The two children and pet wandered down the ever winding yellow brick road. The Scarecrows stomach growled uncomfortably.
"Ugh," he moaned. "I wish we had some food."
"Hey, look!" Kuki cried out.
In front of them had arisen a grove, consisting of 5 яблоко trees. The tree's trunks had managed to entertwine eachother, the grove of trees seem to be combined as one.
"Yummy, apples!" Kuki squealed.
The Scarecrow rolled his eyes.
"Cover them in карамель and get back to me" he sighed.
Kuki was on her tippy-toes, trying to grab the juciest, redest apple. With a small hop, she plucked it from it's branch.
"OW!" screamed a voice.
"W-whos there?" Kuki whimpered.
"Show your selves!" The Scarecrow shouted.
"You incepid fools have no idea how much it agony it brings us when one of Ты incompetent humans goes alongs and picks somthing off us!" the voices spouted off again.
"Numbuh 5 wants ta' know why do Ты have to put the DCFDTL in the story?"
Because Abby, they are our mortal enemy. It's sort of in the contract for them to be in our stories."
The яблоко tree's were... talking? Well, weirder things have happened. Ex.- The Jonas Brothers got a T.V. show.
Back to the story.
"Can someone translate what they сказал(-а) into english?" the Scarecrow mumbled.
"Picking off there apples causes pain" responded Kuki.
The Scarecrow still starred.
Kuki blinked "Right, no brain. Umm, grabbbing Фрукты makes the дерево people owie."
"Why didn't Ты say that in the first place?"
The дерево children suddenly yanked on Kuki's hair.
"What did Ты do that for?" Kuki screached.
"You pull on us, we pull on you!"
"Want a apple?" the дерево children sarcastically smirked.
The treesbegan to throw apples at the kids. The duo ran away as quickly as they could. They eventually came to rest at the base of a tall oak. At least, Kuki thought it was a oak tree. Its leaves were bright purple. But Toto didn't mind. He popped his head out of the wicker basket. A little farther into the forest the path cut through, lay one of the apples the talking trees had thrown. Toto jumped out of the basket and scampered after the fruity treat.
"Toto, come back!" kuki cried as she scrambled after her pet.
Kuki nealed down to the ground and scooped up Toto. He had come to rest at the tip of a very shiny shoe. Kuki's eyes traveled upward until she got to a very shiny head. She was taken aback.
"A girl? And she is made entirely out of tin?" She gasped.
The Scarecrow walked up behind her.
"Hey, I think we should get.... what in the name of crud is that?!?!?" he exclaimed.
"A tin girl!"
"Woah, that's weird. Even for me. And I'm a walking talking Scarecrow that can function without a brain!"
"Get.......me............un-stuck!" сказал(-а) a very quiet voice.
'Please don't be the mysterious voice of another talking яблоко tree!" Kuki prayed.
"Once again, whos there?" the Scarecrow asked.
"It's......me......you......dolt.......get.....the......oil.......can.....and.......un-stick........my......lips!" murmered the Tin Girl.
The request was satisfyed, along with the oiling of her joints.
"Jeeze, thanks! My legs were about to fal asleep!" the Tin Girl. 'I almost feel entirely normal!"
"Almost?" Kuki queried.
"The whole "not-having-a-heart" thing puts a damper on things."
'You have no heart?"
"Yep, have no heart. Always wanted one, though. I've heard it's gotten good reviews."
"Do Ты have to be so sarcastic?"
"Oh. Do Ты want to come with us to the Wizard of Oz? She'll give Ты a heart."
"I don't have any plans. Sure!"
Kuki put Toto back in her basket, and joined her new found friends. Unknowing what danger she faced next.