Chapter 21: Dorothy
Disclaimer: I own this idea, but not any of the characters. Dorothy wonders what the scarecrow's real name is as they head for the Witch's castle.
She stepped out towards the looming castle in the distance. Once again the mysterious scarecrow helped out by saying he knew the way there. He led the way, floppy arms swinging at his sides. She watched him fondly. He had been with her from nearly the beginning, and she was growing incredibly fond of him. She wondered what his name was- if he had a name?
Dorothy skipped up next to him and inquired- what was his name? He stopped and stared strangely at her for a moment, then continued and airily said he didn't have one. He was just- scarecrow. She looked at him, then scooped up Toto in her arms as they passed a sign. It warned them to turn back. She looked at the scarecrow in fear, but was confused by the wrinkle of amusement in his face. Why was he so entertained by the Witch? Were they friends? Related? Maybe- she gulped at the thought.
Maybe she was the one- who had made him.