WOOO Second chapter! Any thoughts are in italics. I hope you like it!

Munchkin Country

When Tommy woke up he felt like he had gone on a vodka, scotch, and whiskey bender. Tommy slowly stood up, and grabbed Claude. He trudged to the door and lethargically opened it. His eyes widened in surprise. It was a brightly colored town, there were pastel houses and even a little bridge. Tommy then noticed something wasn't right. There weren't any people!

Then out of nowhere, little people flooded out and started singing a high pitched song. They were singing about a dead witch! Tommy was awe-struck when a man who looked terribly familiar, floated down to him in a jewel encrusted, soft bubblegum pink dress, with poofy sleeves.

"Hi there I'm Toni the good witch! It would seem that you've squashed the Wicked Witch of the East!"

"Say what?"

"You heard me! You killed a witch, with your house."

"Am I going to get in trouble for killing her?"

"Nope, she was evil. She enslaved the poor munchkins!"

"Wowee! That's pretty cool!"

"Yes, it is cool!"

"Ya, I'd really like to stay but I must get home to Kansas. Will you help me go home?"

"I suppose I will!"

Then in a split-second silver slippers appeared on Tommy's feet. He was bewildered at this phenomenon. Tommy just stood there blubbering. Toni tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey there, those are on your feet because you killed the witch and those were hers before you shmooshed her."

"Huh, they're pretty snazzy."

"Yes, but those are magic if you know what I mean."

Tommy looked at the shoes. They looked as if you could store some "stuff" in the heel.

"They better not have coke in them, or I'll be pretty mad."

"No, just follow the Slightly Green but Mostly Yellow Brick Road to Emerald City."

Then Toni the Good Witch stooped down and placed a kiss upon Tommy's forehead. He said it was for "protection" from trouble. Tommy grabbed Claude and put him in a wicker basket. All was well as he skipped down the Slightly Green but Mostly Yellow Brick Road.

Sometime after he left Munchkin Country, Tommy met a poor scarecrow stuck on a pole. Tommy quickly helped him down. The scarecrow's name was Lance, and he was coming with Tommy to Emerald City because he was in need of some brains! You see, the farmers, had made Lance to scare crows away, but Lance was too dumb to even do that. Lance thought if he could get brains he could figure out how to scare crows, and the brains would help him become a smart, well-rounded scarecrow.

They linked arms and while they were skipping along they happily sang a jaunty tune of sorts. Soon they stopped skipping because Tommy was starting to get tired. They had been walking for a while when Tommy saw some apple trees. He realized how hungry he was when saw the succulent, ripe, red fruit hanging from the boughs of the trees. Tommy walked over to the trees where a carving caught his eye. It read: Tomàs+Blair=LOVE. Huh, Tomàs, I suppose that's my name spelled in a different way. Odd.

Tommy showed Lance the carving. They both giggled because giggling is fun. Tommy then reached up to grab one of the apples when something that felt like a rock bitch-slapped him. Tommy was pissed. No-one bitch-slaps Tommy with a rock.

Tommy whirled around to see the trees, of all things, laughing at him.

"Okay people who the hell did that?"

One of the trees spoke up.

"It was Jeff. He saw that you were going to pick an apple from Luigi so he threw one of his apples at you."

"Well, why can't I pick one of Luigi's apples?"

"Cause' I said so, that's why!"

Lance grabbed Tommy's wrist. All Tommy heard was something about how terrible and sour those apples probably are. Then they were being bombarded by apples. They fell on the ground but they were still good. Tommy bent down to pick an apple up, and he saw a tin foot.

Tommy's eyes widened and he quickly straightened up and stepped back a bit. A slightly rusted tin man wielding a scary axe stood before him. Tommy, as much as he hates to say it, screeched like a little girl. Lance ran over to Tommy and gasped. Lance had apparently seen the axe too. Then the tinman spoke, his jaw squeeking ever-so slightly.

"Oil can, oil can, oil can, OIL CAN!"

"Okay, okay. I'll oil you , but where do you want to be oiled?"

"My mouth!"

"Okee Dokee artichokee!"

Tommy picked up the greasy oil can and oiled the rusty tinman's mouth.

"Ah! Thank you but could you oil the rest of me?"

Tommy complied with the tinman's request and he first oiled the tinman's elbows. His axe fell out of his arms and landed inches away from Lance's foot. Tommy continued on and oiled the rest of the tinman. They all sat down and the tinman told them his story. His name was Sonny, and he had been out chopping wood when it started raining. He had been rusted ever since. He decided to come with Tommy and Lance to Emerald City because he needed a heart.

The three of them linked arms and skipped off to follow the Slightly Green but Mostly Yellow Brick Road, singing the same jaunty tune as before with Claude following silently behind them.

WOOP WOOP! Second chapter done! I hope anyone who read this thought it was funny! So click that tantalizing button that says review, just click it and anything that happens , happens!