Dorothy entered the small room, holding her dog, Toto, close to her.

"Toto, I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore," Dorothy said to her dog.

"Oh, please, don't you think that's getting very old?" a female voice said in the silence. Dorothy jumped. "Who said that?" she asked, squinting in the darkness.

"I did!" the voice replied. "Who else would be talking?"

"Who are you?" Dorothy asked.

"I'll tell you when our other guests arrive," the voice said again.

The door opened and a scarecrow and a tin man walked in. Dorothy turned around. "Scarecrow, Tinman, I'm so happy to see you!" Dorothy squealed as she gave her friends a hug.

"It's good to see you too, Dorothy!" the Scarecrow said.

Just then, a bubble entered the room. It popped to reveal a blonde woman in a blue dress. "Lady Glinda!" Dorothy exclaimed as she ran to give Glinda a hug.

"Hello, Dorothy!" Glinda smiled.

"Is everyone here yet?" the Tinman asked.

"Look around! Does it look like we're all here yet?" the female voice asked.

"No need to be so sassy about it!" the Tinman replied. "Ow!" he exclaimed when something hit him on the head. He picked it up and found out that it was a hairbrush. "Watch it!" the voice said as the Tinman felt the brush being pulled out of his hand.

The next people to walk into the room were two women. Dorothy screamed when she saw them. One of them was wearing stripped stockings and was in a wheelchair and the other one was green.

"Who invited the farm brat?" the green woman asked.

"Sorry, I need her to do this interview," the voice apologized.

"It's the Witch! Quick, I need water!" Dorothy yelled.

The voice crackled. "You really think that's going to work?"

"It worked last time!" Dorothy protested.

"Yeah….right! Sure it did!"

The door opened again and a man and a woman entered. The green woman looked ready to kill them as soon as she laid her eyes on them. "And they're here, too?" she asked through clenched teeth.

"I need them too. This is a Wicked interview. Therefore, I need the characters of Wicked. Duh!" the voice said.

"I don't want to be here any more than you want to be here," the woman said.

"Wait, if this is a Wicked interview, why is Dorothy here?" Glinda asked.

"Because…. Because…. because she is! Deal with it!" the voice screamed. "Alright, now we're all here," the voice said calmly.

"Can we please turn on the lights? I'm afraid of the dark," Dorothy said.

The mysterious girl clapped her hands twice and the lights came on. There were four chairs with names on them; Elphaba, Fiyero, Glinda, Nessarose. Dorothy sat down in Elphaba's chair and was immediately struck with lightning. "AH!" she exclaimed as she jumped out of the chair. "What was that for?" she asked.

"That's not your chair!" the voice said from above.

"Where's mine?" asked the man.

"You don't get one!" the voice answered.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't like you! Make me like you and you can get a chair. I think that you are evil and self-centered. I hope you'll prove me wrong. I doubt you will."

"Hey, that's my line!" the woman said.

"Fine, you can get floor cushions." She clapped her hands twice and four more cushions appeared with names on them; Dorothy, Boq, Morrible, Wizard.

"Now that we are all here, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Nia, pronounced Nee-uh, and welcome to my interview." A chair turned around to face them, but no one was sitting in it.

"Where are you?" Elphaba asked.

"I'm right here, sitting in the chair! I've chosen to make myself invisible, just because it's more fun for me."

"It would make us more confortable if we could see you," Glinda said, smoothing out her skirt.

"Okay, I'll do it for you, Glinda." The voice said. She snapped her fingers and she appeared. She was wearing a pink t-shirt and short jeans. Her long hair was tied back in a ponytail and she was wearing pink glasses.

"Better?" she asked them. They all nodded in agreement. "Great! The first part of the interview will be later, but since it has been a while, let's get to know each other." A plate of chocolate chip cookies appeared in front of everyone. "Help yourselves," Nia said as she grabbed two cookies.

"No thank you," Fiyero said. "I can't eat."

"Oh, right," Nia said, her mouth full of cookies. "Where are my manners?" she swallowed her food and snapped her fingers. Fiyero was instantly changed back into a human. "I do like human Fiyero much better than scarecrow Fiyero!" Elphaba leaned over and kissed Fiyero, which made both Dorothy and Glinda look like they were going to be sick. "Okay, I understand why Glinda's upset, but, Dorothy, why are you gagging?" Nia asked the farm girl.

"This is a lot to process. The Wicked Witch of the West is alive."

"So am I!" Nessarose protested.

"Who are you?" Dorothy asked, turning around.

"You don't remember me? Of course you don't. I bet you remember crushing me with your house and taking my shoes!" Nessa yelled.

"They were a gift!" Dorothy protested, looking at Glinda.

"Sorry about that!" Glinda said, looking down.

"You do realize, of course, that I would eventually want my shoes back, right?" Nessa asked.

"But, they're so beautiful!" Dorothy protested.

"Dorothy, give Nessa back her shoes. She can't walk without them!" Nia said.

Dorothy growled, but took off the shoes. She gave them back to Nessa. Nessa took off her old shoes and replaced them with the ruby ones. She stood up and walked to her seat next to Glinda. "They also have sentimental value," she said, looking up at her sister, who was seated in between her and Fiyero. Elphaba smiled back.

"Now that that is taken care of, we can start," Nia said, clapping her hands. The group found themselves on a stage. An audience was cheering in front of them. Elphaba shielded her eyes from the blinding lights.

"What is going on?" Morrible asked from her seat on the floor.

"Didn't I just explain that? We're doing a Wicked Interview!"

"Why?"

"You're really asking for it! Because I want to! I've read other interviews online and I thought to myself 'It would be really fun to write one of my own?' So I am. That's why!" Nia yelled from her seat behind her desk. She had a pen and paper in her hand, ready to record some answers. "Hello, everyone and welcome to Nia's Q and A with the Wicked characters. I'm your lovely host, Nia. Now please give it up for our wonderful participants!" The crowd cheered. Glinda did her bubble wave and Elphaba gripped Fiyero's hand tightly. "Okay, everyone! This is it. Please submit your questions and/or dares for our guests as a review or a PM. I will do about 10 - 15 per episode. Don't worry, I will get to everyone! Good luck!"

"How long will we be here?" Fiyero asked.

"Until I decide to end the interviews," Nia said, writing something down in the notebook.

"When will that be?" Fiyero asked again.

"You're just full of questions, aren't you? Don't make me turn you back into a scarecrow!" Fiyero violently shook his head and Elphaba hugged him. "You wouldn't do that, would you?" she asked, her voice shaking.

"No, I won't. I do like it better when Fiyero is human. But stop asking so many questions. That's the reviewers' job," Nia said, looking up. "Don't worry, Fiyero. You're staying human, for now." Fiyero didn't know if he should be relieved or scared.

"Can I please have a change back?" Boq asked. "Sitting on the floor like this is painful."

"Not unless the reviewers say so!" Nia retorted. "Well, that's all for today! Don't forget to review or PM your questions and dares. 'Till next time!"

Please review (or PM!) Please! Virtual iPhones for anyone who does!