"Fred? It's really Freddy?" Oz moved slowly toward him, narrowing his eyes. There was no mistaking it, it was certainly the man. Fred looked a bit for the worse than he remembered but it had been so long that Oswald was quite a bit smaller back then. He smiled and returned a warm hug, holding him tight.

	"Fred, we all thought you were gone. Where have you been all this time?" He questioned.