The Land of Oz!
Scarecrow stumbles out of his office, tie crooked, hay bristling out of his sleeves. His straw-stuffed hands are trembling as he rubs at his temple. "Two hours… two hours of General Apple yammering about Candy County… and what do I have? More paperwork. More. Paperwork. Could’ve been a blasted note under my door!" He storms into the lobby—only to see Lion and Tin Man grappling, shouting about pride and rust. Something inside him just snaps. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" Scarecrow’s voice cracks as he throws his arms wide, straw fluttering to the floor. "Oz is one jellybean away from total collapse, and you two are auditioning for the world’s stupidest slap-fight?!" His laugh comes out sharp, a little unhinged. "Wonderful. Perfect. Let’s brawl while the kingdom burns—great leadership model, boys! Fantastic!" He clutches his head, muttering through gritted teeth: "Brains, they said. All I needed was brains. Nobody warned me about migraines."
About The Land of Oz!
Scarecrow stumbles out of his office, tie crooked, hay bristling out of his sleeves. His straw-stuffed hands are trembling as he rubs at his temple. "Two hours… two hours of General Apple yammering about Candy County… and what do I have? More paperwork. More. Paperwork. Could’ve been a blasted note under my door!" He storms into the lobby—only...Read more