Chapter 3

I've got 4 things so for to relate to WICKED

1. Castle the TV show

2. Miss Congeniality (movie with Sandra Bullock)

Miserables

4. the color purple

Here we go:

Castle-now I don't know much about this TV show except that it's a bunch of police looking into murder cases and the like so this is a bit difficult for me. Well, the Gale Forxe was the WIZARD's secret police that did his dirty work and looked into stuff like that.(Elphaba mainly) So thats that.

Miss Congeniality- I love this movie and this is fairly simple. Sandra Bullock's character was undercover for quite a while. In the novel, Elphaba was undercover for at least 5 years in the Emerald City as a part of a revolutionary movement. To protect the Animals and other things.

Les Miserables- I don't know much about this either but it's pretty much about outcasts trying to find a place in the world. (at least that's what I understand from the little I know). Elphaba, no matter where you look, is just trying to find her niche, and it's not working out very well, is it? So out cast/misfit factor there.

The color purple- much to easy. I have colors for most wicked characters. Elphaba=green(duh!) Fiyero=blue(smexy diamonds), Boq=yellow/orange, etc. Nessarose is purple. Why, I don't know. Red and/or silver just don't work so she gets purple.

Onto the story!

Chapter 3

As Elphaba was gone, the munchkins thought it was safe to get up. Why they were on the ground in the first place baffles me, they'd just get stepped on. I seriously though about doing that for a second-they got up before I could act on my thought though. " It seems you've made a terrible enemy of the Wicked Witch, and you can't stay in Munchkinland forever." I groaned inwardly, I knew where this was going.

"I know that, so how do I get home?" Hey, you know how! I thought, click your heels three times and repeat 'there's no place like home! Well, I countered myself, there's a certain Witch that needs the shoes and a certain Wizard that needs a good kick in a sensitive spot. True.

"There's only one person with enough power to get you back to this Texaz, The Wizard of Oz!" This is going to painful. I sighed with annoyance and resignation.

"How do I get there?"

"Just follow the Yellow Brick Road." She waved her wand to gesture the approximate location of that one road I'd be following the whole time. Before the Munchkins could burst into 'Follow the Yellow Brick Road'

I hurried my butt out of there and soon enough I reached the cornfield where a certain Scarecrow should be. I looked around for crows and Crows, not one in sight. Then a whole flock of them landed in the corn a few feet from me and I heard annoyed shouts. And here we go. I walked towards the shouts and saw the Scarecrow trying to vat away crows with no success. I did the weird roar thing I am able to do and all the crows flew away. "How did you do that?" The Scarecrow asked incrediculously.

"Which, scaring the crows away or the growl?"

"Both!"

"I scared the crows by growling and making them think I was a preditory creature and I'm not sure how I can growl, I just can."

"Well it sure did scare 'em! I'm so brainless I can't even scare a crow!"

"Oh, you're not brainless Fiyero, you just pretend to be."

"There's no pretense here, I happen to ge genuinely brainless and deeply stupid."

"No you're not, or you wouldn't know what those words mean. Now, I'm going to get you down, you'll have to work with me here." I went behind the pole and looked for something that might let him slip down with ease. I found a small nail that seemed to be holding the entirety of him up and quickly pulled it out. He slipped out immediately.

"Thanks!"

"No problem, you know I'm on my way to see the Wizard-maybe you could ask him for something."

"You think he'd give me what I want?" Not really, he never really gave them anything in the first place.

"Sure, isn't that his job, to help people? If he does his job well I'm sure he can get you what you want."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go see the Wizard!" We started down the road again and I began to wonder who this Scarecrow really is.