As Dib examined the cloud of smoke, he was able to make out the tall, serpentine figure holding the broomstick. He could have sworn that it was Ms. Bitters, except this woman was wearing a tall, pointed hat and had green skin. Dib leaned over to the Almighty Warlocks.
Dib: I thought you said I killed the witch!
W. North: No, you killed the Bitters Witch of the East. This here's the Bitters Witch of the West. You see the difference?
W. South: She's worse than the other one. Much worse. You're in trouble now...
Dib: Why didn't you say anything about her before?
W. South: What, and spoil the mood?
As the Warlock of the South munched on his curly fries, Dib looked at the Irkens, who were cowering behind assorted buildings, statues, and plants.
Dib: And this doesn't count as 'spoiling the mood'?
Before either of the Almighty Warlocks could respond, the Bitters Witch of the West stepped out of the smoke and went towards Dib.
Witch: Who killed my sister?
Dib: Uh, I just got here. You might try looking a few towns over...
The Bitters Witch picked up a pennant, which read "Hail Dib, the witch-killing hero" on the side, looked at the medallion around Dib's neck, which incidentally had his name on it, and glared at Dib. Dib could hear a faint hissing sound coming from nowhere in particular.
Dib: Uh, eheh... It was an accident, really. I didn't mean to kill anybody!
Witch: Is that so... Dib?
Dib: Let me explain...
Come Out (Reprise)
Dib: I can't remember most of it, but here's...
Witch: Stop! No singing! So it was an accident, Dib? I can cause accidents too... and then you'll be doomed... doomed... doomed...
W. North: Well, I hate to break this up, but aren't you forgetting something?
The witch glared at the Warlock of the North.
Witch: Forgetting what?
W. North: The slippers...
Witch: Oh, yes.
The witch slithered over to the spot where her sister's feet were. She was about to take the ruby slippers off her feet when the Almighty Warlock of the North zapped the shoes with his wand and replaced them with a pair of boots. Dib looked down at his own feet and turned red himself as he saw the high heeled ruby slippers on his own feet. Before he could do anything, however, the witch mysteriously appeared behind him.
Dib: Heh, sorry about that...
Dib bent down to take the slippers off, but before he could do anything, the Warlock of the South tapped Dib on the shoulder and shook his head.
W. South: I wouldn't do that if I were you... Their magic must be very powerful or she wouldn't want them so badly.
The witch glared at Dib again. Another hissing noise came from out of nowhere.
W. North: Begone... and stuff!
Witch: Fine. Dib?
Dib: Huh?
Witch: You will be doomed... and your little dog, too!
Dib: But this isn't even my dog...
Before Dib could finish, the witch disappeared in a puff of smoke.
W. North: Whoops, it looks like you've made rather a bad enemy of the Bitters Witch of the West.
Dib: I've made a bad enemy? It wasn't my idea to try on these ridiculous shoes!
W. South: Um... well, it would probably be a good idea for you to get out of Ak anyway.
Dib: Ak? What kind of a name is that for a planet? It sounds like you just took two random letters...
W. South: I know you are, but what am I?
Dib: What does that even mean?
W. North: Moving on... The only person who might be able to help you would be the great and wonderful Wizard of Ak himself.
Dib: Who is he?
W. North: He's very good, but very mysterious. He lives in the Sapphire City, and that's a long journey from here. Did you remember your broomstick?
Dib: Uh... no.
Dib pointed to the horse-drawn carriages that were used in the parade.
Dib: Can I use one of those?
W. South: Are you insured?
Dib: I'm just a kid! Why would I have insurance?
The Almighty Warlocks shrugged.
W. South: Looks like you'll have to walk, then. The Irkens will see you to the border of the city, but then you're on your own.
Dib started to take off the ruby slippers.
W. North: Oh, and Dib?
Dib: Hm?
W. North: Never let those ruby slippers off your feet for a moment, or you will be at the mercy of the Bitters Witch of the West.
Dib: Aw...
W. South: Just follow the Grey Concrete Road... It will take you right to the Sapphire City.
Dib walked towards the road and began his journey out of the Irken City.
Follow the Grey Concrete Road
Dib: Follow the Grey Concrete Road...
Follow the Grey Concrete Road?
W. North and South: Follow the Grey Concrete Road!
Skoodge: Follow the Grey Concrete Road!
Tenn: Follow the Grey Concrete Road!
Larb: Follow the Grey Concrete Road!
Irkens: Follow the Grey Concrete Road!
Follow the Grey Concrete Road!
Follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow the Grey Concrete Road!
Follow the Grey Concrete,
Follow the Grey Concrete,
Follow the Grey Concrete Road!
Off to See the Wizard
Irkens: You're off to see the Wizard,
The Wonderful Wizard of Ak.
He knows a lot about everything,
His mind could not ever lack.
If your mind you ever did try to rack,
To think of his faults, you'd be off track!
Off track, off track, off track, off track, off track!
Because for everything he has a knack!
You're off to see the Wizard,
The Wonderful Wizard of Ak!