My first story so please, be gentle. Charlie is all grown up and lives with Willy Wonka without his family now, what will happen? This is just an intro! I describe what Charlie looks like, Willy Wonka, he looks the same but his age is different, that's all.

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Charlie sat at a desk in his new room in the chocolate factory; he had just turned eighteen two days before and as a birthday gift his family decided to move out and Wonka decided to change one of the storage rooms into his room. The room was a bit on the small side for as much stuff that was put in it; but, it was cozy and it worked. The one thing he did like about it was that he had an amazing view of the town; winter had rolled around so all the little homes and shops were covered with snow and they all had smoke coming out of the chimneys.

As for Charlie, it's been a while, he has grown to be six feet two inches with dark brown eyes that looked black at times; he dyed his hair so that his light brown hair would show but it look like his natural color was highlights compared to the dark brown highlights he put in. He had grown into his facial features which made him look like a very handsome, sophisticated, young man.

"What to do… what to do…" he mumbled tapping his pencil on a piece of paper in front of him, it was well past midnight, but he couldn't go to bed until he got the poster for a contest figured out that Wonka and he were going to do.
"Hey, Charlie, there is someone I would like you to meet!" Wonka yelled from behind his door. Charlie sighed as he stood up and hit his head. He slowly but surely made his way to the door and opened it. "Wow, you've gotten taller; what are you now, 7'9?"

"No, I'm only 6'2 Willy." His face was stern as he said it and leaned against his bed room door.

"That's not important…" Wonka said making a face and waving a hand around like there was a bug flying in front of his face that he wanted to go away. "What is important is that you follow me." Wonka grunted as he tried to get Charlie to move by tugging on his shirt. After a few moments Charlie sighed and followed him to a door.
"What's-" Charlie started to say but was cut off.
"You will see, my dear boy…" Wonka spun too quickly and lost his balance. "You remember how I told you that I have no family?" Wonka stated quickly but didn't give Charlie time to answer, "Well, I totally lied to your face; I want you to meet my only surviving family member, my little cousin." Wonka's eyes got dark and they glittered in the moon light; an evil grin fell across his face as he turned around and opened the door.