Part of this World

The Wicked Witch is Dead

Lori, Dorothy, Scuttle, Sebastian, and Starr were on their way to the Wicked Witch's residence.

"If I had a brain, I'd know how to get that necklace, but that brain is the reason I went with you to the Wizard in the first place," Scuttle declared.

"There has to be a way to get that seashell necklace," Starr said.

Suddenly, Lori's bracelet beeped and turned red again.

"Uh, I think we'd better watch our backs," Lori gulped.

Suddenly, the Wicked Witch appeared in a puff of smoke. "Good to see you, my pretty," she smirked.

Dorothy stood before Lori and hissed at the Wicked Witch.

"Easy, Dorothy—she may be worse than you think," Lori warned her kitty.

"How right you are because your kitty cannot protect you from this!" the Wicked Witch smirked, taking out her seashell necklace. With this necklace, she magically stole Lori's voice. "Now if you want your voice back, you'll have to hand over those slippers!" Just like that, she disappeared.

Lori tried to talk, but nothing came out of her mouth. Dorothy jumped in her hands and meowed in sympathy.

"Oh, no!" Scuttle gasped. "The Witch stole Lori's voice!"

"And we can't get it back unless she hands over the ruby slippers," Sebastian chimed in.

"That does it!" Starr growled. "We're going after that Witch now!"

"You're not afraid?" Sebastian asked.

"Of course, I'm afraid, but that Wicked Witch went too far by taking Lori's voice," Starr declared. "Anyone who messes with my friends is messing with me!"

"But how do we get that necklace?" Sebastian asked.

Suddenly, Lori's bracelet lit up and showed a flashback of her with Sophia, and that's when Dorothy remembered with Sophia said.

"Oh, I get it," Scuttle said. "Lori needs to play her violin/fiddle to get the Wicked Witch to surrender."

Lori smiled at that, agreeing with Scuttle.

"What are we waiting for?" Sebastian asked. "Let's go and get us that necklace!"

Meanwhile, at the Wicked Witch's residence, the Wicked Witch was pleased with what she did. "Ah, that Lori will have no choice but give me those slippers in return for her voice," she smirked.

Suddenly, Lori, Dorothy, Scuttle, Sebastian, and Starr showed up, ready to face that Witch.

"Ah, you've returned for your voice, my pretty," the Wicked Witch smirked.

But Lori held her hand up to tell the Witch to be quiet. Then she took out her violin and played Allegro non molto as fast as she could, making the Witch weak.

"Oh, stop! Please stop!" the Wicked Witch begged.

But Lori kept playing and playing, and the music made the Wicked Witch feel so weak that she melted like a snowman. There was nothing left but her clothes. Lori was horrified.

"She's dead—you killed her," one of the guards gasped.

If only Lori could talk, she'd know what to say.

"She didn't mean to kill her," Sebastian defended Lori. "She wanted to get the Wicked Witch to surrender."

But then the head guard exclaimed, "Hail to Lori! The Wicked Witch is dead!"

All the guards knelt before Lori and chanted, "Hail to Lori! The Wicked Witch is dead!"

Dorothy meowed and went over to the ensemble, and she took the necklace to Lori. Lori looked up at the guards, who knew what her expression meant.

"Please, take the necklace with you," the head guard smiled.

Dorothy meowed as though she was saying "Thank you."

"Now we can go back to the Wizard and tell him the Wicked Witch is dead!" Scuttle beamed.

"The Wicked Witch is dead!" the guards repeated.

Lori wanted her voice back, but the only way to get it was to break the necklace, and the Wizard needed it.