Little Willy

By: Willy Wonka's Woman or Wonky (The nick name my friends gave me)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story except for my OC Elizabeth.

Author's Notes: Ok, this is my first time writing a Charlie and the Chocolate Factory story. Hey that rhymed! Anyway...if it's bad please don't flame me. Just tell me what I need to work on. This is not going to be a Mary-Sue I can assure you. Wow, it's hard breaking away from writing so many Yu-Gi-Oh fics and start writing this. But I just had to because Johnny Depp is hott...even though he's old enough to be my dad. EW! Bad images...well I'm going to stop now, before I mentally scar myself, and let you read the story. And by the way, this story takes place a few years after the 2005 movie.

Chapter 1

How Did This Happen Again?

"I want a piggy back ride! I want a piggy back ride! I WANT A PIGGY BACK RIDE!" yelled a little boy as he tugged on Elizabeth's hair.

"What did I ever do to disserve this?" Elizabeth asked herself as she sighed and blew her black bangs out of her hazel eyes. "Ugh! Will you shut up!" She suddenly regretted saying this as the little boy's eyes welled up with tears. "Oh no, please don't cry. I didn't mean to-," But it was too late. The little boy plopped on the ground and began wailing. Elizabeth only sighed again, trying to think when the torment would end. You see, this little boy appeared to her two days ago and already he was getting on her nerves.

Two Days Ago

Elizabeth, or Lizzy as most called her, was strolling around her father's factory, seeing what was going on. She stepped into an elevator that seemed to be made of glass and pressed a button with a "W" next to it.

"This room is new..." she said under her breath as she pressed the button. "Might as well check it out." The elevator shot up quickly, stopped abruptly, and quickly jutted sideways. Lizzy stood perfectly still though, obviously used the force. When she arrived at the room she frowned. Her frown quickly turned to an exasperated look though. All over the room were fancy, curling, swooping "W's". The sofas, chairs, coffee table, and even the lamps were in the shape of these peculiar "W's". "My dad is so full of himself." That's right, if you didn't already guess, Lizzy's father was the one and only Willy Wonka. Rolling her eyes once more she was about to leave when someone emerged from behind a curtain. The man stood fairly tall, very pale, wore black boots with a small heel, black slacks and vest with a multi-colored shirt underneath, purple gloves, a maroon coat, a black top hat with a maroon, silk ribbon around the base of it, and in his hand he held a cane full of what seemed to be Nerds.

"So, how do you like it Lizzy?" Willy asked, his trademark grin plastered on his face. She raised an eyebrow at him. "What? Is there something on my face? Is it a bug! GET IT OFF!"

Lizzy sighed at the spaz out and said, "Dad, there's nothing on your face. I just can't believe you made this room."

"Well, you know how much I'm in love with-,"

"Yourself?"

"NO! I was going to say Wonka candy."

"Whatever dad," Lizzy said. She began walking towards the glass elevator but turned around quickly. "Oh, yeah, Mrs. Bucket said that dinner is ready." Lizzy turned back around and started to walk again. BOOM! She didn't know the elevator door was closed and ran into it.

"That's my girl!" Willy exclaimed as he helped his daughter up.

"I'm not like you at all." Lizzy spat. You see, Lizzy was tired of her father being so childish. She just wanted him to act his own age. And instead of a father, he was more like a friend. But that's not what she needed. She needed a father that would listen to her when she came up with something amazing and comfort her when she wasn't feeling so hot. Willy's face fell for a second but quickly went back to his eerie smile.

"You are too like me." Willy pulled her over to a full length mirror. "See? Same clothes, same eyes, same skin tone, not exactly the same hair though..." He trailed off. "Mine's better!" Lizzy pushed her father's hand off her shoulder and walked towards the elevator again, making sure the doors were open this time.

"Let's go eat, dad." Willy nodded and stepped into the elevator, pressing the Chocolate Room button. The trip seemed to take longer than it usually did to Lizzy. She had never really spent this much time with her father alone.

There was an awkward silence until Willy broke it by saying, "Is something wrong Lizzy?" Lizzy's eyes looked up into her father's. The usual childishness gone from them which surprised her.

"You won't get mad if I tell you."

"Of course not."

"You act like such a child. I need a father...not plucky comic relief." Willy sighed, putting his weight on his toes, back onto his heels, and then standing flat.

"Well, it's all I've really ever know...I mean it's because of the factory. It makes me this way. I'm sorry I can't be the way you want me to." The elvator came to a stop and Willy let his daughter off first. He watched her walk to the Buckets' house and sighed. How could someone who is such a kid at heart, have a daughter that was even more grown up than Charlie's grandparents. His girlfriend, who he had conceived Lizzy with, even acted a little childish he remembered. Maybe she got it from her grandfather. The thought of his father made Willy cringe.

"Mr. Wonka! Are you coming?" someone called. It was Charlie, leaning out the front door of his house. Willy merely nodded and slowly walked to the house, hanging his hat on a hook and leaning his cane against the wall.

"You smell like peanuts! I like peanuts!" Grandma Georgina exclaimed. Willy chuckled at her compliment because she said it every time he came over for dinner. But his chuckling stopped as he caught his daughter's gaze. She was staring into space like he did when he was having a flashback.

"Lizzy, darling? Are you alright?" Mrs. Bucket asked.

Lizzy shook her head to clear her thoughts and said, "I'm sorry, I was having a flashback." Charlie giggled at the familiarity of her statement. Lizzy had no idea how much like her father she was.

After dinner, Lizzy and Charlie, who were the same age of 15, took a stroll through the Chocolate Room. Charlie was the one who reunited Willy Wonka and his daughter. You see, Willy Wonka had a quick marriage and divorce before he opened his factory but when he opened his factory, that's when he got divorced, his wife not telling him about his daughter. Charlie went to school one day and a new girl started going to the same school. It turned out her name was Elizabeth Wonka which wasn't a very common last name. Charlie took Lizzy to the factory and introduced her to Willy Wonka who she knew immediately from pictures her mother had shown her. Of course, she went trough the whole Violet Beauregard thing.

Flashback

Lizzy hugged Willy and he jumped, obviously not liking the sudden show of affection from someone he didn't know.

"Mr. Wonka, my name's Lizzy!" Lizzy exclaimed happily.

"Oh...I don't care!" Willy began walking away but stopped when Lizzy grabbed the tails of his coat. Her eyes were full of tears and she was crushed.

"Well, you should care because...I'm your daughter."

"That's impossible! I don't have a daughter!"

"Sarah never told you about me." Willy stopped as Lizzy uttered her mother's name. He turned around again and stared at the little girl before him. The same look on her face that was on Willy's when Charlie refused to go to the factory if his family couldn't come.

"Sarah..." Willy trailed off. A slight smile came to his face and he opened his arms to Lizzy. She had a teary smile on her face as she ran into his arms. She cried silently and, though he would never tell, Willy's eyes filled with tears also.

End Flashback

"Lizzy, are you ok?" Charlie asked, noticing the far off look on her face.

"Uh...sorry. Another flashback."

"You know Willy has a lot of flashbacks too."

"So?"

"You're practically his clone except you're a girl and you don't have a funny hair cut."

"I do not have a funny hair cut!" Came a yell from a far off distance which was obviously Willy. Charlie shook his head and turned back to Lizzy.

"You need to give him a chance. You know he cares about you."

"I guess so."

"Hey, why don't you take my place tomorrow. If you're like Willy you're bound to be able to invent something good."

"Great idea Charlie!" Lizzy, without thinking, gave Charlie a quick kiss on the cheek and ran off to the glass elevator. Charlie blushed and touched his cheek with his hand. She didn't know it but Charlie had a bit of a crush on Lizzy but he didn't want to ruin their friendship by telling her. His embarrassment was interrupted by a loud thud. "I'm ok!" came Lizzy's yell, followed by a string of curses about 'stupid glass elevators'. Charlie began laughing quietly again at the resemblance Lizzy had to her father.

Well, there's chapter 1. Hope you liked it! Now read and review and all that jazz! Chapter 2 will be coming out I don't know when but it won't be too long from now. At least I hope not. Oh well!

Tootles Poodles!