The minions of the Gnome king dragged Dorothy off to a massive stage that was assembled by the gnomes from gemstones and gold. The curtains on the stage were taken off and revealed to see the Gnome King atop a massive, golden piano, a flying monkey playing a slow, mellow tune.
The Gnome king took up a microphone, and began to sing..
"This, City of
Oz,
Was once ruled by
Ga-lin-da,
Now, she is gone,
As well as all that
pink sple-nda!
I am cu-rently ru-
ling,
With my tiny iron
fist,
And now, Gale
woman...
(beat)
I gotta ask you
this..."
The Gnome king sang atop the grand piano.
"There she is!" Daniel proudly exclaimed.
"And I know exactly how we can get her..." Wichita smiled, pulling out her brain for a second before letting it go back inside her head.
"How,
Are,
You,
Doing? How may
we ser-vice you
this time?
You ainʼt goinʼ
nowhere right
now,
Cause youʼre
payinʼ a ve-ry bad
crime!"
The Gnome king placed on a flat
boater hat, and did some dancing with the other gnomes.
"Is that cell
pillow com-fy?
No? Well, thatʼs
good!
That pillow gives
you chill-lows,
Cause itʼs made
out-ta wood!"
The Gnome king handed a pillow to Dorothy, but to her surprise, like the Gnome king said, it was made of wood.
"So come on
down town,
Drink a glass—a
toast to you!
Care for some
peach-es,
Hey how boutʼ
some leeches?
Will that be one or
two?"
"Oh, okay, you can have the whole jar!" The Gnome king admitted, handing a jar of leeches to Dorothy, who immediately tossed them to the side.
"Please lady,
ask me how
you do!"
"Over there!" said Wichita. "Itʼs the broom!"
The broom formerly belonging to the Wicked Witch of the West was stuck in a glass casing above a massive fireplace.
"Quick—" said Bebé to Daniel. "Stand on my shoulders and grab the broom while you can!"
"In our waterʼs
dis-eas-es,
We got moldy
chees-es,
Would you prefer if
you drank your own pee?
We got,
Gators and lots of
rats,
Bats so large and
fat,
Their guano makes
such a splat,
Baby wonʼt chaʼ
listen to me?"
"I GOT IT!" Daniel exclaimed, then whispered.
But, the Gnome King was still singing his little song to Dorothy, still very much distracted. The Gnome King finished his song,
amidst thunderous applause from his minions.
"So," He said, panting from all the dancing. "What dʼya think?"
Dorothy remained silent.
"Oh, right—the mouth bindings." The Gmome King said. He took those off, then said to Dorothy once more. "So, whatch'a think?"
Dorothy immediately bit his nose super hard.
"AAAAAAAUGH!" The Gnome King exclaimed. "HOW DARE YOU!! I SPENT MONTHS WORKIN' ON THAT SONG!! YA PHILLISTINE!!"
Suddenly, from out of the corner of her eye, Dorothy noticed that Daniel and company were making their way out with the broomstick of the Wicked Witch!
"...Daniel?" Dorothy said.
Then, the Gnome King overheard Dorothy say this, and gasped quite audibly.
"HEY! HEY STUPIDS!! HEY GET THOSE KIIIIIIIIIIIIDS!!" He exclaimed.