He still had a hard time believing it as he knelled down in the grass and dirt of Oz.

This wasn't a dream... no way... it was far to real.

Was he in a coma or something? Had he finally gone crazy? He had a hard time believing this was Oz... then what was the Oz movies? How were they... how did... he didn't know. Did L. Frank Baum.. how did he write the book, did he come here or something?

The land he was in seemed to be a combination of different things from books and movies with a few things that weren't in either...

It was all so confusing... were all those famous characters here? And if so, what versions?

That sign post was from Journey Back To Oz, he believed, he hadn't seen in it years but he was pretty sure that's where it was from.

What year was it in here... what Oz was this?

And if Oz was real.. who knows what else was possible.. this changed everything... what was it? An alternate universe or planet or what? It intriuged him... but he didn't know what to think.. he decided to just enjoy the moment. He wasn't even in a big rush to get home. Why go home so soon when he's in the place he's loved and yearned to be at for so long? His dad hated him, abused him, his mom and sister ignored him. He only really had two friends and they weren't even very loyal friends anyways, they were mostly jerks really. He got made fun of everyday at school, and it always made him feel stupid, why go back to the torture? And... wait.

What about Lucky?

He still hadn't found his beloved dog.

Maybe if he was lucky, his dog of the same name might have been transported here as well.. he tried to shake off the feeling and enjoy Oz.

"Um.. are you okay there.. Bryson?" The munchkin, Donna asked.

He shook his head quickly and got up.

He had been on the grown for a good 30 minutes, taking it all in.. the sign post making some smart remarks he paid no attention to.

"Sorry... it's just... uh..."

Was he supposed to say? Did everyone here know that in another world this was all fiction? He might sound crazy...

"I just.. didn't... feel well.."

She gave him an odd look, as if that was impossible, squinting at him as if he were an alien. Then again, she probably wouldn't be that surprised, being Oz and all.

"I knew I shouldn't have woken up today." The sign post grumbled.

Donna pursed her lips and looked back at him, shurgging, it looked like she was mouthing something to him but Bryson couldn't make it out.

She sighed and shrugged again. "Well I'm gonna go and try to contact Glinda, or someone who could help, sign post should keep you c-

"NO!" It instantly rejected in a high pitched voice.

Donna gave the sign post an amused look and turned around, sighing heavily. "Well... he's not one to argue, so I'll go ahead and introduce you to the rest of the Munchkins."

They walked into another route that Bryson didn't even see, it was surrounded by trees cut in odd shapes as they approached the land, it looked like the one from the movie, mixed with elements from other interperations, it was odd to see it up-close, he couldn't help but smile at it, he was actually in Oz and he was looking right at Munchkin Land. He admired the tiny houses all around him, and the trees with exotic looking fruit and blue birds chirping in them. In the distance, he could see a small road with blue houses covering the setting, blue birds chirping in the trees..

The place was enchanting to him... he didn't wanna leave this place. He would stay for sure, if it weren't for the worry of his mom and his dog.

Donna then introduced Bryson to several munchkins, he couldn't help but smile at seeing them all in person, they all greeted them warmly and he admired how welcoming and sweet they were, they had a variety of different clothing, all of them colorful, but blue seemed to be the most popular color among them.

"So you're from.. Tennessee?" one of them asked in the crowd.

He nodded and smiled. "Yep."

"I've never heard of such a place..."

"Well, it's, it's.. pretty far from here..." He noted.

"Say.. that wouldn't be anywhere near Kansas, would it?" Another asked.

"It's.. fairly close to it, yes... same country.." He replied, trying not to say something they would find odd, afterall this was a completley different world.

"Maybe Dorothy could help him then!" one exclamied.

He felt the butterflies in his stomach at her name, he wondered just which Dorothy this was, anyways. Who knows.. this place was a mixed bag really.

Donna smiled and nodded. "Oh yes! I knew he reminded me of someone. But is Dorothy even here today?"

"We haven't seen her today but I just contacted Glinda and she should be here in a few seconds, we'll see what we can do." Another one replied, shutting a door from his house behind him, he was dark-skinned with a gray beard.

"Thank you, Nook." Donna smiled.

A few moments later, a pink bubble appeared, everyone was suddenly silent as they stared at it, Bryson included, he knew it had to be Glinda. Seconds after, the bubble disappeared and revealed a beautiful young woman with curly blonde hair dressed in a white dress, her wand in her hand.

It was breathtaking, seeing her in person of course, just like the land in general.

She smiled and greeted everyone kindly, she carried herself in an elegant manner, her body language showing someone of royalty.

After a while she walked up to him and smiled.

"I've been hearing an awful lot about you lately... Bryson... that is your name, correct?"

He smiled at hearing her say his name, and nodded. "That's right."

"Well... I guess you're trying to get home, then?" She asked.

He shrugged. "Well.. I'm not in the biggest hurry... I just wanna find my dog... and see if... my mother is okay.. last time I saw her she was... in trouble..." He explained, dissappinted in himself that he just let her go and didn't help, he was too afriad.. he felt like a coward.

"I see..." she responded, looking down at the yellow brick road, it seemed like she was thinking.

He looked around the land and admired it until his thoughts were interrupted by her soft voice.

"Well... you're probably going to have to ask the king for help, and he's busy in Emerald City, which is very far from here. I could just transport you there easily but..." She looked at the Munckins then back at Bryson.

"Well.. there's been a bit of a.. problem..."

People kept talking about a "problem" but what problem? What was going on in Oz, anyways?

"But.. to keep you safe I'm going to send some people to go with you."

"Finley!" She called out as a small wigned monkey flew over to her.

Bryson smiled, knowing who he was, of course.

He landed next to Glinda, in his blue bellhop suit. "Yes, Glinda?"

She gestured over to Bryson. "Bryson here needs to go the Emerald City to talk to King Scarecrow, I was wondering if you would mind accompanying him on his journey."

So Scarecrow was the king... Bryson was anxious to talk to him, Scarecrow was always his favorite, used to dress up as him when he was a kid.

The small primate looked over at Bryson and smiled. "Of course!" He flew over to Bryson and took off his hat. "At your service, sir! I'll make sure nothing happens to you."

Bryson smiled at him. "Well, thank you, I appreciate it." He replied gratefully, shaking his small hairy hand.

"Anytime, sir!"

"You can call me Bryson."

"Oh, okay, Bryson!"

She smiled and nodded at them. "Well.. I'd hate to just to send you off so suddenly.. but you need to get going. " She kissed his forehead for good luck, leaving him blushing.

But before he could get a move on, Donna called, "I found Dorothy!"

Bryson's heart pounded as Donna made her way through the crowd, with a smiling girl that greeted everyone kindly. And it was Dorothy. She looked just like Judy Garland, too. Her hair was down and curled, she was wearing her familar blue gignam dress, it was stunning to see her person.

He akwardly fiddled in his pockets, nervous as she came closer to him, his eyes dialeted.

What was he gonna do? No way he would form a complete sentence while she was in his presence...

He was actually gonna interact with Dorothy..

He tried to act normal as she looked at him...

Dorothy just looked at him.

She smiled and walked up to him, she was a bit shorter then he imagined, not that he had a problem with it.

He wiped off his hands on his pants as she shook his hand.

His hand was probably sweaty, and it was basically shaking so he quickly stuffed it in his pocket after they were done shaking hands, praying no one, in particulary her, didn't notice his reacton to seeing her.

"I'm Dorothy. Dorothy Gale."

"Bryson Scott.." He replied, almost unable to speak.

"Bryson... I've never heard that name, I like it."

Now she was saying she liked his name... heck, she said his name at all, he never thought he'd hear it come from her mouth.

"Thanks." He replied. "I like yours too.." Oh god, that was bad... he thought to himself, as he noticed Glinda smirking, she probably knew how he felt at the moment, which was embarrassing.

"Thank you." She responded with a smile. "So... you need to get back home?" She asked.

"Yep..." He replied with a nod.

"I've been there." She replied. "I'm not quite sure I can help you, the only way I could've is gone now, but I suppose someone in the Emerald City could." She told him hopefully.

"Well he should probably start going now... to get to the Emerald City.. just follow the yellow brick road.." She explained, she almost seemed eager to have him get to the Emerald City, he wondered why.

"Perhaps you should go with him as well, Dorothy... he probably will need help from as many people as he can, he hasn't been here for very long, so he's not familiar with the land.. he's around the same area as you are, same country I hear, in Tennessee, if you've heard of it."

"Oh, yes, I used to have family there, I believe."

"Well good, Bryson can have someone to relate to it seems. If you don't mind going, that is."

"Oh, not at all, I'd love to go with him." She looked down at Finley. "Is Finley coming too?"

Glinda nodded her head and yes and Dorothy smiled. "Great!"

"Well better get going now.. Bryson... to get to the Emerald City, just follow the yellow bric road, these two can tell you more." She pointed with her wand to the road and nodded, smiling at those words as he slowly walked the road, looking back at Glinda and Munchkins as they motioned for the trio to continue.

He started walking down the road, Finley and Dorothy by his side, he honestly was enjoying himself, he almost looked forward to what was ahead, he always had a thirst for an adventure. Not to mention Dorothy being right next to him, he couldn't help but be nervous, he couldn't wrap his head around it.. it was quite literally a dream come true.

As they made their way down the road, Bryson admired the scenery, entranced as he looked over the magical land, pondering over what lied ahead of them.