The end.
By: Kit Sparrow
Disclaimer:I do not own anything but the Idea. Do not sew I have no money!
Willy Wonka Was Dead.
He died in his Fathers arms from some Illness the Doctors could not stop.
He died in pain but he was happy.
His father on one side and the buckets on the other, he died surrounded by the ones he loved.
He told his dad he loved him for the first time in his life.
He told Miss.Buket that she was like a Mother to him.
He told Charlie that he was like a little Brother to him and thanked him for all he did.
Then he took his last breath, smiled ,and Died.
When he was gone, the Ompaloompas cried first, all of them.
Them Dr.Wonka, cursing himself over how much time their grudge had cost them.
Then miss, Bucket, Willy had been a second son to her.
Then the rest of the Buckets.
Last and most was Charlie.
The second Willy had passed all the memories had flooded him.
The day they met.
Taking him to see his dad.
Charles Birth Day Party In The chocolate room.
Even the bad days that he did not wish to relive.
He thought only the Dieing saw their life flash before their eyes.
He buried his head in the bed sheets and sobbed, and as the air filled with mournful cries coming from the Factory.
The world knew that Willy Wonka Was Dead.
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Ok! That was my first Fan Fiction. I am weird and I like Death fics. Pleas no flames remember first time Fic.
R&R (;
