A long long time after Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is set, and Willy Wonka's great factory still retains its name, but no new sweets or chocolates have been invented for a long time, the Oompa Loompas went back to Loompa Land, and it is run by a committee of chocolatiers, with normal humans working the machines. One of the workers falls into the famous chocolate river, and starts to drown. What happens next? You decide (not really, I'm not changing my ideas. Reviews would still be welcomed and reviewers worshipped)
Disclaimer: I own the happenings of the future factory and world, my lovely Rudi, but the past factory? I own none of that, my pals. So basically, you recognise it, it ain't mine. You never seen it before in your life? It's mine.
Oh yeah, as this is only my second story, and I still haven't received many reviews for that one, I'd be as grateful as cheesy sausage if someone reviewed this. Also, I'd love anyone who would care to read and review my other story. I decided to put this little FanFic up on the website mainly for publicity for my other one, which I love like a second heart.
Rudi pushed open the door of the room she shared in the workers' house building, then wiped the sweat off her forehead. She collapsed onto her small bed, and closed her eyes. Soon after her, she heard Jenny, who shared the small hard bed next to her, come in.
"Rudi? I have an idea." Jenny sat on her bed.
Rudi stayed where she was as she spoke. What she replied sounded a lot like "Womna Turbull", but Jenny understood her.
"No! It's perfectly simple. If we push our beds together, we'll be less confined, and we can use the space we need. Also, it'll be warmer."
Rudi lifted one hand and flopped it down at Jenny, meaning she was too tired to do any moving around.
"The beds aren't that heavy, come on. They only need a little moving, and then we'd have a lot more space for other stuff. Please?"
Rudi yawned and sat up, straightening her back and pulling her shoulders back, then crossed her legs, resting her hands on her knees. Jenny sighed quietly in resignation, and then lay back on her bed to rest. She knew better than to speak to Rudi when she was meditating.
Ah, yes. Very, very short chapter, I know, but the rest is so not fit for public eye, and I didn't want a meal a mile long. It isn't a very interesting start, I know, but bear with me here, it gets better. I swear by those big ol' cheesy meatballs up in the sky, it will get better! I have faith in it, that it shall!
Oh, maybe I should tell you of my other child, the one I hold so dearly close to my heart? It is based on the book 'The Devil's Footsteps' by E.E.Richardson. If you have read it, read on, if not, go out and read it, dagnammit! Richardson kicks unbelievable ass, though he always ends his stories with Cheese. You should also read 'The Intruders', which is his other book. They both kick ass. Anywho, my other story is based around Pete Hayward. Read it. It kicks ass, though I say so myself.
And, don't worry, I shall have that next chapter up soon, and hopefully it won't be as boring as this one is.