I've started working on this one while me and my family were on vacation in Sanibel Island, Florida.
CAST:
Angus Black as Willy Wonka
Jack Frost as Charlie Bucket
Ebeneezer Harding (OC) as Grandpa Joe
Fishlegs Ingerman as Augustus Gloop
Rapunzel as Violet Beauregard
Merida DunBroch as Veruca Salt
Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III as Mike Teavee
Ulga Ingerman (OC) as Mrs. Gloop
Queen Primrose as Mrs. Beauregard
King Fergus as Mr. Salt
Stoick the Vast as Mr. Teavee
Yves Overland (OC) as Mrs. Bucket
Ishmael Overland (OC) as Mr. Bucket
Guinevere Harding (OC) as Grandma Josephine
Edwina Overland (OC) as Grandma Georgina
Abner Overland (OC) as Grandpa George
It was a very cloudy day and snowflakes fell from the sky. Almost nothing could be seen through the thick snow flurries. That is until a giant chimney is seen along with smaller other chimneys. Where could the chimney possibly lead to.
JACK AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY
Down the chimney and inside a dark building, melted chocolate is being poured onto eight spectacular trays in a row to which are pulled away on a conveyor belt. The next set of trays comes up and gets chocolate poured in the too and are also pulled on the conveyor belt, going underneath a set of ceiling fans, possibly to dry them a bit, and stop underneath a large mechanism which stomps down upon the trays. When it lifts back up, the chocolates are divided into 7 rows of 2 squares per tray. They are then passed onto the next machine which carries two at a time by metal claw-like devices. As they are lifted up, the claws turn the chocolates upside down and the tray parts are removed. The machine reached the very top where the chocolate bars are tossed onto a second tray and carried on a parachute. The parachutes float down in a spiral motion. One chocolate is dropped from it's parachute through a small trap door and lands perfectly on a perfectly-placed tinfoil and wrapper.
A purple gloved hand gently places golden ticket gently on top of the bars. Once it placed the fifth ticket on a bar and lightly tapping it, the chocolates are pulled in on the conveyor belt where a series of mechanical arms wrap the candy bars in their tinfoil and wrappers before flipping them over. One chocolate bar is wrapped and flipped over where it says:
BLACK: Nutty Crunch Surprise
And is placed in box with the other Black bars. Some metal arms close the box flaps and seal them shut with packaging tape. Each box receives a sticker, labeling their ordered destinations: London, New York, Cairo, Tokyo. The boxes are then loaded on the "Black" trucks and drive off to wherever the candy is shipped to. Outside the factory, a young boy with brown hair, brown eyes, fair skin, white v-neck undershirt with a brown vest and brown trousers and a brown poncho to cover himself from the cold was watching the trucks drive by with curiosity.
This is a story of an ordinary little boy named Jack Overland. He was not faster or stronger or more clever than other children. His family was not rich or powerful or well-connected. In fact, they barely had enough to eat. Jack Overland was the luckiest boy in the entire world. He just didn't know it yet.
The boy, Jack, ran down the town streets toward his family home. A small house at the end of the street near the factory which was an old and run-dun house that was slanted to the right a bit and Jack rushed inside. That night, Jack was helping his younger sister do her homework, his four grandparents were lying in one bed together and his mother, Yves was cooking cabbage soup. A man, Ishmael Overland, comes in through the door and lowers his scarf.
"Evening, Overlands." The man greeted everyone.
"Evening." They greeted back.
"Hi, dad." Jack and Emma said to him. Ishmael goes over and gives his wife kiss.
"Soup's almost ready, darling." Yves said as she kissed her husband. "Er, don't suppose there's anything extra to put in, love." She asked, then waved off. "Oh, well. Nothings goes better with cabbage than cabbage." She said and chopped some cabbage. Ishmael sat down near Jack.
"Jack. I found something I think you'll like." He said reaching in his pocket puts some toothpaste caps on the table, some dented and some stuck together.
Jack's father worked at the local toothpaste factory. The hours were long and the pay was terrible.
Ishmael stood at a conveyor belt in his uniform and screwed the caps on each toothpaste tube as the passed by him. He picked up two caps that were stuck together and looked at them curiously. Looking around to make sure no one was looking, he hides them in his pocket.
Yet occasionally, there were unexpected surprises.
Jack picked up the two connected caps that his father found.
"It's exactly what I need!" Jack said with glee and got up to get something.
"What is it, Jack?" Grandpa Ebeneezer asked.
Jack got out a model of the chocolate factory he and his sister made together and placed it on the table. Jack puts the caps on the little person in front of the model, forming a head.
"Dad found it." Emma said. "Just the piece we needed."
"What piece was it?" Grandpa Ebeneezer asked.
"A head for Angus Black." Jack answered.
"How wonderful." Grandma Guinevere spoke as they marveled the model.
"It's quite a likeness." Grandpa Ebeneezer commented.
"You think so?" Jack asked.
"Think so? I know so." Grandpa Ebeneezer said. "I saw Angus Black with my own two eyes. I used to work for him, you know."
"You did?" Jack and Emma asked in unison.
"I did." Grandpa Ebeneezer nodded.
"He did." Grandma Guinevere nodded.
"He did." Grandpa Abner nodded.
"I love grapes." Grandma Edwina smiled deliriously and everyone looked at her oddly.
"Well, of course, I was a much younger man in those days." Grandpa Ebeneezer explained.
20 years ago, a 31-year old Ebeneezer is arranging classic-styled Black bars in a local candy shop as customers were going around grabbing one by one.
Angus Black began with a single store on Cherry Street. But the whole world wanted his candy.
Ebeneezer sees that they are running low on Black bars. He grabs one of the remaining candy bars and goes into the back room where they making candy.
"Mr. Black?" Ebeneezer asked the man behind a translucent piece of candy with swirls of red and orange whose face was almost blurred.
"Yeah?" Angus answered behind the candy.
"We need more Black bars and we're out of chocolate birds." Ebeneezer informed.
"Birds? Birds." Angus said. "Well then, we'll need to make some more. Here." He said grabbing a small egg-shaped candy and puts it in Ebeneezer's mouth who enjoys the taste.
"Now, open." Angus said.
Ebeneezer sticks his tongue out to reveal a small chocolate bird which chirps happily and Angus giggles.
"The man was a genius." Grandpa Ebeneezer told his grandchildren. "Did you know that he invented a new way of making chocolate ice cream so that it stays cold for hours without a freezer? You can even leave it lying in the sun on a hot day and it won't go runny?" He asked. Jack and Emma were bewildered by this. How can ice cream stay frozen in the heat without being chilled?
"But that's impossible." Jack said.
"But Angus Black did it." Grandpa Ebeneezer said.
15 years ago, Angus cuts the red ribbon with golden scissors and walks passed the gates of his newly-made chocolate factory, wearing a red, furry suit and red hat and turns to face the crowd and lets them marvel his new factory as the cheered.
Before long, he decided to build a proper chocolate factory. The largest chocolate factory in history. 50 times as big as any other.
As the entire audience cheered and applauded and some cameras flashed, Ebeneezer clapped as well before sharing a kiss with Guinevere.
Jack and Emma cringed playfully.
"Grandpa, don't make it gross." Emma said jokingly.
"Tell them about the Indian prince. They'd like to hear about that." Grandma Guinevere suggested.
"You mean Prince Pondicherry." Grandpa Ebeneezer said as Yves placed a tray with bowls of cabbage soup on the grandparents' laps.
"Well," Grandpa Ebeneezer began. "Prince Pondicherry wrote a letter to Mr. Black and asked him to come all the way out to India and build him a colossal palace entirely out of chocolate." He said when Grandma Edwina chuckles.
In New Delhi, India, Angus and Prince Pondicherry look over the blueprints to the requested palace and look to see the subject itself being constructed completely out of chocolate.
"You will have 100 rooms and everything will be made out of either dark or light chocolate." Angus reminded the prince as they watched the structure begin made by India's finest confectioners.
True to his word, the bricks were chocolate and the cement holding them together was chocolate. All the walls and ceilings were made of chocolate as well. So were the carpets and the pictures and the furniture.
After the palace was done, Angus and Prince Pondicherry stood inside the main hall as the prince marveled his new home.
"It is perfect. In every way." Prince Pondicherry said.
"Yeah, but it won't last long. You better start eating right now." Angus warned him.
"Oh! Nonsense." The prince scoffed. "I will not eat my palace. I intend to live in it." He said sitting on his throne and licked off some chocolate from it. Approximately a week later, during a hot Summer day, Prince Pondicherry's wife was feeding him chocolates.
But Mr. Black was right, of course. Soon after this, there came a very hot day with a boiling sun.
Prince Pondicherry inhales the sweet aroma of this palace. Suddenly, a dark brown liquid drips onto his forehead. He dabs at it and licks it. He chuckles, realizing that is only chocolate, when more melted chocolate drips on his face. The rest of the entire palace succumbs to the Summer heat and Princess Pondicherry gets chocolate dripped on her face too. They look to see their palace melting and rush to escape when large melting chocolate pillars collapse in front of them, blocking their exit. The two finally manage to escape as they watched the giant melted chocolate mess that used to be their home from afar.
The prince sent an urgent telegram requesting a new palace. But, Angus Black was facing problems of his own. All the other chocolate makers, you see, had grown jealous of Mr. Black. They began sending in spies to steal his secret recipes.
At the factory at night, Ebeneezer and the rest of the workers leave for home. One worker stood at the gate and looks around for any witnesses and walks over to another gentleman to his right. The worker hands the gentleman a envelope labeled "SECRET RECIPE" to which the man smiled deviously.
The next day, different knockoff candy stores became crowded with consumers.
Ficklegruber started making an ice cream that would never melt. Prodnose came out with a chewing gum that never lost it's flavor. Then Slugworth began making candy balloons that you could blow up to incredible sizes.
At Slugworth's shop, a boy blows a candy balloon to the size of an aerobics ball until it pops on his face.
The thievery got so bad, that one day, without a warning, Mr. Black told ever single one of his workers to go home. He announced that he was closing his chocolate factory forever.
At the factory, all the workers stood outside the gates as they slowly began to close.
"I'm closing my chocolate factory forever. I'm sorry." Angus announced.
The gates finally closed and Angus walks back into his factory and shuts the door with a loud thud and the chimneys stopped smoking.
As the Overlands were eating cabbage soup, Jack wondered if the factory had really closed forever.
"But it didn't close forever. It's open right now." Jack said.
"Ah, yes. But sometimes when grownups say 'forever', they mean 'a very long time'." Yves replied.
"Such as, 'I feel like I've eaten nothing but cabbage soup for ever'." Grandpa Abner said as he ate.
"Now, pops." Ishmael told him.
"The factory did close, Jack." Grandma Guinevere.
"And it seemed like it was going to be closed for ever." Grandpa Ebeneezer said. "Then one day we saw smoke rising from the chimneys. The factory was back in business."
"Did you get your job back." Jack asked.
"No." Grandpa Ebeneezer said after a couple seconds. "No one did."
"But there must be people working there." Jack said.
"Think about it, Jack. Have you ever seen a single person going into that factory. Or coming out of it?" Grandma Guinevere asked.
"No. The gates are always closed." Jack said.
"Exactly." Grandpa Ebeneezer said putting his soup bowl back on the tray.
"But, then whose running the machines?" Jack asked.
"Nobody knows, Jack." Yves said.
"Certainly is a mystery." Ishmael told him.
"Hasn't anyone asked Mr. Black?" Jack asked anxiously.
"Nobody sees him anymore. He never comes out. The only thing that some out of that place is the candy, already packed and addressed. I'd give anything in the world just to go in one more time and see what's become of that amazing factory." Grandpa Ebeneezer said.
"Well, you won't. Because you can't." Grandpa Abner spoke gruffly. "No one can. It's a mystery and it will always be a mystery. That little factory of yours, Jack, is as close as any of us is ever going to get." He said pointing to their model.
"Come on, Jack. I think it's time you and Emma let your grandparents get some sleep." Yves said and every prepared for bed. Ishmael puts the tray of bowls away as Jack and Emma kissed their grandparents good night.
"Good night, Grandpa Abner." Jack said he hugged Grandpa Abner.
"Chair." Yves said as she handed Ishmael a chair.
"Good night, Grandpa Ebeneezer." Jack hugged his grandfather and Emma hugged him next.
"Good night, Grandma Edwina." Jack hugged his overly-joyful grandmother.
"Nothing's impossible, Jack." Grandma Edwina told her with a smile.
His grandparents got ready for bed and Jack and Emma climbed up stairs to their shared bedroom which was an old attack with only a few walls and a hole in the roof near Jack's bed, used as a window. Jack got in bed and Emma got in her bed across from him. They both peered over the edge of the floor at his family.
"Good night." They both said.
"Good night, Jack. Good night, Emma." Everyone said back.
"Sleep well." Yves said before the two got in bed and she turned the lights out. Jack turned his lamp out as well.
Jack looked out the hole at the factory as he lied in bed.
Indeed, that very night, the impossible had already been set in motion.
The gates to the factory opened, allowing a group of mysterious men on red bicycles ride into the quiet town streets. They scatter in different directions to every telephone pole and put up long flyers on them. One of the men puts a paper on a pole before riding off.
There's the first chapter along with the cast. Please review!