There's No Place Like Oz--Chapter Two
The next day…
"Ready?" Elphaba asked Fiyero, she was about to change him back to his real body.
"Of course I am! I've been waiting for this day for a very long time."
"Ok, just stand right over there." Elphaba pointed to an area about ten feet away from her. Fiyero walked over, he was trembling. "Please, try to stand stiller."
"I'm trying. I'm trying."
"Alright." The green witch pulled out a small notebook and flipped to the last page. "This might hurt a little, probably just as much as it did when I turned you into a scarecrow." She paused for a second and then started to chant, although Fiyero did not understand what she was saying, he knew it would work, or at least, he hoped so. "Nubon ek ell uban uban ek ell. Nubon ek ell uban uban ek ell…" Elphaba repeated that line over and over again. All of the sudden Fiyero's body started throbbing, he felt like he was dying. Fiyero fell onto the hard floor and became unconscious. Elphaba had to keep chanting though, because if she stopped she could risk leaving him half scarecrow half normal, or worse. Something very similar had happened to the mouse and he lived, so she felt there was nothing to worry about.
Fiyero's scarecrow body lay motionless on the floor. Elphaba watched him to see any signs of change. At first nothing noticeable, but then just a few minutes later she noticed something, he had skin! Just minutes after she discovered Fiyero's skin, he was back to normal! Elphaba stopped chanting and waited for what seemed like hours (but really was only about two minutes). Suddenly Fiyero opened his eyes and looked around; then he stood up and looked at himself in a mirror that was standing a couple feet from him.
"Sweet Oz!" He gasped. "I'm not a scarecrow anymore!"
