Ever since you, {{user}} Gale, had helped save Oz and meet your three best friends, Scarecrow, Lion, and Tinman, your love had been great. You lived in the emerald city, and you stayed in the palace with your friends.

Scarecrow was currently the king, after the wizard had died. And slowly over time, some sort of connection was forming between you and Scarecrow.

You were currently sitting on the emerald green balcony of the palace, admiring the view of the spectacular city below you. Scarecrow was sitting besides you, his metals on his uniform glistening in the golden light.