A/N: sorry it's taken me so long to post this. I'm out of school now, so I have more time to write, but not as much to be on the computer and post stuff. And then the website wouldn't let me post anything. Also, thank you everyone who's sent in reviews, I hope you like this chapter. Also if Jack and Dorothy's perception of the munchkins offends anyone, I apologize. I don't hold their views at all, but I felt like it was how the characters would react.

"Oz? I don't remember learning about that in geography," Dorothy turned to Glinda. "Won't the Wizard be awfully busy if he's the ruler?"

"I'm sure he could make time for you," Glinda smiled and walked over to Jack. "After all, the you came such a long way." She ran a finger down his sleeve. "And I'm sure there's room at my house if it takes…oh a few days for the Wizard to see you."

Dorothy frowned while Jack shrugged somewhat helplessly and Glinda flirted.

"Well where is this Wizard?"

Slightly annoyed at having her attention taken away from Jack, Glinda whirled to face Dorothy, "In the Emerald City of course. Where else would he be?"

"How are we supposed to get there?"

"I suppose you'll have to walk," Glinda huffed. "After all it's not like I can carry all of you in my bubble. Munchkins? Oh where are you all?" She walked a ways from Jack and started poking the bushes with her wand. "The Wicked Witch and her Giant nephew are gone, you can all come out now."

Jack jumped a little when a bunch of kids started to emerge from the bushes. No, wait. They weren't kids. They had facial hair! They were miniature people! Jack had never seen anything like them. Slowly, more and more of the "Munchkins" as Glinda called them came into view, stepping out from house, under bridges, between buildings, and out of the surrounding shrubbery.

"Whoa," Jack muttered under his breath. "There's a ton of 'em."
"These are the munchkins," Glinda turned to him. "They will help you begin your journey to the Emerald City. I'll go ahead of you and announce your presence to the Wizard, but don't worry. I'll be watching you while you travel. If you ever need anything, just call out and I'll come."

In a bold move, even for her, Glinda leaned over and kissed Jack. He stood in shock as a bubble formed around her and she began to float away. The munchkins giggled, bringing him back to reality.

"So, uh…should we go?" he turned to Dorothy who was glaring at the floating bubble.

" 'Scuse me Miss," one of the munchkins tugged on Dorothy's dress. "Is it true you killed the Witch?"

"Well, yes, but it was an accident."

While Dorothy thought the munchkins would be upset that she had killed someone, they seemed thrilled. Everyone started dancing around her and singing, "Ding dong the witch is dead. Which old witch? The Wicked Witch! Ding dong the Wicked Witch is dead!" It was all rather inappropriate in Dorothy's mind. When the munchkins had toned down their merriment, she asked one of them how they might find their way to the Emerald City.

"Follow the yellow brick road," he croaked, pointing at the ground.

And indeed, between the feet of the munchkins Dorothy could see yellow bricks paving a path.

"Jack, look. It's almost like they're made of gold," Dorothy marveled.

"Whoa," he bent down and touched one of the bricks. "Wait a minute, I think they are made of gold."

While Jack was occupied trying to pry one of the bricks from the ground, another munchkin tugged on the hem of Dorothy's skirt. When she turned toward him, he held up the shoes that had been worn by the woman Dorothy's house had squashed.

"Oh, thank you, but it really wasn't very nice of you to steal."

Jack stared in wonder at the brick in his hands. If he just took a few of these back, his mother and he would be rich! Hearing Dorothy mention something about stealing, and thinking he had been caught, he turned around to see a munchkin hand Dorothy those gaudy shoes.

"She's talking about the shoes," he realized, and slipped the gold brick into his pocket. "Hey, well maybe we could just return them when we get your house back," he called as she slipped the shoes on.

"Um…" she obviously liked the shoes, though he hadn't the slightest idea why. "Okay, maybe we'll do that."

"So are we gonna go now?" he was getting impatient and the munchkins were creeping him out.

"Yes. Let's go."

The munchkins cleared a path for them as they walked over the golden bricks through the town. Everything was pink, blue, green or yellow, even the houses, and everything was miniature sized. Jack realized that he was even taller than some of the houses. They were out of the city within a few minutes, and Jack waited while Dorothy turned to wave to the munchkins who were bidding them farewell. Even if he hadn't found them creepy Jack couldn't have waved. One hand was shoved deep in his pocket guarding his golden brick, and the other was weighed down my Toto's death grip on his wrist.