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Charlie and the chocolate factory
The reunion
Chapter four: Why did I agree to this again?
Willy asked his lover “tell me again love, why exactly did I agree to allow those atrocious and selfish people back into this factory again?”
Charlie straightened the collar on his black silk shirt, before he smoothed out any wrinkles in his black dress pants, as Willy wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, resting his head beside Charlie’s.
Charlie grinned and replied smartly “because you have a heart of gold, because you love me, and of course because you haven’t quite mastered the concept of saying no to me, that’s why Wonka.” Willy chuckled at this, and placed a warm kiss behind Charlie’s ear.
Charlie turned and sighed as he was wrapped in a loving and warm hug. They exchanged a few lazy kisses, before Charlie spoke “everything will be fine, you are after all the great Willy Wonka.
Besides things didn’t turn out so badly last time did, they now?” Willy couldn’t help it; he began to let an out slightly high pitched laugh as Charlie released him with a grin and one last kiss.
Willy answered incredulously “didn’t turn out so badly? You’ve got to be kidding me. Gloop ended up being stuck up the pipe in the chocolate room, and polluted my beautiful chocolate, all because he couldn’t control the urges that make him the size he is.
That nasty chewing gum munching clone was turned into a blue berry because she obviously couldn’t grasp the meaning of the term spit it out.
Oh yes and of course there was Salt, who had a first name meaning a wart found on the bottom of someone’s feet. How could I honestly forget her, how can could anyone forget that overly spoilt brat?
She ended up in the garbage shoot with her father right after her, rather fitting if I do say so my self. The fact the squirrels chucked her down the shoot more then proves what a bad nut she was and most likely still is.
And of course there was the mumbler, the little cretin who made comments often enough about how he did not like chocolate, honestly such poppycock, how could he say such a thing who doesn’t like chocolate?
I bet he was not so desperate after wards to watch TV or play one of those silly electronic games, there enough to rot the mind.”
His voice suddenly softened lovingly “And finally you. You were the only unspoilt one out of the five of you. I was so proud of you that day for your comment, that override that little stuck up brat.
Who thought he was so smart, asking what the point of chocolate was. And you had said” Charlie finished for him “its chocolate, it doesn’t have to have a point.”
Charlie kissed him lovingly, over the fact he remembered him saying that, he defending his future profession and lively hood. He then went over to the large wardrobe he shared with Willy, after the oompa-loompas moved all of his belongs in with Willy’s yesterday.
He chose a velvet sapphire blue coat and matching velvet gloves. His waist coat matched his coat and gloves. He then grabbed his black top hat which went with his other clothes and placed it on top of his head before he lastly picked up his cane.
He then sat down on the large king side bed covered in purple satin sheets, and put on his boots before standing. Willy was waiting near the door already dressed in his usual attire, but in deep scarlet.
Willy playfully offered his arm with his cane in his other hand and asked “shall we be getting to breakfast then?”
Charlie beamed in delight at his loves normal playful nature, with now one difference there was a loving and affectionate side mixed in with all that playfulness, that hadn’t been there previously.
Charlie loved it. “Yes I think we shall” he replied just as playfully and took hold of the offered arm and squeezed it playfully. They both walked towards the glass elevator, and sure enough Willy banged face first into it and felt backwards. He called out as perusal “I’m alright.”
Yes banging face first into the elevator was definitely common place as far as Willy Wonka was concerned. As it was also for Charlie to wince and hide his amusement behind one velvet gloved hand.
Charlie offered his hand and Willy took it and pulled him self up. Charlie asked his mirth evident “Willy love when are you ever going to manage to use this elevator without going head first into it and finally landing sprawled on your back, not that I’d mind the last part at all?”
Willy grinned suggestively and pulled him closer and grinded against him and started to kiss suckle and nibble on his neck and commented with his face in Charlie’s neck making his reply muffled.
“Most likely never love, it’s just in my nature. It hasn’t done me any great harm yet. But of course if you insist upon me to be sprawled on my back then it can easily be arranged” His answer was a lust filled moan from Charlie who grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him passionately.
They reluctantly pulled away and headed inside the elevator and pressed the button for the chocolate room. Once they reached the chocolate room where Charlie’s parents and his sister lived in a replica of their old home, they knocked on the door and were immediately greeted by Lizzy, who squealed in delight at seeing her big brother and Willy.
Charlie and Willy chuckled at the little girl’s response to their presents as she ran to her mother to help her set the table for breakfast.
Mrs. Bucket looked up and immediately had to hide her knowing smile as she took in her son wrapped in the arms of Willy from behind. She thought to her self ‘finally it’s about time’
Mr. Bucket entered the kitchen just as Charlie placed a kiss on Willy’s jaw before pulling away and heading over to his mother. Mr. Bucket smiled in approval.
Mrs. Bucket took her son to one side and practically pounced “ok Charlie how long has this been going on? And what on earth took you so long?”
Charlie was stunned at his mother for asking him what had took him so long. Much to his relief it appeared both of his parents approved of his choice of partner, if the smile of approval on both of his parents faces were anything to go by.” Charlie looked over to see Willy and his father talking, it seemed all was alright seeing as both were smiling.
He sighed in contentment everything was perfect, his parents approved of his choice of partner and he now had his man, and he was all his and only his.
All that was left to make everything complete in Charlie’s world would be for him and Willy to get through to day without any disasters, or without Willy tempting to get out of reversing the ill effects on the other four.
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