I am very angry Glinda. What will it take to convince you and the Wizard that I'm very angry? Should I burn your precious Castle to the ground? Would that prove that I'm very angry?" Theodora inquired with a wicked leer.
"Theodora, there is no reason to resort to violence. The people here have done nothing to you. It was Evanora that was the real Wicked Witch. You know that," Glinda insisted, thinking she could get through to the green skinned woman.
"You're actually defending him? What, has he asked you to be his Queen already? Did he warn you there's a very short expiration date on those promises? Or have you just started sleeping with him already?" Theodora spat.
Glinda, as well as the assembled crowd all gasped in unison at the accusation before Glinda's hand snaked out with a viper's quickness and resounding CRACK filled the air as she slapped Theodora across the cheek as hard as she could. "How dare you accuse me of being a woman of loose morals," Glinda rebuked before her eyes widened at what she had done and the hand not holding her wand went to her mouth in concern.
Theodora held her reddening cheek in shock for a moment, unable to believe that Glinda the Good of all people had actually struck her. It was so out of character for the blond that she began to cackle. In fact she laughed so hard that she ended up hunched over for a moment before righting herself and coldly glaring at the other witch. "Feel better now?" she asked in a monotone one her mirth had subsided.
Glinda was caught off guard by the question but still answered honestly, "Well, yes, I suppose I do."
"Good," Theodora responded with a smirk before he own had struck out with a mighty slap of her own.
SMACK!
"So do I!" Theodora growled with a triumphant smirk.
And with that the two witches circled each other like two boxers getting ready to trade blows. Or perhaps more accurately two angry women about to fight over the same man.
"Oz, what's going on?" Finley asked from where he helped his Master up and watched the proceedings.
"Monkey, remember when you said you thought Theodora really liked me? I think we both might have underestimated how much. And she seems to think I slept with her sister for some reason too," the Wizard responded.
"Did you?" Finley asked with a reproachful look.
"Of course not. The most I did was kissing her hand when Theodora introduced us. Give me a little credit," Oscar replied. "Besides, she was kind of laying it on thick with how I had to save them all in the treasury at the end of the tour she gave me of the city. She was going to tell Theodora all this crazy stuff about how much I'd miss her and pledged my undying love for her when I said I should say goodbye to her before I went to take care of the Wicked Witch. Honestly, I've seen enough con-artists that I got the impression she was trying to play me for a sucker. And then Glinda pretty much proved it after we met her."
What the pair failed to notice, however, was that their conversation was not all that quiet and had attracted the full attention of both Glinda and Theodora, one with a curious expression and the other with a skeptical one.
"Evanora was the one that sent you on your way?" Theodora demanded in a low whisper.
"Um, yes," Oscar replied with a frightened grin.
"You wanted to say goodbye to me? Was this before or after you gave Evanora another music box like mine and started pressing your body against hers?" Theodora spat. "I bet you give one to every girl you meet, you lecher."
For a moment Oz looked guilty until he thought over exactly what Theodora had accused him of. For once it wasn't actually true and he wasn't going to be blamed for something he didn't so. "Theodora, the only person in Oz I gave a music box to was you. I mean, why would I have had more than one on me in the first place? You were there when my balloon crashed. All I have with me are the clothes on my back and my travelling bag. Everything else I own is back in Kansas. Trust me, you got the only one I had that first night we met," he explained.
"But… she showed it to me," Theodora insisted with a look of uncertainty and a glance at Glinda.
"Theodora, do you honestly think the woman that was wicked enough to poison my father and frame me for the crime is somehow above lying to you about someone you were attracted to making a pass at her or using her magic to create an illusion to make you do what she wanted?" Glinda asked patiently.
Theodora stood there dumbstruck for a moment as the words registered with her before her face grew hard again. "It was all for nothing. She made me into this… monster for nothing." She spat. "Evanora, you will pay for this when I see you again! Do you hear me sister?! You will PAY!"
And many miles away in the Emerald City, all a certain adviser to the king could say at the look on her dear sister's face as she watched Theodora shout to the heavens was, "Oh dear, that doesn't look good. I really need to develop one of these that will let me hear what it is the people I watch with it are saying."