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primasylph · 19 days ago
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PGSM SAILOR MOON AND SAILOR MERCURY TRANSFORMATION THEMES - BE WHO YOU ARE
Music can say just as much about characters, themes, and story as any dialogue or plot. And while rewatching PGSM, I was thinking about the senshis' Makeup themes - The music that plays during their Makeup transformations.
And I find it curious that the Sailor Moon and Mercury themes are structurally similar.
Here is the first phrase of both themes:
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I placed Accent Marks (>) where Usagi and Ami's themes share notes. If we remove some of Usagi's notes and make the remaining notes last longer, the first half is like Ami's. It's like they have a similar structure.
And the differences feels very representative of the two girls! Usagi has more, faster notes. She's very excitable and outgoing, rushing into things, as pointed out by our characters in-universe.
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Meanwhile Ami has less, longer notes. She's more shy and introverted than Usagi.
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It's almost like if Usagi has her theme, Ami is imitating it in her own style, except she isn't as outgoing as Usagi so hers is slower. Related to this is where Usagi's theme goes up an extra note after the Bb, making hers move up an octave since it began, Ami's goes back down and starts a pattern that descends to the starting note. Usagi has a higher capacity for extroversion than Ami, who goes back down where it’s comfortable.
Much like how Ami changes her personality and the way she interacts with Usagi in Act 5 to be more like Usagi and what she thinks Usagi would prefer of her but it's ultimately not Ami's character, Ami's music starts with a similar but slower pattern to Usagi's like it's trying to catch up and be like her. But, ultimately it goes back down and does its own thing.
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Just like Ami, who ultimately decides to act like herself and the ways that she is comfortable with around her friends. Though, she does keep some of the changes from earlier in the act, namely calling Usagi and Rei by Usagi-Chan and Rei-Chan, she does it because she’s actually comfortable with it.
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In my eyes, that’s what that similar music phrase in the makeup themes is — Ami found something new that’s similar to Usagi and is comfortable with it. She incorporates the parts that she’s happy with but ultimately is still her and has her own style beyond it.
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primasylph · 24 days ago
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The 1946 musical comedy film The Harvey Girls reunited Wizard of Oz alums Judy Garland and Ray Bolger. Here are the scenes the two shared together, including a deleted scene from the DVD. I'd like to think they're still dancing together, somewhere over the rainbow. ;D
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primasylph · 26 days ago
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primasylph · 1 month ago
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New Scarothy smut no one asked for!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/67948446
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primasylph · 1 month ago
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ur art doesn’t need to be perfect!!! it does need to be horny & grotesque tho
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primasylph · 1 month ago
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Hey instead of just canceling your Paramount plus subscription, put that money you were spending to good use by donating to npr and pbs
Only about $1.60 per tax paying us citizen was being spent on public broadcasting per year.
Donating $1.60 per month would make up for the loss of budget from 12 taxpayers. If you donate your paramount plus subscription of $7.99 you are making up for the money spent on it from 60 tax payers per year!
If you had the 12.99 subscription? You are making up for the loss of budget that would have come from nearly 100 people.
If just ten people do a donation of 12.99 per month, that makes up for the taxes of 900+ people. Imagine if 100 people did monthly donations? And that's JUST if you do 12.99$ a month.
Consider donating.
Hell npr has a special bonus service if you do 8$ a month^^^^
Cancel some subscriptions you don't use and do this instead.
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primasylph · 2 months ago
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In Modern Screen Magazine, 1938, Ray Bolger announces his upcoming film, The Wizard Oz: "'This much I do know,' Ray continued with enthusiasm. 'I'm to do The Wizard of Oz. I'm looking forward to this because I feel it can be a highly amusing and successful picture. I'm not sure whether I will play the Scarecrow, or the Tin Woodman. Both are swell parts and if they keep it in a light vein, sticking to fantasy, I think it will be a big hit. Judy Garland is to play Dorothy, the little girl blown from Kansas to the Land of Oz. There are some marvelous songs in it, so she should be perfect.' There will be a rooting section for Ray here, because there's no one who deserves a break more than said gent. Chockful of talent, charm, and personality, he is just what the fans have ordered for good fun."
You can read the full interview here: https://archive.org/details/Modern-Screen-1938-11-Vol-17-No-6/page/50/mode/2up
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primasylph · 2 months ago
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hey! I’m scared
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primasylph · 2 months ago
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I love these goobers so much I got to watch the Tom and Jerry wizard of oz and I ship these goobers so much it’s not even funny lol
I love how he is so kind and attentive to her he is such a gentleman
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primasylph · 2 months ago
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Drew Dorothy & Scarecrow from #WizardOfOz Watching Wicked had me inspired to re-watch the movie and read the actual book :)) my reading of the movie was that Dorothy and Scarecrow were more close than the others
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primasylph · 2 months ago
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Someone told me ya'l like TinCrow so I wrote a one-shot set 13 years before the events of Daydream In Blue. Enjoy 😉
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primasylph · 2 months ago
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everyone shut up. shut up and put down what you're doing. it's the second coming of christ
toei is broadcasting toku sailor moon on toei channel beginning July 4.
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primasylph · 2 months ago
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She's finally on AO3 so it really feels official. Please read, like, comment & share!
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primasylph · 2 months ago
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AO3 is down so I'm dusting off FF.net to publish my most recent baby <3
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primasylph · 2 months ago
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Dorothy Gale has returned to Oz after 20 years & the Scarecrow has some inconvenient feelings about it...
Daydream In Blue
A Dorothy/Scarecrow 18+ Fan Fiction
By Primasylph
All characters depicted are 21+
It was a bright, sunny day in the poppy field outside the Emerald City. The Scarecrow & Dorothy Gale walked together, hand in hand, reminiscing about their past adventures. Back then she was just a girl from Kansas who wanted to find her way back home & he was just a scarecrow who longed for something more than straw filling his head. Now after many years, she had returned to Oz for good. In place of the girl, a grown woman now stood, with the same gentile heart but more self-assured & a twinge of weariness. Also now with a womanly figure that accentuated her petite frame. He was now the wise king of all Oz, trying desperately not to let on that he had taken notice.
She rested her head on his shoulder & snaked her arm around his waist as they walked. He did the same, mentally chastizing himself for imagining his hand roaming down to her hips.
"Remember when I used to cuddle up with you at night?"
He smiled, relieved to return his thoughts to those more innocent times.
"It was the only way you'd sleep some nights, you were so homesick."
"Also just liked cuddling with you. Made me feel safe."
Their eyes met. Dorothy looked up at him lovingly with a slight blush across her cheeks. Scarecrow took in the lovely sight, proud knowing that sweet girl had chosen him to be her protector. Suddenly his mind shifted to what cuddling her now would be like - her curvy body pressed up against him with his arms clutched tightly around her, feeling in his lap her round, supple -
"D - doubt you need ol" Scarecrow to cuddle with you now!", he stammered out as he jerked his head away.
"I might", Dorothy retorted in a lower, muschevious tone.
Dorothy pounced on Scarecrow, attempting to grasp him into a tight embrace. He whirled around, grasping her by her shoulders & yelped excitedly.
"What are you doing?!"
"I wanna cuddle!"
"I thought you'd be too old for that!"
"Never!"
In a fit of laughter, the two danced around eachother in a flirtatious play-fight. Scarecrow didn't take long to concede, allowing Dorothy to overtake him. The action caused both to lose their footing & tumble to the ground. Breathless & feeling her heaving body right underneath him, Scarecrow propped himself up to face her. He knew he should apologize & help her back up but he couldn't compel his body to move. He was transfixed by Dorothy's beautiful face, flushed quivering chest & eyes full of desire. He could also feel the space between her legs right up against his & it was so warm. He could no longer resist & kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around him, returning his kiss with a moan. As their lips intertwined so did their limbs.
Feeling Dorothy's hips buck into him, Scarecrow allowed his hands to roam up & down her body. Soon the chirping birds & gentile breeze blowing through the field was taken over by their moans & cries of pleasure. Dorothy overtook him again, straddling his lap. She continued bucking her hips but with a more intense, rhythmic pace. Scarecrow was completely entranced, laying back & moving his hips along with hers. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her even if he tried - a vision of beauty & lust. The front of her dress had even come open, revealing her full breasts, barely covered by delicate white lace. They danced hypnotically in time with the rest of her.
Everything around them became a blur of blue, green & red. Having completely cercomed to sexual pleasure, Scarecrow felt his whole body begin to tense up, as if his soul was preparing to escape. Dorothy looked to feel the same with panting breath & furrowed brows.
"Oh, Scare...", she whimpered desperately, placing his hand on her breast. He grasped the round, hot flesh & squeezed it hard.
"Dorothy..."
With that she threw back her head & they both cried out. He felt himself on the brink of erotic oblivion & squeezed his eyes shut, readying himself for inevitable release.
Instead his body jolted himself awake.
He was seated in an armchair in the vast library of the Emerald Palace. In his lap lay a massive volume on Ozian history, open on the chapter chronicling the fabled lost ruler Ozma. He had begun reading it to take his mind off the current state of affairs.
Dorothy Gale, the young girl from Kansas, had indeed returned to Oz to stay, now in the full bloom of womanhood. Scarecrow could have never anticipated the feelings that roused in him seeing her like that. He had always loved her of course, in a protective brotherly way, but this was very diffrent.
This was lust.
And he was known to be her fiercest protector, her closest companion, the one she missed most of all. It was as much a part of their story as the ruby slippers & the main reason he was so popular as king.
His upstanding moral virtue.
Scarecrow closed the book with an echoing thud & rested his head in his hands. He had never felt more dissapointed in himself. In the months since Dorothy's return he felt compelled to keep her at arm's length, lest adding any more fodder to those dreams which had become more frequent. The looks of confusion & hurt on her face were hard to bear but he told himself constantly it was better this way.
It was the day before her coronation & she was off being fitted for her gown. In his authority as king he decided to crown her a princess of Oz, gifting her the means to live in comfort all her days. It was the least he could do. According to Dorothy, her later years in Kansas weren't the happiest. Her aunt & uncle, a husband, all deceased within a few years of eachother. Then a famine that decimated her farm, causing the remaining farmhands to leave. With little to eat & no family left, no wonder she chose to walk into a tornado in the hopes she'd return to Oz. Return to him.
Needless to say, he had a lot to live up to. There were plans to finalize, speeches to write. Tin Man & Lion were also an integral part of the proceedings as it would be the first time all four of them would be reunited, complete with a grand ball & tour retracing their journey through Oz. Hopefully they'd both arrive on time.
As he strolled out of the library, he caught his reflection in the in viridescent sheen of the hallway. He posed an impressive figure in his regal attire, a far cry from the shabby, wobbly-leggd thing he was all those years ago. Underneath though, so much was the same. Namely, a lack of anything between his legs. His attraction to Dorothy proved to him all the feelings & drives a normal male would have, but she had been married. She'd have expectations. How could he think he could ever satisfy her as a lover? Even in the fantastical land of Oz, some things could never be.
The coronation festivities went on exactly as planned. The citizens of Oz crowded the streets of the Emerald City, craining to see the royal proscssion pass by with Dorothy Gale in her crystal carriage drawn by four polychromatic horses. A choir of songbirds & trumpets welcomed her to the palace where delegates representing the various lands were in attendance. Clad in ceremonial green robes with her hair fixed in lush waves, Dorothy proceeded to the Ozian throne where Scarecrow stood with Tim Man & Lion on either side.
"Its almost like a wedding", he thought as he watched her walk towards him. A warm smile spread across her face as her eyes met his. "Maybe in another life, I'd be giving you a ring instead of this crown." Something inside him began to hurt but he forced the smile on his face to remain. What husband could he be to her if he couldn't even perform the most basic marital duty?
This was still a joyous day & he'd act like it. He guided her to the throne where she sat as he lifted the crown high & said the words:
As he placed the crown on Dorothy's head, the attendees erupted in applause.
"Dorothy Gale of Kansas, I bestow this crown upon you so that you shall henceforth be known as a princess of Oz to all those who reside within this land. May the glory of Ozma be upon you for all your days."
Tin Man looked on proudly. Lion beamed wiping back tears. Scarecrow may have been biased but he thought she made the most beautiful princess in Ozian history. There was no faking his smile there.
After the ceremony, the four adjourned to the palace balcony to greet the crowd outside who gathered to see Dorothy & her companions reunited. For a moment she looked out at the sea of people overwhelmed but Scarecrow placed a gentile hand on her shoulder. With that silent reassurance they smiled & waved together. At the sight of them side by side the crowds cheered even louder. Emboldened she took his hand in hers, which he allowed until he felt her fingers attempt to intertwine with his. Feigning intrest in acknowledging the crowds to far left, he broke away. Dorothy looked back to him, dejected but not suprised. She turned her attention to Lion, who excitedly picked her up & whirled her around to the crowd's delight. Unbeknownst to everyone, Tin Man caught the entire exchange, finding it highly peculiar.
"Everything alright between you two?" Tin asked, leaning into his friend while continuing to smile & wave.
"Me & who?", he responded, keeping his attention on the crowd.
Tin leaned in further. "You & Dorothy, Scare."
"Everything's wonderful, couldn't be happier!" He asserted through his wide smile, which had become somewhat strained.
The more his friend deflected the more Tin could surmise how much things weren't right but it was hardly the time to pry further. Instead he ushered Scarecrow back to their group of four, hooking his arm around Dorothy & Lion. Arm in arm together, that's when they were at their best. That was the hope at least. Life now was sure as Oz a lot more complicated than it was back then.
The commencement of the ball marked the finale of the coronation festivities before the tour. Scarecrow felt he could relax for the first time that day, loosing himself in the beautifully dressed attendees floating about the room with their escorts & champagne. The years he spent alone in that cornfield he could have never imagined this is what his life would become. Then as if on cue, he spotted the glittering of the ruby slippers reflected in the surface of the dance floor. Slowly his eyes moved upward to reveal the sensual figure in the cerulean gown. A delicate silver tiara sat atop chestnut waves. A tantalizing neckline curving around soft full cleavage. Plump crimson lips contrasting against glowing skin. Hazel eyes, lucent & searching.
Despite all his reservations he compelled himself to walk across the floor. She smiled sweetly as he offered her hand. He escorted her to the center of the floor. The other dancing couples parted & made room for them. With a bow their dance began. Scarecrow found nothing more natural. His body knew exactly what to do. His hands knew exactly where to go. He lead Dorothy around with ease. He could hold her close & feel no guilt. If only it could always be this way.
The dance concluded, again with a bow, but Dorothy's smile faded. In its place was a look of bemusement fixed on him before walking away. Worried, he followed her.
"What do you want with me, Scare?", she began in a hushed tone.
"What do you mean?" He felt the wobbiliness in his legs return, making it harder for him to keep up. She made sure they were in a deserted alcove before turning on her heel to respond.
" You've been pushing me away all this this time then you dance with me & hold me. I don't understand!"
He stood there in silence, unsure as how to respond.
"Is it all for for show? Do you not like me anymore?" Her voice broke as tears gathered in her eyes.
"Course I do, Dorothy. I love you!" He pulled her into a gentile embrace
"I love you too.' Tears streamed down her face. He wiped them away with the back of his hand then his thumb. She leaned into his touch & looked into his eyes. He innocently touched his lips to hers, thinking he could stop there but it felt too good. He kissed her again & again, deepening it each time. She tightened her embrace around him & kissed him back. It was all becoming too heated. He had to stop.
"I'm sorry." He gently but firmly pulled away.
"I should go." Leaving a bewildered Dorothy behind, Scarecrow reluctantly walked away. He reminded himself to straighten his posture & fix his face. He was still the host of this event & had to make his rounds before the end of the evening.
The more polite small talk & glad-handing he did, the heavier his actions towards Dorothy weighed on him. In his effort to reman her stalwart innocemt companion, he had made himself into a real jerk. It didn't help that every other comment was about how beautifully they danced together, how great it was they were reunited, how pure & sweet their relationship was. All he could think of was himself pushing her away, leaving her confused & hurt all because of his own very impure desires. A jerk and a lecher.
The last group of guests couldn't have left soon enough. He had to find Dorothy & make things right. Walking to her room, Scarecrow mentally practiced everything he was going to say, right up until he lifted his fist to knock on her door. Which she opened before he had the chance.
"Scare! I was just about to go look for you."
"I've been looking for you too." He felt hopeful her forgiveness of him would be quick. Instead she crossed her arms & looked at him with a serious frown.
"What in the world was that earlier?"
In an instant every thing he had practiced in his head to say disappeared as soon as his hope did.
"Dorothy, I..." He faced her initially but found it too intimidating. He looked down at his hands instead, which had begun shaking. "I'm real sorry for acting so strange. It's not like me to be a jerk, 'specially not to you. It's just that - well, you see, since you came back, it's - well, you've been makinge feel, ah, like I -"
"Yes."
She grasped his shaking hands in hers & looked him dead in the face. "You in love with me, Scare?"
"Then why be like this? If you weren't so fixed on being a jerk, you'd notice I'm in love with you too, you silly scarecrow!" Her frown broke into a forgiving smile & kissed his suprised face. He wanted to kiss her back but the other half of his reason for showing restraint still weighed on him.
"The thing is I have these feelings like I wanna do things with you that people in love do that's more than just kissin', but I don't wanna dissapoint you."
"How could you dissapoint me?"
"I don't think I can be with you that way. I don't have a...the right parts."
"Oh. You mean us...making love?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to?"
"Very much but don't know how it could work between us."
She pulled him in close & whispered, "You could always come with me to my bed & we could find out together."
With that Dorothy pulled him into her room & locked the door behind them. They sat on the edge of her bed & kissed eachother slowly & deeply.
He felt his knees buckle & his face burn bright crimson as he clutched this unbelievable woman in his arms. He didn't have to say "Yes". The impassioned kiss he gave her in response said it all.
Scarecrow may not have had some things but he did have a tounge & he was determined to to use it. He flicked it playfully against hers. She giggled.
"Where'd you learn to kiss like that?""
"A gentleman never tells", he replied coyly before doing it again & again. She seemed to really like it, giving"Mmm s" of approval
"Would you be a gentleman & help me outta my dress?" She turned around & pushed her long hair aside, revealing the zipper down her back . It felt like unwrapping the best present ever. He pushed the back of her dress aside, softly caressing the skin underneath.
"Do my hands feel okay?"
"Yes."
He kissed her bare shoulder as she guided his hands to her chest to bring the front of her dress down then to her bare breasts. He had to catch his breath. His hands froze in place. Dorothy leaned back into him & moved her hand to palm his cheek. He turned to face her & was met with reassuring eyes.
"You can touch me."
He willed his fingers to contract around them. They were softer & fleshier that he could have ever imagined. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation. He enveloped her mouth with his again as he kneaded her breasts. He soon felt puckering flesh under his palms. Taking an index finger, he brushed against one. She gasped. He did it again to both. She moaned.
"No idea you could be so naughty!" She turned around & fell on top of him. He felt her hips contract iwith a shudder. She got up & shimmied the rest of her gown off, leaving her in nothing but silk drawers & thigh high hose.
"You give me a little heartbeat right here", touching herself right between her legs. "Do you feel the same way?"
His eyes widened as he watched her place a hand on his crotch. He nodded. She squeezed & rubbed it as she continued touching herself. He fell back into the bed, feeling his insides turn to jelly - hot, throbbing jelly if that was possible. He felt her straddle him. He looked up to see her drawers gone & treated to the sight of her wild v-shaped patch of public hair. She slowly pressed it into his crotch bringing with it the warm, wet heat of her arousal. Tentatively he returned the motion feeling the sweet pressure he's felt in his whole body concentrate in his pelvis.
"Make love to me, Scare."
He looked deep in her eyes. "Dorothy....you're so precious to me." He clutched her backside , feeling the build-up come. "So... very... much."
He brought his hands to her hips as they moved together. Her dancing breasts, her enraptured expression, it was so much like the dream he had but now it was real. Unlike his dream, he wasn't satisfied to just lie back & watch. Instead he sat up to hold her & feel her sweaty naked body against him. It was enough to make him loose it all but he wanted to do it with her.
It wasn't long before a deep tremor hit his body as she convulsed against him. They cried out together in a moaning chorus. As the wave of extacy subsided, they collapsed back into the bed. Scarecrow felt like a drained, empty husk in the best way possible. He looked over to Dorothy who glistened with sweat. A serene look on her face gazed back at him, framed by beautifully messy ringlets. Her hand lingered on his chest. He was determined to enshrine this image of her in his mind forever.
As he clasped his hand over hers, both of them faded into sleep. Scarecrow couldn't remember a more restful night. No frenzied dreams of lust, just the comfort & warmth of his Dorothy resting beside him & the soft whisper of her voice saying, "I love you, you silly scarecrow."
The tour of Oz made for an interesting situation given the recent developments between Dorothy Gale & The Scarecrow. There was a silent understanding between them to keep things discreet as it was al so exciting & new. There were lingering looks, hushed conversations, sneaking into eachothers rooms after hours. This would have all been well & good if they weren't also sharing a train with Lion & Tin Man.
One early morning saw Dorothy dressed only in a gossamer robe & messy hair attempting to part from Scarecrow, who hastily tried to straighten his outfit & hat in between parting kisses. Unfortunately in their romantic stupor, neither realized it wasn't nearly as early as either thought.
"Dorothy, I really have to go!" He tilted away as she persisted kissing his face, his cheek, his neck. "Another minute won't hurt", she purred. He gave in immediately, dipping her & kissing her sensuously. They carried on like that far longer than a minute. It wasn't until Dorothy saw two figures in the corner of her of her eye that either knew they were being watched.
"We just bumped into eachother in the hallway! So we said "Good morning", then I tripped!"
Tin Man with Lion in tow, stood in the hallway with his arms crossed & a chagrined expression on his face. He watched them flail in suprise, then offer up hasty explanations.
"Y-yeah, she tripped so I caught her, then she fainted so I had to revive her with my mouth, And it took awhile so - "
"Oh my Oz, we know!" Tin exclaimed with an eye roll.
"You know?" they both replied in unison.
"Yes! Ever since the ball when we saw you two kissing from across the room, & we were going to continue to let you think we didn't know but - "
"But you two-se are blockin' the path to the dinin' car n' I'm hungry!" Lion interjected.
With beet - red faces, they stepped aside to let their friends pass, but not before leaving some parting comments.
"Congratulations, by the way, Scare. Didn't think you had it in you!"
"Oh you stop, Tin! I knew ol' Scarey could do it, an' it was the most romantic thing l ever saw! Dorothy, you're a very lucky girl!"
"No, I'm the lucky one", Scarecrow added. He put his arm around her & he kissed her forehead. She smiled. Lion looked on adoringlingly. Tin gave an exasperated sigh.
"Alright, that's enough lovey - dovey stuff before I've had my morning oil!"
They all laughed.
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primasylph · 3 months ago
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Ray Bolger and Judy Garland, (1960s) from “The Judy Garland Show”
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