"Well that was weird." Kuki grimiced.
"O.K. now we've got some problems." The Good Witch groaned. "We need to get toi to The Wizard ASAP."
"The what?"
"The Wizard of Oz! She can do anything. She can grant any wish. She'll get toi home, before anything bad happens..."
"Anything bad happens?!?! Wizard?!?! Wishes!?!?! Can this jour get any weirder?"
"Probably. But first, toi need to know how to get there. EMMA!!!!! BRING THE SCROLL!!!!!"
A brunette girl rushed vers l'avant, vers l’avant with the scroll and opened it up. She then turned to Kuki.
"Hello!" greeted the munchkin. She exstended her hand. "I'm Emma, mayor of Munchkin Land."
"Oh, hello." sighed Kuki. She shook the Mayors hand as though meeting the mayor of a previously seemingly not-real city was an every jour acurance. If toi can't beat 'em, rejoindre 'em.
"A-hem!" Emma cleared her throat. "It here par states that to get the émeraude City, accueil of the Wizard of Oz, the person in question must follow the yellow-brick road."
"The Yellow brick road?"
"The Yellow brick road."
"Well, It seems easy enough..." Kuki mumbled while looking down at the yellow path.
"Well, good-bye and good-luck." nodded the Good Witch.
Toto dooked nervously. Kuki gulped nervously. This must be a dream. It had to be a dream, didn't it? Well, time to get moving. After all toi couldn't get hurt in a dream.
Could you?
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Kuki skipped down the path while humming the arc en ciel Monkey song. toi know, the theme song? Come on, toi all know the words....
arc en ciel Monkeys, arc en ciel Monkeys,
Oh, so very round and super chunky,
Bringing l’amour where ever they go,
Everyone's made of a big rainbow.
Oh, red and orange, and rose and blue,
arc en ciel Monkeys, arc en ciel Monkeys,
We l’amour you!
Oh my, I can hear Numbuh 4 screaming from here. Back to the story. Kuki's basket swang from one arm, Toto asleep inside. He didn't mind, the rickoshaying of the basket was like a carnival ride. Kuki abrubtley stopped humming. She heard a voice.
"GET OFF ME YA DANG CRUDDY BIRDS!" moaned the voice.
A blé, maïs feild that had surrounded both sides of the road broke off into a clearing. In the center of the clearing sat a scarecrow. Crows were circling the scarecrow. But who had been talking?
"Aw, poor thing." sighed Kuki.
She then hopped the fence. Kuki waved her hands at the birds, causing them to disperse.
"Phew, thanks!" a dit a voice behind the girl.
Kuki whipped around, only to come face to face to... the scarecrow?
"Who a dit that?" cried out Kuki.
"Ummm.. I did." a dit the Scarecrow.
Kuki screamed and fell backwards, landing on her butt.
"Why the heck are toi screaming?" cried out the Scarecrow
"W-well, where I come from, scarecrows don't talk."
"That must be pretty anoying."
"Not really."
"Would toi mind letting me down? My arms are falling asleep."
"Um, O.K."
Kuki let the Scarecrow down, and took a good look at him. He looked pretty normal, ya know-blond hair and green eyes, except for his abnormal shortness. Though, he was wearing patchwork overalls, a flannel shirt, and a straw wide brimmed hat. If it had been anywhere else, she would have thought he was a kid dressed up for Halloween. If it were not for the foins, hay that jutted out every so often out of his clothes and skin.
"So, were did toi say toi were from, anyway?"
"The Suburbs"
"That's in Canada, right?"
"Did those birds peck toi in the head, ou somthing?"
"Or somthing. I have no brain."
"That's not a very nice thing to say about yourself."
"Nope, I was actually born without a brain. It's a very serious medical condition."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's O.K. I just wish I were a bit smarter. At least that would let me think up a plan to get those danged crows away from my corn!!!"
"Hey, I have an idea! toi could go see the wizard! She can grant any wish!"
"Do toi really think the great and powerful Oz would grant my wish?"
"Of course she would. She sounds pretty nice."
"I dunno..."
Kuki linked arms with him.
"Come on, we're of to see the Wizard!"
Deep inside the basket, Toto sighed. Tornados, colorfull midget kids, Wizards, and now a talking scarecrow. He couldn't take much plus of this.
"O.K. now we've got some problems." The Good Witch groaned. "We need to get toi to The Wizard ASAP."
"The what?"
"The Wizard of Oz! She can do anything. She can grant any wish. She'll get toi home, before anything bad happens..."
"Anything bad happens?!?! Wizard?!?! Wishes!?!?! Can this jour get any weirder?"
"Probably. But first, toi need to know how to get there. EMMA!!!!! BRING THE SCROLL!!!!!"
A brunette girl rushed vers l'avant, vers l’avant with the scroll and opened it up. She then turned to Kuki.
"Hello!" greeted the munchkin. She exstended her hand. "I'm Emma, mayor of Munchkin Land."
"Oh, hello." sighed Kuki. She shook the Mayors hand as though meeting the mayor of a previously seemingly not-real city was an every jour acurance. If toi can't beat 'em, rejoindre 'em.
"A-hem!" Emma cleared her throat. "It here par states that to get the émeraude City, accueil of the Wizard of Oz, the person in question must follow the yellow-brick road."
"The Yellow brick road?"
"The Yellow brick road."
"Well, It seems easy enough..." Kuki mumbled while looking down at the yellow path.
"Well, good-bye and good-luck." nodded the Good Witch.
Toto dooked nervously. Kuki gulped nervously. This must be a dream. It had to be a dream, didn't it? Well, time to get moving. After all toi couldn't get hurt in a dream.
Could you?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kuki skipped down the path while humming the arc en ciel Monkey song. toi know, the theme song? Come on, toi all know the words....
arc en ciel Monkeys, arc en ciel Monkeys,
Oh, so very round and super chunky,
Bringing l’amour where ever they go,
Everyone's made of a big rainbow.
Oh, red and orange, and rose and blue,
arc en ciel Monkeys, arc en ciel Monkeys,
We l’amour you!
Oh my, I can hear Numbuh 4 screaming from here. Back to the story. Kuki's basket swang from one arm, Toto asleep inside. He didn't mind, the rickoshaying of the basket was like a carnival ride. Kuki abrubtley stopped humming. She heard a voice.
"GET OFF ME YA DANG CRUDDY BIRDS!" moaned the voice.
A blé, maïs feild that had surrounded both sides of the road broke off into a clearing. In the center of the clearing sat a scarecrow. Crows were circling the scarecrow. But who had been talking?
"Aw, poor thing." sighed Kuki.
She then hopped the fence. Kuki waved her hands at the birds, causing them to disperse.
"Phew, thanks!" a dit a voice behind the girl.
Kuki whipped around, only to come face to face to... the scarecrow?
"Who a dit that?" cried out Kuki.
"Ummm.. I did." a dit the Scarecrow.
Kuki screamed and fell backwards, landing on her butt.
"Why the heck are toi screaming?" cried out the Scarecrow
"W-well, where I come from, scarecrows don't talk."
"That must be pretty anoying."
"Not really."
"Would toi mind letting me down? My arms are falling asleep."
"Um, O.K."
Kuki let the Scarecrow down, and took a good look at him. He looked pretty normal, ya know-blond hair and green eyes, except for his abnormal shortness. Though, he was wearing patchwork overalls, a flannel shirt, and a straw wide brimmed hat. If it had been anywhere else, she would have thought he was a kid dressed up for Halloween. If it were not for the foins, hay that jutted out every so often out of his clothes and skin.
"So, were did toi say toi were from, anyway?"
"The Suburbs"
"That's in Canada, right?"
"Did those birds peck toi in the head, ou somthing?"
"Or somthing. I have no brain."
"That's not a very nice thing to say about yourself."
"Nope, I was actually born without a brain. It's a very serious medical condition."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's O.K. I just wish I were a bit smarter. At least that would let me think up a plan to get those danged crows away from my corn!!!"
"Hey, I have an idea! toi could go see the wizard! She can grant any wish!"
"Do toi really think the great and powerful Oz would grant my wish?"
"Of course she would. She sounds pretty nice."
"I dunno..."
Kuki linked arms with him.
"Come on, we're of to see the Wizard!"
Deep inside the basket, Toto sighed. Tornados, colorfull midget kids, Wizards, and now a talking scarecrow. He couldn't take much plus of this.