George was in awe of their habitat, but he was preoccupied with all the fleas. "how am I going to get rid off all these fleas?", he thought. He nudged Cecil and whispered to him about the "small" flea problem. "what do you want me to do about it?", Cecil said sarcastically. "Do about what?", Carmen asked. "Uh, nothing!" stammered George. "I was complaining about my sunburn to Cecil is all." Cecil agreed immediately. "That's all we need, is to get on their bad side", groweled Cecil. Please keep your mouth shut until we know what is going on and why they brought us here!

So, who is the new moderator gonna be?

Techie replied, "you better watch it you old bat! Remember, I am THE mad scientist, who ruled all the land!". The witch replied, with a smirk, "Keyword being, RULED the land. Remember, Techboy, you are on my turf now!" She continued her rant with this,"Keep it up, and I'll have my monkies pick you up, and drop you again, until I say stop. That would be a definite hoot!" She walked off, cackling. Techie got up, dusted himself off, and ran after her. "well, what do you have planned now?" How will we ever gain control of Oz again, and rule it? To this the witch replied, "Just you wait, my pret- er, my little techie poo. This witch may be old, but I still have a few tricks up the old broomstick."

Mark, then visibly shaken, thought, will I ever wake up from this twisted dream/ nightmare? It has to be a dream, it's too surreal to happen in real life. The lion asked, are you nut? You're not dreaming. I just saved all of our lives, in a rather risky way. And this is how you want to show your appreciation? I-I'm sorry, lion. I thought I was thinking that to myself. I didn't mean anything by it. Well, I could have lost my very lionhood for you, so you better show a little appreciation. Ok, said Mark. He then went over to the lion and gave him a big ol bear hug. Aw, Shucks. Said the lion. He blushed. You didn't have to do that.

Techie, in betwwen sobs said, oh alright! It's behind the giant green curtain over there. So the lion went to the curtain and yanked it back. Sure enough, there was thre nanomite. Well it was ticking down, 10, 9, 8,.... So, the only thing the lion could think to do was, hike his leg and pee on it. It was quick thinking, but it seemed to work. The nanomite was completely soaked and useless. Hooray!! shouted everyone. Lion, you saved our lives, shouted Mark. Yeah, I did, didn't I? Aw, shucks! Mark said to Techie, That's it. I'm going to make it to where you will never hurt the people of Oz, again. Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do?. I'll show you, Mark said. With that he let out a loud whistle. Just then, the flying monkies swooped down and snatched Techie up, before he even knew what was going on. I'll get you, my preppies! Soutef Techie, and off he went in the dark, gloomy sky.

Mark grabbed Techie by his lab coat and slammed him up against the wall. Where is it?, grumbled Mark. Techie screeched, I'll never tell! If you want to live another second you will spill the beans, Mark declared. You are after all, only 4 ft tall, and I can do some serious bodily injury to you. Oh, alright cried the Techie. Then he started crying and sobbing uncontrollably. Mark looked suprised and dropped Techie before he realized what he was doing. Quick, Mark said, We have less than 30 seconds to live!

"What do you expect to accomplish with all of your Nanotechnolgy?", yelled the scarecrow. The old man looked stunned. Scarecrow then said,"What you didn't think I knew such big words and what they meant? Did you forget I got a brain?" The old man (we'll call him Techie), then said, "No, you big dope, but in about 2 minutes this whole place is gonna explode!" Scarecrow's wheels immediately started turning. What about Mark, the lion, and yes, even the little Munchkins? How will he ever find the nanomite in time? Is there anyone out there that can help him?

Stay tuned for scenes from our next episode!!! BUM-BUM-BUM!!!

When all of a sudden the blob started oozing its way slowly towards Mark. Aw, hee! He thought to himself. "What choice do I have, but to eat it?It'll probably taste like tar or something. but I guess, anything is better tasting than that Finky Drink scarecrow gave me." So away Mark slurped. In between slurps, he thought, "Not bad, actually.Tastes like blackberry jello. Could it be blackberry jello? I guess we'll never know!"

Mark gagged on the thick, casor oil tasting drink. " Yuck! Why on Earth did you have to go and do that?" , he screamed. Then all of a sudden he felt this tremendous shiver go through his body. "What did you do to me, scarecrow?" "oh, it was just a shot of courage,so to speak.", said the scarecrow. Then all of a sudden, Mark shot up into the air. The trees started getting smaller and smaller and smaller. "I WILL NOT EAT THE BLOB!", he screamed at the top of his lungs. He screamed so loud, that you could hear him 3 towns over!

Where, lo and behold, lived the jam people. "you really didn't think we would leave without a fight, did you?", asked the jamman. Mark replied,"Well, when you left the house, yeah, I guess I kinda thought you were gone for good!" To which the jamman replied, "Well, that's what you get for thinking! HAHAHAHAHA! Wait till you see what's in sore for you!"

So, he grabbed the nearest thing in sight, a loaf of bread! He took a piece of the bread and siped it on his leg. "well, I know what I'll be having with supper tonight!", he exclaimed.