Category: Star Wars / Stargate SG-1 crossover, Humor, Action / Adventure, Drama

Spoilers: none

Season/Sequel info: Takes place during season Stargate's 3, after FIAD.

Rating: PG-13

Content Warnings: none

Summary: Looks like they've found themselves in yet another movie. (Jack may come to regret all those Wizard of Oz references.)

Feedback: Feedback is welcome and very much appreciated at callea_veda@poetic.com

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Before anyone could utter another comment, the air around them filled with cheerful music. All of their eyes grew wide as they saw large group of short, plump people dancing in front of them billowing a chorus of "We represent the Lollipop Guild, the Lollipop Guild."

O'Neill shook his head and rubbed his eyes, hoping he wasn't seeing what he thought he was. Sam and Daniel just looked at each other, hoping for an explanation. In response to their looks, they each received a shrug from the other. The remaining four party members simply looked confused.

Before one of them had the chance to ask about the current situation, a munchkin approached Sam and inquired, "Are you friends of Dorothy?"

Sam's mouth opened, but it was Jack who spoke. "Yes, where is our little girl from Kansas?"

In answer to the question, the munchkins appeared to be moving themselves into position for a song. Daniel and Sam both groaned inwardly, preparing themselves for the round of 'Follow the Yellow Brick Road' that was inevitably to come.

"She went that way," a deep voice called out. Everyone, including the munchkins, turned their heads to see a stocky munchkin pointing in the direction of the infamous yellow path.

"Roger!" the man who appeared to be the head munchkin shouted. "You've ruined everything," he scolded as he approached the other.

"I saved us from humiliation," Roger retorted. The other munchkins' jaws dropped in shock, and the defiant one carried on. "Did you hear us the last time? We were squeaking all over the place! We need more practice before we go performing in public again!"

Seeing the opportunity to take their leave, the party of four SG-1 members, two Jedi, and a senator slowly crept toward path. As they got farther away, they heard sounds that may or may not have been the beginning of a munchkin brawl.

Continuing down the path, Anakin stepped up to Obi-Wan and whispered, "Master, do you know where we're going or who Dorothy is?"

The older man seemed hesitant to answer, but he finally admitted, "No, I do not."

The two men fell slightly behind the group as Anakin asked, "Don't you think we should know what's going on?"

"Do you feel that we should, Anakin?"

The younger man sighed, sensing his master going into teaching mode where he would answer almost everything with a question, "We should be in charge here. These people barely know what they're doing."

"Are you certain of that?"

"Absolutely," he answered without hesitation.

"Very well. We shall leave then. We'll find our own way out."

"But Master, we don't even know what this place is. We have to at least ask them about it first."

"If we ask them, we have to trust that what they're telling us is accurate and that they are indeed competent and intelligent people. If you feel that they are not, we are better off finding our own way out without the bias of their incompetent notions interfering with our perceptions of this place."

"But..." Anakin stammered.

Obi-Wan stopped and faced his Padawan, asking him sternly, "Do we stay and trust them or do we go, Anakin?" He was genuinely leaving the decision up to the younger man, trusting that he had trained him well enough to make the wise choice. Of course, if he didn't, their task of getting home would become much more difficult.

Feeling the pressure of decision upon him, Anakin began to see things in a new light. He realized he was doing exactly what Master Kenobi was trying to get him to. It irritated him to no end when that happened. To his chagrin, he knew the older man was right. Without the others, they didn't have the slightest clue about where to even begin.

Sighing heavily, he answered, "We'll stay with them."

"Good," Kenobi responded as he turned to catch up to the others. After taking a few steps, he turned back. "Do try to have more patience, Anakin."

"Yes, Master," he replied irritably as he too began to move down the path.

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After they'd been walking for what seemed like a thousand miles to O'Neill's knees, he thought of an idea. Turning to his second in command, he suggested, "Carter, maybe you should try clicking your heels together."

At first, she thought he was joking, but the look on his face indicated his seriousness. "Why me, Sir?"

He didn't respond, which left Sam staring at him in bewilderment. Jack then looked at Daniel and motioned toward Sam with his head.

The colonel was met with a 'why me' look from his friend. Jack's return look implied, 'Just do it. She'll take it better coming from you."

Sighing in resignation, Daniel began, "Because, Sam, you're a..." He saw her giving him a look, challenging him and warning him not to continue his statement, so he quietly finished, "...woman."

Sam's eye grew wide and her voice stern as she turned on Daniel, "That is so sexist!"

"Dorothy was a woman," O'Neill added, trying to save his friend from some of the wrath he'd brought upon him.

"So?!" Sam gasped in disbelief. "Besides, she looks more like Dorothy than me," the major exclaimed, gesturing toward Padme, who stood between the two Jedi.

"We don't want to go to her home! We want to go to yours!" Jack answered.

Daniel sighed and interrupted the disagreement before it got out of hand, "Okay, what if we all do just it together?"

"I'm not clicking my heels together. It's embarrassing," Jack replied stubbornly.

"You expected MajorCarter to do so, O'Neill. It is only fair that you are willing to do it yourself."

He hated it when Teal'c was right. "Okay, I'll do it," he grumbled. "As long as the rest of you are too," he added quickly, looking around at the rest of the group to see if they agreed. The remainder of SG-1 nodded in agreement.

"I am uncertain about what results you hope to attain from clicking your heels together," Obi-Wan stated when Jack's eyes fell upon him.

"You don't just click your heels together. You have to say 'There's no place like home' while you do it," Sam said as though that would clear up the matter.

Seeing the confused looks on the other's faces, Daniel elaborated. "This is another movie we have on our..." He started to say planet, but decided it wasn't appropriate. Then he was about to say reality, when he decided he wasn't sure that was the right term either. He finally settled on, "Where we come from. It's called The Wizard of Oz. The girl, Dorothy, in the movie gets home by clicking her heals together and saying 'There's no place like home' three times."

"Daniel, do you really think that's going to work?" Padme asked skeptically.

"Well...," he started to reply and looked at Sam, whose expression was doubtful. "It couldn't hurt," he finished weakly.