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Disclaimer: I don't own South Park or the Wizard of Oz. Trey Parker and Matt Stone own South Park, and I have no idea who own the Wizard of Oz.
The Wizard of Odd.
Chapter 10: The end! (That's what i'm calling the last chapter of all my stories.)
Timeless journeys. They sure have been annoying, but they were probably one of the funnest things I've done in a while. Keywords: In a while, meaning since I left South Park. We've managed to make it out of the cornfield. So now we stand at the front door of the Emerald Palace once again.
I knock on the door, the man opened the middle circle. "Hello, welcome to the Emerald Palace. The Wizard is not seeing any clients today, so you wasted your time coming here. Please come back tomorrow."
"Actually, we were here earlier." I tell him.
"Yeah." Scarecrow adds. "We have the Wicked Witch of the North's broomstick for the Wizard." He holds up the broomstick, it has little pieces of cornstalk stuck to it from the cornfield.
"Oh you were? Well come on in!" He opened up the front door and allowed us to walk inside.
As we walked in, I noticed that the workers within the palace were staring at us.
"Welcome back." One worker said to us casually.
"Thanks." We all mumble, walking the extremely long walk to the Wizard's room.
"Well, if it's a ten minute walk we should at least talk about something." Tin Man says.
"Like what?" Cowardly Lion asks.
"I dunno, what do you guys wanna talk about?"
"Well, how was everyone's adventure so far?" Scarecrow asks.
"Eh, it was fun." Said Tin Man.
"Creepy as hell." Said Cowardly Lion.
"Annoying." I answer.
"Tin Man, average answer, Cowardly Lion, typical," Scarecrow summed up aloud. "Stan, why?"
"For every reason possible." I reply.
"Are we one of those reasons?" CL asked.
"No, well you are. But no."
"Where's your dog?" Scarecrow asked me.
I stopped walking. "Did Sparky come with us to the Wicked Witch's castle?" I ask them.
"I don't think so."
"He might still be in the Wizard's room." Tin Man said.
I began to walk with them again. "I hope you're right."
The rest of the walk was silent, but not that long. Finally, we reach the door to the Wizard's room.
"You got anything to be afraid of?" I ask Cowardly Lion.
"No sir!" He says.
"Great, now come on." I open the door, sure enough, Sparky's in there.
"WHO DARES DISTURB THE WIZARD!" The Mr. Garrison sounding voice asked.
"It's us again." Says Tin Man.
"We have retrieved the Wicked Witch's broomstick." Said Scarecrow.
"Really? You have? Well, um, YOU STILL DON'T GET YOUR WISHES!" Said the Wizard.
"Why? We did everything you asked us to do!" I whine.
"I know, but I just don't like you guys. I'm the Wizard! Everyone must do as I say. Or else I-"
At this moment, Sparky ran towards a curtain on the right side of the room. He pulls it open with his mouth, revealing a man who looked like Mr. Garrison with a microphone.
"Please ignore the man in the curtain. He's my flame assistant." The Wizard lied.
"We're not stupid. We know it's you talking." Said Cowardly Lion.
The Wizard sighed. "Okay, I'm the Wizard. I don't actually have magic powers. I'm sorry."
"You lied to us for power?" Scarecrow asked. "You are a terrible person!"
"Yes, I know. I'm sorry." He replied.
"Well, I did all this for no reason!" I shout. I'm totally pissed that this was all just a scam. "I WANT TO GO HOME!"
"Okay, please settle down Stanley." Said the Wizard nervously.
"NO!" I yell.
"I wanted a heart!" Whined Tin Man.
"AND I NEED MAH COURAGE!" Shouted Cowardly Lion.
"And I could really use a brain." Said Scarecrow.
"Okay! Okay! Please! I don't have what you want, but I can give you an alternative." The Wizard assured us.
"An alternative?" I ask.
"Yes, wait right here!" He goes back behind the curtain and returns with a bag full of stuff.
"What's all that for?"
"Okay, we'll start with Scarecrow." He said ignoring my question. "You want a brain right? Why?"
"Because I want people to know of my great knowledge." Said Scarecrow.
"Well, I can't give you a brain, but I can make you part of Central Intelligence Service's knowledge position." The Wizard told him.
"Central Intelligence Services?" Scarecrow asked.
"It is a group that only accepts the smartest of people. You, are accepted for your great intellect. You don't need a brain."
"Wow. I'm part of Central Intelligence Services."
"And now, you Tin Man," Said the Wizard moving on to Tin Man. "You want a heart. Why?"
"To feel more human." Tin Man replied.
"What if I give you this?" The Wizard reaches into the bag. He pulls out a big red heart shaped box and hands it to him.
"What's this?"
"Put it on the left side of your chest, you know, where the heart is."
Tin Man obeyed the Wizard's order and placed it in the left side of his tin parka.
"It beats! The box beats!" He looked a big too happy.
"And you, Cowardly Lion, you need courage." Said the Wizard. "I know a group that can help you get some."
"Really?" The lion asked excitedly.
"Yes. It's known as La Cheesy Poof Resistance." He replied. "Trust me, you'll love it."
"La Cheesy Poof Resistance huh? Sweet."
"Well, you boys got your wishes. Are you happy now?"
"What about me?" I asked. "You didn't grant my wish."
The Wizard turned to me and smiled. "Stanley, you didn't get your wish? I'll fix that."
"There's an alternative to getting home?"
"Not an alternative. I myself am from South Park, Colorado. I have a hot air balloon outside that will leave to that destination whenever I want." Said the Wizard.
"Really?"
"Yes, I will go back to South Park now, and you can come with me!"
"FINALLY!" I exclaim. "But, if you're from South Park, does that mean you're Mr. Garrison?"
"Yeah, I wanted to see how long it would take you to figure that out R-tard."
"When do we go on the balloon?"
"Right now if you want."
"Okay." I go pick up Sparky.
"Good, your friends can come along with us and watch us take off." Mr. Garrison told me as he began walking out of the room.
I follow him and signal the others to come with us. They follow as well. The walk was really quiet, but Mr. Garrison kept humming this one song to himself that sounded kinda like "Fag, fag, shitty, shitty, fag, fag" The same song he sung when the word "shit" was going to be said on television. The people said it 164 times during that time.
The Wizard leads us through 5 hallways of the palace and through a kitchen. Then we reach his hot air balloon, which is surrounded by palace workers and Munchkins.
"Fellow people of this weird place! I am the Wizard." Mr. Garrison announced to the "audience". "I'm leaving this place to go home, forever. It's been nice knowing you all, but I'm going home now." He then climbs into the hot air balloon. "Stanley say bye to your little friends so we can go home."
I turn to Cowardly Lion. "Good luck with getting your courage."
"Thanks, have fun being in South Park." He replied.
I then turn to Tin Man. "I'll miss you a lot dude. You were pretty cool."
"Thanks, you were great too." He waves goodbye to me.
Then I turn to Scarecrow. "And I'll miss you the most Scarecrow."
"I'll never forget you dude." He replied.
I smile and walk into the hot air ballon with Mr. Garrison. "GOOD BYE GUYS!"
The balloon starts going up into the air, but Sparky jumps out of my arms and towards a squirrel on the ground. I jump out after him, there's no way I'm going without Sparky. I ran towards my dog and pick him up.
"HEY STUPID! YOU JUMPED OUT OF THE BALLOON! NOW YOU'RE NEVER GETTING HOME!" Mr. Garrison screamed at me from the balloon.
Fuck. Too late now. I'll be here forever... sigh.
"Well Stan, if you're going to be here. We can at least make the best of it." Said Scarecrow.
I sighed. "Yeah, I guess." I really just want to go home. DAMN IT SPARKY!
Just then, a pink bubble from the sky floats to me and pops, Wendy.
"Hello Stan." She says.
"Hi Wendy."
"You really want to go home, don't you?"
"Yeah, but i just lost the only way home."
She smiled. "No you didn't."
I give her a confused look. "There's another way home?"
"Sure! Remember the ruby slippers I told you to keep on?" She asked.
I nod. "What about them?"
Her smile grew even bigger. "If you tap together three times, and say 'There's no place like home.' It will take you home."
"Really? That's all I had to do, THIS WHOLE TIME?"
Wendy frowned. "Didn't you have fun?"
"Well, I guess i did."
"There you go! Plus you have something to always remember!"
"Whatever." I tap the ruby slippers together three times.
"Close your eyes."
I close them. "There's no place like home, there's no place like home..." My vision began to turn white.
"There's no place like home!" I say. I shot up from a hospital bed. My head hurting like a bitch.
"What?" A voice asked. I look around where I am. I'm in a hospital room and my friends and some doctors were in it. I realize the voice belonged to Kyle.
"Dude, the fuck are you talking about?" Cartman asked me. YES! HE'S NO LONGER A COWARD!
"Nothing." I say. "Just had a really weird dream. Why does my head hurt?"
"In the tornado glass cut the back of your neck, you lost a lot of blood." Said Kenny.
"Really? Sucks. I wanna go home now." I reply. I laugh at myself, still asking to go home.
"What's so funny?" Asked Kyle.
"Nothing."
"We're going to the movies, wanna come?"
"Sure." I climb out of the bed.
The door to my hospital room opens, in comes Mr. Garrison.
"Hey Stanley. How's your head?" He asked me.
"Hurts."
"Well Stan, there's something you must know."
I look at him weird. "What?"
"The whole Emerald Palace thing, it wasn't a dream."
Author's Note: THAT'S ALL PEEPS! Story is over! :( It was a great run, but all stories have to end eventually.
1: For readers: My next story will be out soon. It's called "Tweek in Wonderland" It's an Alice in Wonderland Parody! :D
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