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It has been a year since the incident at the chocolate factory. The lives of the four bratty children have changed in different ways. Agustus Gloop was now limited to only three meals a day and one dessert. This life had been tough on him, but eventually he had to adjust. He still has the hungry cravings and usually sneaks out of the house with his piggy bank for more chocolate to hoard. The competitive Gum-Chewer, Violet Beauregaurde, was not allowed to chew gum ever again, although her mother didn't realize it was also the love of competition. She did however smuggle packs of gum and still chewed it, but it wasn't long until her record was beaten. She could not attempt again as she would get in trouble with her mother. She was still blue however. Veruca Salt no longer got everything she wanted. Her father was more cross and wise. She hated it the first two months, grew to accept it the next one and realized how much of a brat she was back then.
She got back to normal, but the garbage still made her breath feel hot and sticky. Mike Teavee had everyone of his electronic media appliances taken away from him. He no longer could play video games, watch tv, hack into other computers or even text. He was still violent to everyone around him, as most would pick on him for being so short. The last year tough on all of them, but would work for the better. The one who had the least hardsships was Charlie. He was now Wonka's apprentice and right hand man. One day he wondered what the bratty kids were like now.
Veruca Salt was allowed on vacation one day and she decided to take a trip down memory lane to the place that changed her life for the better, the town with the chocolate factory. She was standing in front of the factory when she noticed a guy around her age come up and watched it next to her. The boy was strangely dressed like Mr. Wonka, but without the top hat. He had a brownish hair, but lighter and shorter than Mr. Wonka's, and a warm look. Veruca brought up a conversation.
"I've been in this factory, you know." "Really." said the young man. "It was one of the most traumatizing experiences of my life, a bunch of squirrels attacked me for being the wretched brat I was back then." The young man then said, "I remember that." Veruca just looked at him and then noticed he looked an awful lot like that poor shrimp back at the factory. It was the poor shrimp back at the factory."