I guess I must have pissed off Scarecrow pretty bad. For the past 10 minutes, we had been standing with our backs facing each other. I was getting sick of this silence. Even the shrimps singing back in tiny town would be better than this. Well, maybe not.
Sighing, I turn around to face his back. Nice ass. Damn, he and Matt really do look alike. Okay, off topic there, girl......... "Look, would you please say something? I don't care what sort of weird Hannibal Lecter shit you are into, I just wanna get out of here."
Scarecrow turned around. "I don't want to EAT a brain, but I want one for my head. I don't HAVE one."
WTF? "You don't have a brain? You are walking/talking/breathing/pissing-me-off so you must have a brain. I mean, Trish can do all those things, and she hasn't got much more than that in there, but that's a different story."
"But I don't have a brain, I only have straw!!" Matt/Scarecrow protested pointing to his head.
"Yes, you do!!" He was starting to piss me off too.
"No, I don't!!"
"DO!"
"DON'T!"
"DO!"
"DON'T!"
I was getting REALLY pissed off. "Alright!! Alright!!! If you want a stupid brain so much, where do you plan on getting on? I'm so sorry, I must have missed the road sign that pointed the way to the Neurologist!"
"You said you were going to see the Wizard, right? Well the Wizard can get me a brain!!" He looked very proud. Freak. Alright, what now Lita? Think, think. I look over to IT again. He is smiling. Uh-oh. He starts to dance. NOOOO!!! "Do? Why, if I had a brain, I could -
I could while away the hours,
Conferrin' with the flowers,
Consultin' with the rain.
And my head I'd be scratchin'
While my thoughts were busy hatchin'
If I only had a brain.
I'd unravel every riddle
For any individ'le....."
Oh no. Not again. Arrrgghhhh!!! More singing. Well, not this time. Without warning, I grab Scarecrow's head, stuff his neck under my arm, raise my free arm, and Twist-of-Fate'ed him. A few seconds later, he was lying on the ground, rubbing his neck. Good, maybe that'll shut him up! I kneel next to him.
"Hurt's, don't it?" He nodded. I smiled. "Good. You start singing like a drunken drag queen again, next time I'll GORE your ass. Understand?" He nodded again. I grinned. "Good. We understand each other." I tousled his hair, and stood up, looking around. Now, onto Oz!!!!
Sighing, I turn around to face his back. Nice ass. Damn, he and Matt really do look alike. Okay, off topic there, girl......... "Look, would you please say something? I don't care what sort of weird Hannibal Lecter shit you are into, I just wanna get out of here."
Scarecrow turned around. "I don't want to EAT a brain, but I want one for my head. I don't HAVE one."
WTF? "You don't have a brain? You are walking/talking/breathing/pissing-me-off so you must have a brain. I mean, Trish can do all those things, and she hasn't got much more than that in there, but that's a different story."
"But I don't have a brain, I only have straw!!" Matt/Scarecrow protested pointing to his head.
"Yes, you do!!" He was starting to piss me off too.
"No, I don't!!"
"DO!"
"DON'T!"
"DO!"
"DON'T!"
I was getting REALLY pissed off. "Alright!! Alright!!! If you want a stupid brain so much, where do you plan on getting on? I'm so sorry, I must have missed the road sign that pointed the way to the Neurologist!"
"You said you were going to see the Wizard, right? Well the Wizard can get me a brain!!" He looked very proud. Freak. Alright, what now Lita? Think, think. I look over to IT again. He is smiling. Uh-oh. He starts to dance. NOOOO!!! "Do? Why, if I had a brain, I could -
I could while away the hours,
Conferrin' with the flowers,
Consultin' with the rain.
And my head I'd be scratchin'
While my thoughts were busy hatchin'
If I only had a brain.
I'd unravel every riddle
For any individ'le....."
Oh no. Not again. Arrrgghhhh!!! More singing. Well, not this time. Without warning, I grab Scarecrow's head, stuff his neck under my arm, raise my free arm, and Twist-of-Fate'ed him. A few seconds later, he was lying on the ground, rubbing his neck. Good, maybe that'll shut him up! I kneel next to him.
"Hurt's, don't it?" He nodded. I smiled. "Good. You start singing like a drunken drag queen again, next time I'll GORE your ass. Understand?" He nodded again. I grinned. "Good. We understand each other." I tousled his hair, and stood up, looking around. Now, onto Oz!!!!