The Wizard of Oz is on TV right now. I own it, and can never really bring myself to watch it... But I can't resist if it's ON!! Dorothy just met the Scarecrow, and he said, "Oh, I'm a failure because I haven't got a brain!"
And I love him.
Where to go from here? Fiyero always found himself in these situations, leading his men, searching for Elphaba. Always hoping he'd find himself alone and near enough to grab her.
He wished he could think like her, somehow get inside her head, but he knew that he was barely smart enough to keep up when she explained her thought process step-by-step, let alone manage to guess what her beautiful brain was concocting when he was miles away from her.
He looked down both streets, lost and hopeless. "Oh, I'm a failure because I haven't got a brain," he sighed, heartbroken.
P.S. In the tenth grade, I was Dorothy in the school production. I had to fight for it, because at 5'10", I'm not exactly "childlike". The guy who played the Scarecrow was the sweetest, most wonderful guy in the entire world. So I guess this is dedicated to him.
P.P.S. Apparently I'm attempting drabbles, now... Oh, brother!
