Hey, peeps I am the Individualist and please note that this is my first ever fanfiction so no flames, please.
I hope this introduction to my first story is good as I honestly suck at them! Anyway, for those who read this, I hope its a good start to my time on .
It was a warm November evening for those who worked in the chocolate factory that Charlie had taken control of.
Within the distance Charlie stood a few meters away from the packing area, silently watching as the machine placed wrappers on a group of ten Wonka bars per second.
Stepping outside towards the front of the chocolate factory, the gentle breeze could be felt drifting across his shoulders. Which sent small shivers down his back as he walked back into the factory, while gently running his fingers along the wall.
Looking up the beautiful vision of the sunset displayed from one of many glass windows, Charlie sighed as he took a moment to appreciate the view before making his way to his office where an Oompa Loompa was waiting for him.
The Oompa Loompa greeted Charlie with a nod before sitting down on a chair that was placed in front of the desk.
As Charlie made himself sit opposite the Oompa Loompa, he let out a tired sigh before looking at the Oompa Loompa who took out a notepad and pen which he placed onto the palm of his hand.
The Oompa Loompa only had to give Charlie a stern look to get him to open up about his problems.
Rubbing his eyes Charlie took a deep breath before making an attempt to explain to the Oompa Loompa.
"Ok look I..." Charlie hesitated before adding, "I'm going, to be honest with you, during these past few years I haven't been enjoying being here. The joyful vibes that used to buzz around me every day just aren't there anymore, the same could be said for my creativity."
Charlie took a minute to think of his next sentence while the Oompa Loompa sat patiently in his seat, waiting for him to explain further.
"I guess I'm just feeling the impact of loneliness finally hit me, I mean all my family have passed on, I don't have any friends outside of the factory, and I just feel that all of this combined has left a huge gap that won't get any smaller no matter how hard I try to deny it."
"Are you sure that's all that's contributing to this gap?" The Oompa Loompa carefully asked, trying to avoid upsetting Charlie .
Charlie cleared his throat before answering the question with , "I never thought the glory of being the Heir to this chocolate factory would wear off as time went by, but I just can't put a finger on why it's happened so fast , so soon."
"Does a certain chocolatier come to mind?" The Oompa Loompa asked, his brown eyes looking straight into Charlie's somewhat watery blue ones.
The second the Oompa Loompa finished his question, Charlie broke the eye contact and stared at the floor for a couple of minutes. During that time he instantly remembered how fascinated his was by Mr Wonka when he had been lucky enough to have the pleasure of being invited to see as well as win the entire chocolate factory.
That memory to this very day was still fresh in Charlie's mind as if it had only happened yesterday.
However, the joyful memory soon came to an end as a not so pleasant one began to brew inside his mind.
And at that moment all he could see was the painful memory of having woken up to find that Mr Wonka had well and truly vanished.
Without any sort of warning or hints, nor an explanation. He had just got up and left, leaving Charlie to pick up the pieces and carry on as if nothing had happened.
Which is what he had been doing.
But after so many years of believing that Mr Wonka would return, he had gradually lost hope of ever seeing the man that gave him the inspiration , imagination and the joy of working in the chocolate factory.
At that moment Charlie jerked his arm as he pulled on of the drawers that contained the golden ticket he had found all the way back in 2005.
Charlie let a finger softly slide against the edges of the last golden ticket which he had been lucky enough to find. After having spent two minutes remembering the first thing Mr Wonka had said to him, the Oompa Loompa snapped his fingers to get Charlie to regain his focus.
"The golden ticket" Charlie blurted out, instantly confusing the Oompa Loompa sat opposite him.
"What about it?" The Oompa Loompa asked, still puzzled as to what Charlie was going on about.
Without giving a word of explanation Charlie rushed off towards the printing room, the Oompa Loompa followed him into the room to find 5 golden tickets being single-handedly printed by one machine , before neatly placing each ticket on top of each other in a pile onto the work top. A grin spread across Charlie's face as he eagerly looked at the 5 tickets as if he was imagining the outcome of his idea.
Before the Oompa Loompa could get a word out in edgeways Charlie beat him to it.
"I'm going to hold my very own tour of the chocolate factory, after all, there hasn't been a tour in 45 years. People all over the world will be intrigued to see the factory once again open its doors to the five lucky children who get the chance to have a once in a lifetime opportunity."
The Oompa Loompa scratched his head before responding with, "are you sure you want to go through with this, I mean it's just all a bit sudden?"
Charlie turned to give the Oompa Loompa a look as he responded with, "look I'm not going to be around forever, someone will eventually have to take over from me when I get too old to do it myself, so why not do it now and get it over with? Then by the time I do pass away the factory will be in safe hands which means it can continue to be the world's best chocolate factory."
Realising that there was no point in arguing with Charlie the Oompa Loompa continued to watch Charlie place the tickets in five random bars which still carried Wonka's name on the front, since he couldn't bare to change it since his disappearance. The Oompa Loompa then went round the corner as he stood back to watch the machines wrap the Wonka bars along with a million others ready to be sold all over the world the following day.
As the next day came quicker than any other day had in a very long time for Charlie , he wasted no time in getting up, eagerly racing towards the outside of the chocolate factory . A large group of Oompa Loompas followed after him only to be welcomed to the scene of multiple crates of Wonka bars were being lifted into trucks ready to be dispatched in every country known to existence.
Once the delivery trucks had made their exit Charlie turned to look down to one of the Oompa Loompas as he whispered, "this is going to lead to things."
"It certainly will", replied the Oompa Loompa in a slightly anxious tone of voice.
"But I worry this plan may not deliver the outcome you're expecting" the same Oompa Loompa added, clearly expressing his concern towards Charlie's plan.
"It worked for Mr Wonka" Charlie replied, not taking his eyes off the Oompa Loompa standing next to him.
"Yes but that was a one-off -"
The Oompa Loompa got cut off halfway through his sentence as Charlie butted in with his own sentence of, "and if Mr Wonka can find the right heir then so can I."
Despite having given up trying to reason with Charlie the Oompa Loompa had one more thing on his mind.
The Oompa Loompa gave Charlie a concerned look when asking, "But what if they all turn out to be brats?"
"Then we end up with five brats" Charlie responded as he left the Oompa Loompa to absorb the sudden information alone.
Oh and just to say I haven't stolen any ideas from other authors as even though many have done one like this before, please give it a chance as I have a good story line planned for this :)