yA/N: Sick and just had final exams. Not in a very extreme mood right. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and what will become of the Wizard of Oz.

Fae'sFlower: Oh my goodness, that's the best name ever! That just made my day! XD Well, I guess we'll find out what happens in this chapter!

The Wizard's Deal

"Wendy!" Jo cried out over Wendy's deafening screech as she prepares to strike the Wizard, he immediately hops out of the bed and hurries over to the deranged Wendigo. "Wendy put him down!"

Wendy stops her hand in midair and turns to the direction to where she heard Jo, giving a look that said, But he's the man that raise the girl who hurt you!

"I'm not telling you again, Wendy," Jo said in an authoritarian voice that Adette would never expect from a shy and modest boy like him. "Put the Wizard of Oz down. Right. Now." He spoke each word slowly so that each side of Wendy's mind could listen to what he was saying. The young boy could see the look of conflict in Wendy's blank eyes, both sides trying to come to a conclusion but he knew what her answer would be before she finally came to it.

Wendy loves him too much to do anything that would make him upset.

It looked like he was right when Wendy gave the Wizard one last roar to the face before she finally dropped him like a sack of potatoes. Seeing that the Wendigo has finally calmed down, the two children quickly hurried over to the stunned Wizard and helped him back to his feet while re-adjusting his coat.

"I'm so sorry, your Ozness!" Jo cries.

"Wendy didn't mean it!" Adette explains.

There was a snort from the Wendigo. Uh, yes I did!

"Oh, that's alright," the Wizard breathes out before he waves them off to let them know that he's fine. "I can understand that I probably made presence known too soon for Wendy's liking. Also, with the fact, my daughter is probably the last person she would want to see at the moment."

No kidding?!

"Wendy!" Jo scolds her. The Wendigo threw her arms up in exasperation before she decided she probably wasn't included in the conversation so she moved to a drawer at a far corner and sat on her. Even though it was tall, Wendy still had to bend her legs slightly because they were so long. This is what she gets for being Dominant?

However, Wendy failed to notice that the corner she went to was the darkest place in the room. So when the three humans caught sight of her milky-white eyes and staining teeth glowing, they couldn't help but let out a shudder. Why does Wendy have to look so humanlike?

"Anyway," the Wizard begins to get their minds off of Wendy's creepiness. "Master Jo, I believe I have some important matters to discuss with you and Wendy." He turned towards Adette and nods his head at her. "If you will excuse us, Miss Tiggular?"

The Princess nodded her head before she whispered to Jo, "Good luck." With that, she exited the room while shutting the door behind her. Leaving the Wizard alone with the unlikely twosome.

"So, are you going to explain the details about how Wendy's going to go into court about breaking your daughter's arm?" Jo quipped as he and the Wizard sat down on his bed, ignoring the way Wendy's eyes were trailing them. He knows he should treat the Wizard with more respect, but this is what happens when he's in a dire situation and he's really tired; he would become sarcastic to make people leave him alone. It doesn't always work on Wendy, but it's still effective.

"Well, I'm not going to lie that I can't ignore the fact that she gravely injured my only daughter," the Wizard admits. "Also that she severally wounded one of my guards when they tried to protect Elphaba." all of this was making Jo wince slightly, now realizing how much trouble he and Wendy were in.

"However," he continues. "I also can't ignore my daughter's behavior. I understand that the only reason why Wendy was provoked to harm other people because Elphaba harmed you. So, clearly, Wendy isn't the only one at fault here."

Jo slowly nods. "So, what does that mean?"

"Although I understand she was only trying to protect you, I also have to look at the safety for everyone else. So, from now on, Wendy will not be allowed to leave this room unless she's accompanied by you. That way I can know she won't cause any more trouble like she did with my daughter's husband a while ago."

Jo blushed as he remember that close-call but he took a moment to think about the Wizard's words; he knew how much hunting means to a Wendigo, especially to Wendy because of her hubris, and Wendy won't like the idea of being cooped up in the room while food is just brought to her single-handily. Then again, it's better than seeing Wendy locked up in the Southstairs. And it's not like he hasn't dealt with Wendy's stupid hubris before.

"I guess I can agree with that," Jo tells the Wizard. "But you have to bring in raw meat for her every hour. Wendigos are always hungry and I can't stand seeing Wendy starve herself."

The Wizard nods his head. "I'll have the servants bring in raw meat whenever."

Meanwhile, Wendy could feel her annoyance grow. First, she's not allowed to go anywhere without an escort - that was already insulting enough - but now she can't get food for herself? She may be technically blind but she was perfectly capable of getting her claws on some flesh. If it weren't for the fact Jo had told her not to, she would have ripped the old man's tongue out a while ago.

"So, is that it?" Jo asked. "I mean, are we good?"

The Wizard, however, shifted his eyes. "Well, there is one other thing I would like to talk about." He reached into his coat and pulled out a familiar cover.

Jo's eyes widen. "That's my manuscript!"

The said manuscript was suddenly ripped out of the old man's hands, making him jump at how quick that was. He was met with a sight of Wendy glaring at him with the manuscript in her hand - how the humanoid creature was able to move so swiftly in a matter of seconds was beyond him - before she extended it out for Jo, which he took the manuscript without hesitation.

"You dropped this when my daughter... Uh, used her magic on you," the Wizard coughs awkwardly in the presence of the Wendigo in the room. "Miss Adette found it and I asked her what it was. She, herself, couldn't read it but she gave it to me when she decided to inform Wendy about my arrival. It's actually the reason why I didn't arrive at your room sooner because I was so curious what the braille texts meant. So, I had someone translate the first chapter for me. It was really all I needed to know what that manuscript was about."

Jo brought the manuscript to his chest as he stares at the Wizard with weary eyes. While he may have been planning on having his manuscript publish to the public eye, he kind of wanted to have some control over on when the people would see it. None of the things he wrote were fictional, anyway.

"You have a talented gift in writing, Jo," the Wizard told him. "I'll admit, it is uncommon to have a manuscript be first written in braille form. But, considering what I heard from Adette of Wendy's blindness," he gestured over to the frowning Wendigo. "I can understand you only wrote in braille for her to understand it."

Jo lowers his gaze. "Well, it wasn't just for Wendy," he wanted to leave it at that but he couldn't help but continued when he saw the Wizard's curious look. "I'm dyslexic. I found out when I was six when I couldn't read the script for an upcoming performance, Colpin taught me how to read braille after that."

"I see," the Wizard nods. "Well, Jo, dyslexia or not, you really do have a gift. I understand that you were about to head to a distributor to publish your work before you encountered Elphaba, correct?"

Jo slowly nods his head, shooting Wendy a questioning look on where the Wizard was going with this.

"Then it's decided; I'll have your manuscript look at distributors all over Oz and have them publish it for everyone to see," the look on Jo's face was so comical it made the Wizard chuckle. "This story isn't like anything I've ever read before. I'm pretty sure it will give Oz an idea to what extend a person's love will go to and how unlikely friendships can be formed."

Jo was completely breathless. "I... I don't know what to say. Thank you so much, Your Ozness!"

"Oh, please, call me Oscar when we're not in front of Morrible or any royals," Oscar told him gently. He sticks his hand out for the manuscript. "May I?"

Jo frantically bobbed his head in excitement as he handed the manuscript to Ruler of Oz. "Your Oz- I'm sorry, Oscar, you have no idea how much this means to me. But, can I get that back after a bit? I really want Wendy to read it."

"Do not fret, my lad," the Wizard says as he begins to head over to the door. "As soon the distributors are done publishing copies, you will get your manuscript back. I bid you and Wendy a good day."

He was about to shut the door when his eyes landed on Wendy. "Miss Wendy?"

The Wendigo gave an exasperated sigh before she turns her eyes in the direction that she heard the Wizard.

"I know my words mean nothing to you - especially considering my daughter's first impression wasn't exactly ideal - but I just want you to know; I have told you that I had a gift for knowing what type of person someone is. And I didn't lie when I said I knew that I like the type of person you were, I just didn't realize how far off I was. For that, I respect you more than you could ever know."

Wendy knew what he was talking about - Jo had given her an idea to what that first chapter was going to be like - but his words had no meaning to her. So, she gave him the look that said: You're still the man who raise that witch, who went off the handle and hurt Jo right in front of me. Even though he did nothing to Jo, doing nothing was enough to leave her angry; she hated bystanders when they could have done something to prevent the whole scenario from happening. She would have to admit that she was slightly grateful for the Wizard understanding that she wouldn't care about what he had to say.

"Wendy, do you really have to be mad at him?" Jo asked after the Wizard left them alone. "I mean, he didn't do anything to me."

That's why I'm mad.

Jo sighed, leave it to Wendy to let her pride hold a grudge for a while. He then thought about what Oscar said and could feel the excitement in his throat; his novel was finally going to be published! This was the biggest step away from his former occupation as a prostitute. What could be better than that?

Wendy would have shared his excitement if she wasn't torn between two conflicting sides.

"That Witch will come back."

"Let's not focus on that now. Look, he's happy."

"But the Witch will destroy it!"

"Why must you be so difficult?"

"You saw what she did!"

"And she was paid with a broken arm that she possibly used to write important documents with."

"But she deserves more!"

"Okay, how about I put it in this way; do I want her to be punished more? Yes, I do. Do I want her to suffer every agonizing second for hurting Jo? Yes! But think about what Jo would want. Do you really think he would want us to retaliate against someone who will not only cause our demise but will leave Jo to suffer more than he already was before?"

"..."

"You know I'm right."

"...I hate you..."

"I know, the feeling is very much mutual."

"Wendy?" The Wendigo snapped back to herself when she heard her boy's concern voice. "Are you okay? You're not overthinking things again, are you?"

Wendy shook her head and brought Jo into her arms. She knew that the Witch will come back for them later, but now she shouldn't focus on that. This was Jo's biggest moment of stepping away from his former profession and she knew how much it meant to him. Oz, she should understand better than anyone since she practically refused to remember anything about her human life just so she could move on with her life as a Wendigo. She's supposed to be happy for Jo, not worrying about what some human's going to do.

If Jo's happy then she will be happy.

But some part of her knew that they won't be seeing the last of the Witch.

So, that turned out well.