It's been a long, long time since I've updated any of my TLW fics. Over two years, I believe. So, I'm going through them one by one and trying to get them all written. I'm so so sorry for not updating in so long. Life has been.. well, insane. And I haven't had time to write much of anything. I hope there are still people interested in my stories.
Marguerite's suspicion that she had gone insane grew with each step that she took. The little dog was prancing along beside her, and the heiress could help but think that she was expected to skip along down the yellow brick road, which was really gold. But that wasn't going to happen. Veronica had been right though. She and the little dog had been traveling for at least a couple of hours, and her feet didn't hurt in the slightest. Eventually, she came to a fork in the road. The yellow bricks continued off in one direction, while a road made up of black bricks branched off into another.
"How strange." Marguerite noted.
The heiress couldn't help but laugh at herself.
"Yes, Marguerite, out of everything you've seen so far, that is definitely the strangest." Marguerite shook her head, a faint smile on her lips.
The little dog gave her a puzzled look.
"And I don't even want to know where you came from." She told it.
"Isn't he yours?" A familiar voice asked.
Marguerite turned to her left, towards the grass meadow that had lined the road for the past hour of her trip.
"Challenger?!" Marguerite exclaimed.
Professor George Challenger, the greatest scientist of his time, was propped up on a stick about ten feet back from the road. He also appeared to be made out of straw.
"What happened to you?" Marguerite asked, moving towards him.
The little dog growled, and barked at the scientist, who now appeared to be a scarecrow. The mutt latched onto Challenger's shoe, and tried to rip it off.
"Hey!" Marguerite snapped, shooing the dog away. "Cut that out."
"He isn't your dog?" Challenger asked once more.
"Not exactly." Marguerite replied. "He's just along for the ride I guess." The heiress put her hands on her hips and regarded her friend. "Now, what happened to you?"
"Well, they made me to keep the crows away." Challenger told her. "But it's such a boring, lonely life."
"They? They who?" Marguerite asked.
"Why, the farmer and his wife, of course."
"Oh, yes, of course they did." Marguerite replied. "Challenger, are you feeling all right?"
"I'd feel a lot better if you would help me down from here." Challenger offered. "And I would be forever in your debt."
Marguerite did just that, much to the dog's displeasure.
"Oh, go away." Marguerite snapped at it when it refused to stop barking.
The dog was quiet immediately, giving Marguerite what almost appeared to be a hurt look. But that was just insane. Like everything else, it seemed.
"Ah, thank you." Challenger said, stretching. "How can I ever repay you?"
"Well, you can tell me what's going on for one thing." Marguerite grumbled. She had had just about enough of this foolishness.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean." Challenger looked quite confused.
"Come on Challenger.. where am I? And if you say Oz.."
"Where else would you be?" Challenger interrupted. "Oz is the only place there is."
Marguerite couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"No, there's the plateau, and England, and all those other realities, remember? Your theory on shifting planes, and all that."
A light bulb clicked on in Marguerite's head.
"That's it. I must have stumbled into one of those shifting plane thingies."
"Did you say my theory?" Challenger asked, amazed. "I have a theory on.. whatever it was you said? It sounds very complicated."
"You have theories on everything Challenger.. what has gotten into you?" Marguerite sounded a little worried.
"A mouse, once, last fall." Challenger sounded proud. "Burrowed into my side and stayed there until spring."
Marguerite sighed.
"And I thought I'd gone insane."
"Where are you headed?" The staw-Challenger questioned.
"Where ever this yellow brick road takes me, I guess." Marguerite said, looking over her shoulder at the more-gold-than-yellow road.
"Oh!" Challenger exclaimed "Are you going to see the wizard?"
"He's the only one who can get me home." Marguerite replied. "And I really don't want to say in.. uh, Oz, any longer than I have to."
"Can I come? Please?" Challenger practically begged. "I've always wanted to see the wizard. Maybe he can give me a brain."
"A what?" Marguerite almost laughed. "Why would you want two?"
"But I haven't even got one." Challenger replied, puzzled. "When the farmer stuffed me, he forgot to give me one. I've got nothing but straw up here." Challenger pointed to his head.
"You're kidding, right?" Marguerite said, obviously not believing him.
"Take a look for yourself." Challenger removed his hat, and bent over so Marguerite could see into his head. "See?"
He was right. Nothing but straw.
"Well then, I guess you'd better come too." Marguerite relented. "Even if you can't figure out a way to get us home, it'll be good to have some company. Besides the little fea bag over there, I mean."
The little dog barked at that, seemingly taking offence to the heiress' comment.
"Just, tell me what that is." Marguerite indicated the different colored bricks.
"That's the black brick road." Challenger told her. "It leads to the sapphire city."
"What about the yellow brick road?" Marguerite asked. "Where does it lead?"
"Emerald city, of course." Challenger replied. "You're following it, and you don't even know where it leads? That can be very dangerous."
"A friend told me to come this way." Marguerite shrugged. "Or.. at least, I think she was a friend. She looked like a friend, anyway."
Challenger frowned.
"I don't think I understood that."
"Never mind." Marguerite sighed. She seemed to be doing that a lot. "Let's just find this wizard, get your brain, and get me out of here."
The little dog barked.
"We'll get you a bone, or something." Marguerite assured it.
The dog seemed pleased by that, and continued to prance along between the heiress, and the scarecrow-scientist. They were off to see the Wizard. The wonderful Wizard of Oz.
I'm hoping to have the next chapter up sometime this week. And keep an eye out for new chapters on the rest of my TLW fics. Hopefully I'll have them all completed in the next couple of months. Again, sorry for making everyone wait so long for these new chapters. Feel free to yell at me in your reviews lol. Also, I hope you liked this chapter. Like I said, expect more updates soon.
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Marguerite's suspicion that she had gone insane grew with each step that she took. The little dog was prancing along beside her, and the heiress could help but think that she was expected to skip along down the yellow brick road, which was really gold. But that wasn't going to happen. Veronica had been right though. She and the little dog had been traveling for at least a couple of hours, and her feet didn't hurt in the slightest. Eventually, she came to a fork in the road. The yellow bricks continued off in one direction, while a road made up of black bricks branched off into another.
"How strange." Marguerite noted.
The heiress couldn't help but laugh at herself.
"Yes, Marguerite, out of everything you've seen so far, that is definitely the strangest." Marguerite shook her head, a faint smile on her lips.
The little dog gave her a puzzled look.
"And I don't even want to know where you came from." She told it.
"Isn't he yours?" A familiar voice asked.
Marguerite turned to her left, towards the grass meadow that had lined the road for the past hour of her trip.
"Challenger?!" Marguerite exclaimed.
Professor George Challenger, the greatest scientist of his time, was propped up on a stick about ten feet back from the road. He also appeared to be made out of straw.
"What happened to you?" Marguerite asked, moving towards him.
The little dog growled, and barked at the scientist, who now appeared to be a scarecrow. The mutt latched onto Challenger's shoe, and tried to rip it off.
"Hey!" Marguerite snapped, shooing the dog away. "Cut that out."
"He isn't your dog?" Challenger asked once more.
"Not exactly." Marguerite replied. "He's just along for the ride I guess." The heiress put her hands on her hips and regarded her friend. "Now, what happened to you?"
"Well, they made me to keep the crows away." Challenger told her. "But it's such a boring, lonely life."
"They? They who?" Marguerite asked.
"Why, the farmer and his wife, of course."
"Oh, yes, of course they did." Marguerite replied. "Challenger, are you feeling all right?"
"I'd feel a lot better if you would help me down from here." Challenger offered. "And I would be forever in your debt."
Marguerite did just that, much to the dog's displeasure.
"Oh, go away." Marguerite snapped at it when it refused to stop barking.
The dog was quiet immediately, giving Marguerite what almost appeared to be a hurt look. But that was just insane. Like everything else, it seemed.
"Ah, thank you." Challenger said, stretching. "How can I ever repay you?"
"Well, you can tell me what's going on for one thing." Marguerite grumbled. She had had just about enough of this foolishness.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean." Challenger looked quite confused.
"Come on Challenger.. where am I? And if you say Oz.."
"Where else would you be?" Challenger interrupted. "Oz is the only place there is."
Marguerite couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"No, there's the plateau, and England, and all those other realities, remember? Your theory on shifting planes, and all that."
A light bulb clicked on in Marguerite's head.
"That's it. I must have stumbled into one of those shifting plane thingies."
"Did you say my theory?" Challenger asked, amazed. "I have a theory on.. whatever it was you said? It sounds very complicated."
"You have theories on everything Challenger.. what has gotten into you?" Marguerite sounded a little worried.
"A mouse, once, last fall." Challenger sounded proud. "Burrowed into my side and stayed there until spring."
Marguerite sighed.
"And I thought I'd gone insane."
"Where are you headed?" The staw-Challenger questioned.
"Where ever this yellow brick road takes me, I guess." Marguerite said, looking over her shoulder at the more-gold-than-yellow road.
"Oh!" Challenger exclaimed "Are you going to see the wizard?"
"He's the only one who can get me home." Marguerite replied. "And I really don't want to say in.. uh, Oz, any longer than I have to."
"Can I come? Please?" Challenger practically begged. "I've always wanted to see the wizard. Maybe he can give me a brain."
"A what?" Marguerite almost laughed. "Why would you want two?"
"But I haven't even got one." Challenger replied, puzzled. "When the farmer stuffed me, he forgot to give me one. I've got nothing but straw up here." Challenger pointed to his head.
"You're kidding, right?" Marguerite said, obviously not believing him.
"Take a look for yourself." Challenger removed his hat, and bent over so Marguerite could see into his head. "See?"
He was right. Nothing but straw.
"Well then, I guess you'd better come too." Marguerite relented. "Even if you can't figure out a way to get us home, it'll be good to have some company. Besides the little fea bag over there, I mean."
The little dog barked at that, seemingly taking offence to the heiress' comment.
"Just, tell me what that is." Marguerite indicated the different colored bricks.
"That's the black brick road." Challenger told her. "It leads to the sapphire city."
"What about the yellow brick road?" Marguerite asked. "Where does it lead?"
"Emerald city, of course." Challenger replied. "You're following it, and you don't even know where it leads? That can be very dangerous."
"A friend told me to come this way." Marguerite shrugged. "Or.. at least, I think she was a friend. She looked like a friend, anyway."
Challenger frowned.
"I don't think I understood that."
"Never mind." Marguerite sighed. She seemed to be doing that a lot. "Let's just find this wizard, get your brain, and get me out of here."
The little dog barked.
"We'll get you a bone, or something." Marguerite assured it.
The dog seemed pleased by that, and continued to prance along between the heiress, and the scarecrow-scientist. They were off to see the Wizard. The wonderful Wizard of Oz.
I'm hoping to have the next chapter up sometime this week. And keep an eye out for new chapters on the rest of my TLW fics. Hopefully I'll have them all completed in the next couple of months. Again, sorry for making everyone wait so long for these new chapters. Feel free to yell at me in your reviews lol. Also, I hope you liked this chapter. Like I said, expect more updates soon.
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