Summary: Mary Connor is a young girl with a big imagination, and her biggest dream is to meet Mr. Willy Wonka at his chocolate factory. However, Willy Wonka is left alone besides the workers, of course in his factory, slowly becoming his isolated-self again. Not only that, he's bored out of his mind! Why? Read and find out. 8J

Disclaimer: I do not own Willy Wonka only the characters that I have created for my Fiction.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (c) Roald Dahl (book) John August (movie, 2005) Tim Burton, Johnny Depp. ...It's respective owners... :) ...Who ever they are.
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A Big Dream from a Little Girl

"I wish… Oh I wish, wish, wish!" The little girl muttered, her hands twisted and her head bent down under the moonlight and sparkling stars. Her eyes were squeezed tight as she could, deep in focus, "I wish… I wish I could go to the Chocolate Factory!" The child's lips curved into a giggle of glee, "And eat and see the treats…! …But most of all…," She looked up, her bright-green eyes, wide as saucers, glittered up at the stars longingly; "…I want to meet Mr. Wonka!"

Mary Connor is an eight-year-old girl, living with her older sister (also known as Big Sis), Maria Connor and her father, James Connor (known as J.C. to his closest friends). They lived in a small house, but it was just big enough for the three of them. Mary, along with Big Sis, lived downstairs while their father worked upstairs. Mary and her sister had a deep relationship, not like what you would normally find. Normally, two sisters constantly whining and complaining to each other to keep out of their things or to argue about some silly nonsense about who should have what.

This wasn't the case, thankfully.

You see, their mother, Alanna, passed away just four years after the young girl's birth, making Maria a motherly-figure to Mary.

Maria was probably an older version of Mary: pitched-black hair with green eyes. She worked as a painter and she loved using bright colors and anything imaginative, usually painting sunsets and other forms of nature. Sometimes, she would do portraits of her younger sibling, which Mary envied with the fullest of passion.

"Wowie!" Mary would often smile, "I wish I could paint as good as you, Big Sis!"

So many wishes this child has!

But, Mary had bigger plans in her life rather than to doodle on paper (however, she did do this quite often to try to impress Big Sis). Oh no, she wanted very big dreams! Bigger than the caterpillars when they want to magically transform into a beautiful butterfly or when the Ugly Duckling wanted to be a pretty swan, well… We all know how that story ends anyway… However, Mary's dream is big but very simple:

Mary has always wanted to go inside Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory and meet Mr. Willy Wonka.

It would be a great day indeed! For the young child had quite a Sweet Tooth, and when she heard her family was going to live near the Factory, you can imagine how over joyous Mary was. She had hoped that she would get a tiny glance of the Chocolate Genius or she would stare out of her father's window, yearning to venture inside.

Until then, Mary Connor's enormous imagination built up on what it would look like. Her small hands supporting her chin, gazing out with a drooping face with her smile curling like a spring. The thoughts and theories…… Forests of candy, like what you would see in the common board game Candy Land. Or maybe it would be exactly like Candy Land? Houses made of ginger breads. Gumdrops as stepping stones, rivers of hot, sweet and stick fudge, trees growing sugar plums and caramel apples! Large ones too, but small ones would be nice… Bite-sized…

"And…," Mary continued her daydreaming, "A waterfall of chocolate with fluffy, white marshmallows as lily pads…." She grinned even more, sighing dreamily.

"Mary! Hey, Mare Bare, where—oh, there you are!" Maria's footsteps went up as she walked behind her younger sister with a gentle smile, "Dreaming again, are you, Mary?" She asked.

"Uh-huh…," Mary muttered incoherently, slowly wobbling her head up and down, tipsy with dreams.

Big Sis laughed lightly at Mary's silliness, "Mary… Father wants you to come downstairs, dinner is done and your food is going to be freezing!"

Mary suddenly got the whiff of chicken and rice in the air, snapping out of her dizzy state. She shook her head, feeling herself coming back from Candy Land and back into Reality Land.

Such a boring place it is…

"Uh-oh! Sorry Big Sis," Mary giggled, "I was… Dreaming again!" She said excitedly, "About Mr. Wonka and the Chocolate—"

"Yes, yes," Maria sighed with a hint of a chuckle in her voice, "I've heard the story, Mary. That's all you've been able to talk about since we've moved here. The 'Amazing Chocolate Factory', am I right?" Maria smirked.

"Yep!" Mary laughed, "The biggest chocolate factory in the world--!" She stretched her arms over her head, "And I'm gonna see it one day, you'll see!" Mary pointed onward at the factory, her small voice full of confidence.

Poor Maria laughed at her little sister's innocence. However, it was Maria who was in the wrong: she had lost that fragile, careful innocence a very long time ago when their mother had died. She often envied Mary for this, her rosy cheeks glowed when she giggled and her eyes would shine at the word 'chocolate'. Hearing the word 'Willy Wonka' and 'Chocolate Factory' were common words within their house, often driving Maria and James insane. But, as James would say, 'Better for her to speak those words then the kind that are often heard around my work'.

Big Sis picked up Mary by her arms and set her on her shoulders, holding her small hands, "Well, Little Sis—" It was only fair that Big Sis would call the younger, smaller sister Little Sis "—Now it is time for dinner, and were going to have a healthy amount of chicken, rice, and spinach." Big Sis had a teasing grin on her face waiting for the reaction--

"Blach!" Mary stuck her pink tongue openly; scrunching up her face is disgust, "Eww! Not spinach—again!" She groaned.

"Kidding!"

"Really?" Mary said hopefully, a wide, happy grin curving around her cheeks.

"Yep," Maria said, "instead of spinach, we're having brussels sprouts, mmmm!"

"Argh!"

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