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Charlie and the chocolate factory, the reunion.	By : jaymclg Category: A through F > Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Views: 11507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Charlie and the chocolate factory
The reunion
Chapter five: Welcome back to the factory, a stricter Mr. Wonka.

Ten minutes before the other four and their parents would be re-permitted to enter the factory, Charlie and Willy reached the large front entrance to the outside of the factory.
They shared kisses and cuddles on the couch near the door until it was time to go out and greet their guest, or in Willy’s case grin, a very plastic grin and try not to drown them in the chocolate room.
As if knowing exactly what his lover was thinking Charlie commented lightly, but also half seriously “Willy love do me a favour would you?” Willy nodded his consent and gestured for him to continue.
“Willy whatever happens to day once they enter this factory; promise me you will not attempt to drown them in the chocolate room, Augustus Gloop especially.”
Willy looked at him with an innocent look and replied in a child like manner “who me?” Charlie snorted and place one last lingering kiss on Willy’s lusciously edible lips, before he got to his feet and headed to wards the large doors, with Willy reluctantly at his heels.
Charlie took a deep breath as he turned to his partner in business and now his life also, and smirked at the expression of sheer boredom on his face, he clearly couldn’t care less weather they entered the factory or not.
Charlie sighed and with a shake of his head hardly believing he was doing this, he opened the double doors to reveal eight people standing near to the entrance to the large gates.
Eight people neither choclatier hardly recognized, they both hopped their personalities had change along with their appearances. Indeed their appearances had changed drastically.
Violet was no longer the perfect clone of her mother. No, she was purple and instead of a short bobbed cut like her mother’s it was down to her shoulders in gentle curls. She was also taller then her mother by two inches.
Her mother was in her usual brightly coloured sports two piece, while Violet had opted for a pair of tight black jeans and white turtle neck jumper and a waist length black leather jacket with black ankle heeled boots.
If it wasn’t for the fact she was purple and far too flexible to be normal for any human being, she could be considered really pretty.
Even Willy had to silently admit to this. And to his and Charlie’s amazement she was without her usual piece of chewing gum which normally leaded to obnoxious popping and chewing sounds. And it was clear to see there was no malice in her expression, she just seemed desperate to be changed back to normal.
What no one realised except violet her self was that the incident and it’s consequences at the factory had left her in a really off putting predicament. She was no longer able to go to her self defence classes because she was far too flexible.
And of course she hadn’t chewed a piece of gum since that day in the factory it was because of gum that she was in her current state. And because of all this she was no longer spoilt. She often wished she had listened to Mr. Wonka and not been so spoilt and arrogant.
August Gloop on the other hand had changed also and in a large way, and when I say large I mean large, he had expanded at least to twice the size he had been when he first visited the chocolate factory. And as expected of the overly large German man, he was stuffing his face with a Wonka bar.
Mike Teavee was still overly and unnaturally tall. The only difference was that his scowl was gone and replaced with a look of defeat.
And Willy had unknowingly been right, Mike after leaving the factory never played another video game, and never watched TV again either.
He had taken up writing; to him it was the only thing that he could do that did not involve a television or any video games. One thing hadn't changed about him, he had never eaten chocolate and that had by no means changed.
Veruca on the other hand had not changed at all, except for the fact she and her father had ever since visiting the factory emitted the foulest stench of garbage.
And no matter how many baths they had taken, or how many kinds of imported expensive scented soaps they washed with the smell still would not fade. If anything it only became that much stronger, meaning their clothes also smelt like a garbage disposal dump.
And one thing that had changed was she was out to get Charlie. She had seen his picture in the news paper along side Wonka’s. She had liked what she had seen. She had liked it a lot.
She was determined to become Mrs. Veruca Bucket and nothing would get in her way and no one would stop her. She believed the name Veruca Bucket had a perfect ring to it, even if the next person would say it didn’t.
So the other four looked up when they heard a sharp whistle, before the large gates were opened. Unlike the first time they did not run into the factory’s grounds.
They were all stunned when they got up closely to the two choclatier’s. They immediately noticed that they weren’t the only ones who had changed either.
For one Charlie was evidentially no longer a child. And he was no longer dressed in rags he was instead dressed in a fashion very much like Willy’s, top hat and cane included.
And his teeth no longer appeared to need a set of braces; Willy’s father had taken care of that when Charlie was only eleven. He had got rid of his braces at the age of seventeen. His teeth were as straight and as white as Willy’s own teeth were.
And speaking of the older choclatier, said choclatier did not appear to have aged one single day since the first time they met him in the factory. In fact he looked to be no more then ten tears older then Charlie was. In short Wonka was just as gorgeous as Charlie was.
Having expected to be greeted with that childish and horrid song they were instead greeted by the actual two choclatier’s. Willy Wonka was not smiling and jumping up and down like a hyperactive child. In fact he looked like he would rather be any where then in their presents.
Willy nodded and said curtly “follow me, where inside those of you who need certain effects removed, can be administered a serum to counter those effects.
The world out side the walls of this factory does not need to see or know this, now follow me and once inside just place your coats and other things any where.”
Once inside Veruca stood close to Violet, who was practically green as far as her complexion was concerned, and this on a person whose skin tone was currently purple was not a pleasant combination.
Violet started to discreetly inch away from the other women. No one except Willy and Charlie noticed this. Willy and Charlie watched as she wrinkled in nose in disgust, she eyed the women next to her in revulsion. Willy and Charlie had never in all of their lives had to have fought the urge so badly to not roar with laughter.
It soon came apparent to the Salts that everyone was standing a good distance from the both of them. Violet’s mother looked as if she might be sick. Mike and his father were incredulous at how someone could smell so god dam awful and still be alive and not be rotting and decaying before their very eyes.
And much to everyone’s astonishment Augustus looked to be on the verge of being unable to continue to eat the candy bar in his large hand, as he eyed the Salts then his candy bar.
Augustus did the unthinkable especially where he was concerned, he replaced the wrapping on the rest of his chocolate bar and put in his pocket, and stood back looking thoroughly revolted. His mother was not faring any better either.
Veruca tried to step closer to Violet who was now noticeably backing away and finally let lose “GOD DAMIT WOULD YOU GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME. AS IF YOU HAN’T NOTICED YET, YOU BOTH SMELL HIGHLY OFENSIVE. SOME PEOPLE HAVE NO LONG A GO EATEN BREAKFAST.”
The Gloop’s and the Teavee’s were hard pressed not to burst out into laughter. Mrs. Beauregarde tried to calm her daughter down. Violet shook her head and said matter-of-factly.
“No mother, I unlike others am not a sheep, I tell it as I see it or hear it, or in her case smell it. And she smells foul. Mr. Wonka Please do something that smell should not be allowed it should be illegal it should come with a toxic warning.”
Willy eyed Violet, realising she was no longer that spoilt gum chewing clone brat. He bestowed upon her the first genuine and true smile he had ever given her.
Violet was amazed, she knew the smile he was currently giving her was genuine he had a very beautiful smile Violet thought pleasantly to her self.
Willy discreetly winked at Violet who blushed as he took out four small glass bottles and passed one each to Violet, Mike and Veruca and Mr. Salt. “Here” he told them “this will rid you of your current physical reactions from your previous visit.”
The four eagerly accepted the tiny bottles, and quickly uncorked them. They then quickly drank all of its contents, before handing the bottles back to Willy.
The changes took mere seconds to begin working. Less then five minutes later Violet was no longer purple and overly flexible. Mike was now at the height he should be which, was at least three inches shorter then Willy. And he was no longer unnaturally flat. And finally Veruca and her father now no longer smelt of a garbage disposal shoot.
Charlie then began to speak up “and now before we enter the actual factory I must warn you all. There is certain rule’s Mr. Wonka and I must insist you abided by, or else I highly suggest you leave right this incident. This factory is party also mine. I am Mr. Wonka’s business partner, which means I have as much a say as he does.
I will warn you now and only now, neither I nor Mr. Wonka will tolerate the antics of last times visit. For example if we tell you not to eat something, then you don’t as there is an obvious reason as why we do not wish you to.
Some of the products we will be showing you will either be in the early stages or in the final stages of being completed. You won’t under any circumstances be eating any of those products.”
Willy continued “you shall all be permitted to taste some of the factory’s recipes that are yet to be packaged and marketed. You will only be offered chocolate or other forms of candy that we know shall not leave any of you with any lasting ill effects.
And finally if you must ask any questions, it would be most appreciated if they are related to the up and coming tour, if you expected to be answered then asking something personal with not get you very far with either my self or Charlie. We want to be treated with the respect that you all expect in return, no more and no less. Now follow us if you would please.”
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