Dorothy stared down at her spot at the table. There was some sort of green pasta dish on her plate, a glass, and an assortment of dull forks that were set in a row on a green napkin made out of fabric. She looked away from her food, finding it completely unappetizing, especially in Oz's presence.

The Wizard smiled and clasped his hands together as they sat at the table together. "So, Dorothy, now that we've agreed..."

"What?" Dorothy asked with a roll of her eyes.

"It's time that I tell you of our past together. Of the relationship we had forged together as the youngest known people on Earth," Oz said, his voice spinning silk in soft hands. "I know I have not been... as kind to you as I should be, but under these circumstances, I hardly blame myself for being cruel. Forgive me."

Dorothy had to take a double take as she widened her eyes. She blinked at him as her mouth fell open.

"We were the best of friends, Dorothy. We were married, not long before we had to leave the planet. We were going to rebuild society on Earth once the storms ended and we could return to safety together. ."

She shook her head fiercely. "I don't believe you." She picked her glass up and began to sip on her drink-- it was green, but it tasted just like water.

Oz gave his head a slow shake and clicked his tongue as he brought his hands together at the fingertips. "My, my. You are fairly easy to convince with certain things, but not the fact of our past love?"

Dorothy nearly spat out her drink, but inhaled it instead, and coughed loudly when he had said that. Being married was one thing-- but being in love? She knew that the two weren't necessarily synonymous, and she hadn't expected them to be with her and Oz. He was out of his mind to even suggest it.

Oz gave her a smug smile and pushed a cloth napkin towards her. "Since you don't believe me, I'll have to show you the videographic evidence I had brought with me from Earth."

She grabbed the napkin and dabbed her mouth, trying to hide her now beet red face.
"How would you remember things? You were in cryosleep, too."

"Ah, just a simple use of a computer and electrodes," Oz said, "nothing too difficult. I have the footage that was played on a loop and sent through the electrodes."

"Well yeah, but when did you land?" Dorothy asked, clearing her throat loudly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. "What are you playing at?"

"I'm not playing at anything. It's just suspicious how you've obviously been on this planet for a long enough time to reach this level of... leadership, or whatever your sick mind calls it, and still look no older than twenty-three," Dorothy replied quickly as she set the napkin back down on the table beside her plate of barely touched green food.

The Wizard's lips twisted in a smirk. "All in good time, my dear."

"Stop with the dear stuff," Dorothy spat. "I don't care what happened in the past. I am not your dear. I am not in love with you."

Oz arched an eyebrow at her. "Remember, dear, about what I told you. I could have him killed at any moment."

She slumped her shoulders and looked down at that statement with a slight nod. Any misstep could lead to Bo's death. It would be all her fault.

Oz dabbed his mouth delicately with one of the deep green cloth napkins and pulled away from the table in his chair and stood up. He stepped over to the hidden door in the wall. He turned over to Dorothy.

"Meet me in the sitting room in five minutes, dear," Oz said with a sneer just before he exited the room.

Dorothy scowled and let out a growl of frustration once he had left the room. She pushed herself away from the table, slamming the chair back. It fell to the floor with a clatter.
Why couldn't things go right for once? She wouldn't even get to see Bo...

The Wizard told her that she had to do something important for him before she could even get to see the cyborg, and it would only be that one time before he had his trial, in which, the Wizard had stated, Bo would be named guilty no matter what.

Dorothy knew that she should have seen it coming-- Glinda herself had told her that the Wizard did not do anything for anyone unless they had done something that he had requested of them first.

She resolved that, once she was alone, she would try to contact Aras and the rest of the incognito coup. They had to start something before it was too late to do anything.

                    ***

Dorothy entered the sitting room exactly four minutes later, dreading the meeting each step of the way.

Oz was sitting down in his usual armchair. A wooden table with a hologram sat between his chair and Dorothy's usual chair, displaying an image of him and Dorothy holding hands. Holographic Oz was smiling serenely out in front of him, while holographic Dorothy was looking down with a bashful grin. They appeared to have been walking somewhere when someone or something had taken the picture.

"Play video," Oz said, then sat back in his chair.
Dorothy peered closely at the hologram as it began to play.

The holographic Oz let out a laugh. It was happy, and good-natured, unlike any other time the real Oz had laughed while Dorothy had been with him.

"Stop laughing at me," the holographic Dorothy laughed.

"Fine," Oz said as he twisted towards her, her hand still in his. "But can we do it again? Please?"

Dorothy gave a roll of her eyes, though she still had a goofy grin on her face. She reached up on her tiptoes and joined her lips to Oz's. She hooked her arms under his as he put one hand just above her waist and the other on the back of her head, strands of her black curly hair in between his fingers.

The real Dorothy covered her mouth as she tried not to gag at the horrific display of affection between her and Oz in the holographic video.

The Dorothy in the holograph stepped back down to the bottoms of her feet as Oz dropped his arms. They both grinned widely at each other.

The hologram flashed, and there was an image of a long, rectangular table full of people who appeared to be forty or older, with the exception of Dorothy and Oz, who sat together at the end of the table, Oz at the corner beside an older gentleman with gray hair and glasses, and Dorothy at the end . They both had an elbow propped up on the table, and their hands were joined. Her Aunt Em and Uncle Henry, Dorothy saw, were at the other side, close to her.

Tears welled up in the real Dorothy's eyes as she saw them-- Aunt Em with her fading brown skin and gray-streaked black hair and Uncle Henry's pale face, his more solemn demeanor, and gray hair.

"Your marriage has been approved by the council," a woman with greying brown hair swept into an elegant knot told them.

Dorothy grinned and clapped her hands together. "Really?"

The woman nodded. "Though, there is one caveat. That's your departure from Earth, scheduled for before the storms are predicted to start. Oz will still be leaving about eighteen months before you will."

Oz frowned slightly, but Dorothy smiled  a little, but quickly suppressed it with a superficial frown, as if trying to appear not to be too eager about the situation. Oz grabbed her hand and wrapped it with his, giving it a visible squeeze.

The woman let out a sigh. "As you know, you run the risk of losing most, if not all, of your long term memories unless your brains are stimulated in some way," she said, "While we have been filming these meetings, something more is needed in order for you to not lose memories of each other."

Both Dorothy and Oz nodded, genuinely concerned looking.

"We will need permission to film you both," the woman continued. "This way, you won't lose your memories of each other and we hopefully won't run into any problems with reuniting you both."

The hologram flashed again. This time, Dorothy and Oz were walking together with their hands joined together as they walked down a yellowing field of wilting crops.

"Dorothy, I don't want you to lose memories of me," Oz said with a slight hiss, "That's the whole point of filming everything."

She let out a loud sigh. "I know, but I would love to meet you all over again."

"But what if you stopped loving me, Dorothy?" he asked quickly, turning to her quickly in distress. "What if you don't fall in love with me again? What will I do?"

"Why would I stop loving you, Oz? I love everything about you!"

The hologram flashed again and cut to a long dirt pathway with a makeshift arch at the end. Dorothy and Oz stood in front of each other, in front of a man in a dark suit with a book open in his hand, their hands joined together.

"I now name you lawfully wedded husband and wife," the man said, "You may now kiss the bride."

A/N:
Fun fact: I did not originally plan that. That was something that I just thought of. Boom.
A few facts about The Wizard of Oz movie, courtesy of Mental Floss: In the book, Dorothy's iconic slippers are actually silver. They changed this small fact in the movie in order to show off it Technicolor. Many of the actors who played the Munchkins were actually from Europe and had moved to America to escape Hitler's regime. However, the Munchkins were only payed $50 a week for their performance in the movie, while the dog who was Toto was making $125 a week.

1. Do these plot twists surprise you?

2.Do you like them, or do you feel that they take the story in a less than ideal directions? If so, explain.