I have stupidly forgotten to mention that I don't own any of the characters used. Except for one that I made up. I do own the words that don't appear to be words when you see them. This is all randomly planned out as well so just you know go with it. It's that simple. I'll write another one which is serious, sort of. This is supposed to make you laugh though.

A letter went out two days ago to the author of Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West. Gregory Maguire was told to come to a TV station in New York City today. He arrived there in nice clothes like someone important. People directed him to a studio in the back where he was told to go backstage quickly. He was late. He ran inside the room where voices could be heard. There stood Glinda in a beautiful pink dress right in front of him. Another man he didn't know was talking and Boq the munchkinlander was sitting off to the side by the wall of the small room. What he thought was Fiyero sat in a corner with his arms crossed and glaring at the floor. Three characters from Oz in one room. What? He entered and approached the man who had been speaking.

"What's going on?" He asked glancing back at the people behind him. The man smirked slightly and then nodded to himself.

"Good. You're here. Now we are only missing one more." He said checking something on the clipboard.

"Yes, but what is going on?" He demanded shrugging confused now. Glinda approached him from behind and grabbed his shoulder.

"They won't tell us. So, we're all here and should at least be friends." She said smiling at him as he turned around to face her and the man left the room closing the door behind him.

"I'm..." She began extending her hand to him.

"Glinda Upland." He said looking around the room annoyed at not being able to know what was happening. Glinda pulled her hand back in shock and Boq leaned forward as Fiyero looked up. "You are Fiyero of the Arjikis." He said to him in the corner. "You are Boq of Munchkinland." He finished nodding in turn to each of them as he said their names. Each one looked up with a look of surprise on their face as their name was said. Fiyero shook his head and stood up to his full height. Which was much taller than Gregory himself was.

"Alright you know who we are, but who are you?" He asked as Glinda also leaned forward to listen for the answer and Boq stood up.

"I am Gregory Maguire. I wrote a book about..." Just as he spoke the door behind him opened slowly and a figure stood there in the doorway. The man was behind her and pushed her inside less than gently.

"Alright. Now we have everyone." He said checking his clipboard again and closing the door. The figure's hat was pulled down to cover her eyes and her hands were hidden under her cloak.

"Out of all of you am I the only one who dressed for this place." She said walking past Glinda and the to Boq and stopping in front of Fiyero.

"Perhaps we didn't know how to dress." Glinda said to her turning back to Gregory and crossing her arms. Boq looked at her and then at his own munchkin clothes. The figure eyed Fiyero's clothing and smirked.

Gregory knowing who it was now looked at Glinda who was determinedly not looking behind her.

"About her." He finished looking at the Witch now turning to face him and smiling slightly under the brim of her hat.

"Oh, really? Now isn't that interesting?" She said removing her hat and letting her hair unfurl down her back and showing her whole face. The door opened again and the same man addressed them now without the clipboard.

"Now that everyone has arrived," He said shooting a look at Elphaba who glared back with her piercing black eyes, scaring him. "the show can finally begin." He said leaving the door open for them to follow as he left.

"Show?" The group echoed leaving the room behind him with Elphaba behind them.