Oh, Lolly, Lolly | By : BrandiDelain Category: A through F > Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Views: 8458 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Oh, Lolly, Lolly
Author: JadedRose
Summary: Revenge is sweet when Mr. Wonka discovers an intruder
in his private chamber. (First Person)
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Johnny Depp's Wonka/OFC
Feedback: Please be gentle, I'm a fic virgin.
Disclaimer: I don't own Willy Wonka (he was created by Roald Dahl)
and I don't own Johnny Depp (pity). I make no money from this...
it's just a bit of pervy fun!
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I sip my G&T and nervously glance at the twinkling lights 20,000 feet
below. We’ve been in a holding pattern over Heathrow for half an hour.
But of course, I think caustically, welcome to my world.
This is a minor irritation considering my train wreck of a life.
A month ago I discovered Cheating Bastard, my newly minted
ex-fiancé, with his hand up my best friend’s skirt.
Well, there’s an engagement present I won’t soon forget...
thank you very much!
“It could be worse," I mumble, “I could’ve married the fucker.”
True, yes, but not much consolation.
I toss back the remainder of my drink and ponder the last few days.
After moping around work for several weeks following ‘the incident’,
I’m officially on a month long leave of absence.
My parents, trying to cheer me up, surprised me with a trip to London
including 5 star accommodations and a guided tour of Willy Wonka's
Chocolate Factory. After years of seclusion, Wonka is now allowing
private tours of his operation.
A giddy thrill runs through me at the thought of actually meeting the
enigmatic candyman (or maybe that’s just the gin).
As the flight attendants prepare the cabin for final approach, I take stock…
Jilted by fiancé … check.
Discovered best friend is a backbiting whore … check.
Turned thirty 3 days ago (goodbye twenties!) … check.
Haven’t been laid in months … double check!
Like I said, this minor travel delay is just the cherry
on the shit sundae of my life.
We land without incident and I’m whisked through customs with the other
first class passengers. My parents have pulled out all the stops for this
vacation and I look around for the limo driver who will deliver me to my
hotel. I sigh in relief as I spot a respectable looking gent holding a sign
with my name on it. He commandeers my carry-on bag and seems shocked
that I haven’t any checked luggage.
“I’m only here for a week," I say, to soothe his nerves.
We exit the terminal and he ushers me into the limousine.
I'm exhausted from the flight and within minutes the humming
of the road lulls me to sleep.
The driver gently shakes me awake when we reach the hotel.
I feel a bit self-conscious as I walk into the plush lobby. I'm not used
to staying in world-class hotels but my parents were very insistent.
Check-in goes smoothly and Bob the driver,
(we're on a first name basis now), informs me he will pick me up
at 10:00 am the next morning to drive me to Wonka's factory.
I follow the bell-hop to my room and give him a smile and generous tip.
A small gasp escapes me as I take in my surroundings.
Ivory silk and gold damask mingle beautifully throughtout the space.
The effect is airy and light and I inhale a deep, cleansing breath.
A metallic gleam catches my eye and I turn my head.
Champagne on ice in a silver bucket, a dozen creamy white roses and
a small rectangular package are perched on my nightstand.
I open the accompanying card and read...
Lana,
May you have the experience of a lifetime.
We love you!
Mom & Dad
I bury my face in the roses as tears sting my eyes.
My life may be crap but my parents are solid gold.
I unwrap the small rectangle and discover ...
A Wonka WhippleScrumptious Fudgemallow Delight!!
With a hearty laugh, I pour a glass of champagne and tear into
the chocolate confection. I polish off the entire bar, along with
most of the bubbly, before I shuck my clothes and fall into bed.
As I drift off, visions of a certain candyman dance in my head.
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