Inspiration: what if Dorothy didn't take the cookies when she ran away? What if Aunty Em offered cookies to Ms. Gulch and she accepted them?

Cookies

"I have cookies waiting inside if you would like to discuss this over brunch?" Aunty Em offered, smiling tightly.

Knowing she would probably take the dog anyways, Ms. Gulch smirked and replied, "Yes, but not too much, I need to stay in shape."


Em set the cookies on the table, while Ms. Gulch waited impatiently, tapping her foot.

"Careful, they're hot!" Aunt Em warned.

Rolling her eyes, Almira carefully picked up a cookie and took a tiny bite.

Then she flipped out and ate nearly all of them!

Aunt Em's smile became more smug with every cookie she took.

Soon enough, Ms. Gulch started to feel sick, and she started coughing.


"I'll take you outside to your bike now, okay Ms. Gulch?" Aunty Em asked in fake consideration.

Ms. Gulch was buried under the house that night.

Aunt Em whistled a tune in victory.

The house began to pitch, the kitchen took a switch!

It landed on the wicked witch in the middle of a ditch!

Which was not a healthy situation for...a wicked witch!


Tidbit time!

So, we were being kind of loud in the basement, and we were trying to shoosh each other (it was mainly Josh, he kept talking loudly without realizing it), and he left, and then we were super quiet...coincidence!?

Josh: *peeks head in* Oh, so you're all being quiet now? Good.

Trinity (and me): Get out-

(Just me now): *whisper-shouting* YOU WERE PART OF THE PROBLEM.

Josh: Oh okay, I'm just gonna go cry somewhere now. *shuts door*

Trinity and Julia: *give me weird looks*

Trinity: *brief laugh* Ha wow, harsh.

Me: Haha I know, sorry but now SHOOSH! *looks back at book*

Gosh, we're dramatic.