Sally and the Chocolate Factory

This will be a Willy/OC story between Mike's older sister and the chocolatier himself. It will be a mix of both movies, I like the Depp Mike better so I will be using him. But I like Wilder Wonka better so I will just be dropping the Mike I like into that movie. Well, here we go!

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Sally Teevee was a simple girl. Growing up in her middle-class family, she was comfortable and never found wanting for anything she never really needed in the long run. Where her little brother was always stuck in front of the television set, either with games or some violent show. She was always in her room, her nose stuck in a book as her music played from the old record player she had gotten for her 16 birthday a few years back. If you couldn't find her holed up there you could count on her being at work at the local library. She had decided to take a year off of school after she graduated from High School and was currently in the middle of her break until she started College in the fall. She still had yet to decide on what to go to school for but knew that she was going to have to go to a community college because her family couldn't afford any more than that. With the sound of a light knocking on her door, she lifted her blue eyes to her bedroom door.

"Yes?" Her soft voice called out, she glanced out her window to see that the sun had yet to set so she knew it couldn't be time for dinner.

"Sally dear?" Her father's cocky voice called out as he opened her door slowly, she looked back to the door as his head stuck out from around it into her room.

"Yes, daddy?" She asked him, putting down her book but still holding her place with her finger.

"Well, we need to talk to you about what's happened." He said, still not walking into his daughter's room. She sighed before putting her book down on her bed and removing the needle from her record.

"I'll be out in a moment dad."

He nodded before leaving, closing the door just as softly as he had knocked. Sally sighed once again as she slipped on her boots, popping her back as she stretched from having sit so long as she read. She always wondered why her father wouldn't walk into her room, the moment she became 'a woman', as her mother said, he had stayed away from her. It had hurt for the first few years, but she had thrown herself so deep into her books that she rarely thought about it anymore.

"Hurry up Sally! I'm getting bored!" Her little brother Mike yelled out, causing her to shake her head.

"Spoiled little brat." She mumbled before leaving her room. Her family was seated on the couch in front of the television, just like always, all three staring blankly ahead.

"Yes?"

Sally shifted her weight to one foot as she waited for them to respond to her.

"You're brother found one of the Golden Tickets today on his way home from school." Her mother said blandly, not bothering to look at her daughter.

"What?! Really? Where?!" She asked excitedly, rushing over to the couch. Mike quickly shoved at his sister as he tried to look around her.

"Move!" He snapped as she stumbled away.

"It's on the dinner tray over there." Her father said, pointing over to the worn plastic and metal tray. Sally rushed over and picked up the shining gold paper.

Wonka's

Golden Ticket

Greetings to YOU, the lucky finder of this

Golden Ticket, from Mr. Willy Wonka!...

Present this ticket at the factory gates at ten O'Clock

In the morning of the first day of October and do not

Be late. You may bring with you one member of your

Own family… and only one... but no one else…..

In your wildest dreams, you could not imagine the marvelous SURPRISES

That await YOU!

"This is so exciting! There were only two left! How did you find it, Mike? You don't even eat chocolate!" Sally said, a large smile on her face as she looked over at her brother. He shot her a look before looking back to whoever was shooting who.

"He said he cracked the code. Something about figuring out where it was going to be and serial numbers." Their mother said proudly before petting the back of her sons head.

"Oh." She responded, feeling a bit foolish about all the chocolates she had been buying lately to try and find a ticket herself. She had eaten so many of her favorite candy bars that she had been finding herself sick almost at the end of every day. But she couldn't find herself to waste any of the chocolate so she ate them every time. Mike glanced at his sister as she looked back down at the ticket in her hand, a small smirk on his face.

"So what did we need to talk about?"

Mike finally turned to his sister as a commercial came up on the screen, pausing his interest.

"I want you to go with me." He told her, his face set.

"What?"

His face crinkled in annoyance of repeating his self.

"You are coming with me. Dad has to work and mom is too annoying. So you are going." He said. Sally stared at him, her mouth left hanging open at the demand.

"But, I have work and how are we going to get to Europe, isn't that where his factory is? And what about school for Mike?" She suddenly started to ask, all of the thoughts that she hadn't had when looking for the ticket in the first place spilling out.

"Bored," Mike said, turning back to the TV, no longer caring for the conversation.

"Don't worry about it, honey. We have the money set aside for a vacation we planned on but we will use it to send you two to the factory." Her father said with a smile as he put his arm around his son who leaned away from him from the physical affection.

"And I'm sure your job will understand. If not, you are going to be going back to school soon anyway." Her mother said, waving away the rest of her worries.

"Now go get cleaned up, the news crews are going to be here soon and I won't have you looking like that."

Sally looked down at herself, she thought her over-sized sweater over her jeans topped off with her boots looked cute.

"Go put on that blue dress I got you for Christmas. Go on." Her mother said, waving her away now. Sally groaned before trudging back to her room to do as she was told. She absolutely hated wearing dresses but she would rather not deal with her mother being snippy with her. She shoved through all of her clothes, hunting for the blue dress. She wrinkled her nose at the A-lined dress before stripping off her normal clothes and pulling it on, flipping her shoulder-length blond hair out from the collar. She pulled her boots back on, not wanting to fully do what her mother said.

"They're here!" Her mother called out loudly, pulling her from her room in time to see the reporters file into the home. Sally watched as they all surrounded her brother and started asking questions. Her mother looked over at her before glowering at her shoes, gaining a reporters attention.

"Who's that?" The reporter asked before taking a picture of Sally with his bright camera. She blinked a few times, trying to clear out the bright spots in her vision.

"That's my sister. She's the one going with me." Mike said before another round of questions. As a man with a large scar leaned towards her brother, whispering into his ear, Sally's eyes narrowed at him. She immediately didn't trust the man and didn't like him so close to her little brother. Mike looked up at his sister as the man pulled away from him, his brown eyes searching her face as he was deep in thought. She knew that look, yes her brother was a couch potato but he was extremely smart even if he never applied his self, and right now that was what he was doing. He was looking at things from all angles in his mind about what the man had said. When his eyes refocused he nodded at his sister, letting her know he would talk to her later about it. Sally smiled lightly at him before finding herself blinded again by cameras.

"What's your name, pretty lady?" A man asked, his pencil posed above his pad of paper.

"S-Sally. Sally Teevee." She answered, her face flushing at the attention.

"Are you excited to go into the factory with your brother?" Another man asked.

"Oh yes! I have been trying to find a ticket myself. I absolutely love Willy Wonka's candy." She said with another smile causing more blinding lights.

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Sally sighed as she sat down on her bed, pushing her chest out to pop her shoulders. She hated all of the attention she had been given by her brother's sudden fame. She pushed her shoulders forward before pulling off her boots and putting them slightly under her bed.

She looked up as her door opened then closed, her brother leaning against the thin wood.

"Hey, sis." He said, looking around her room at all of her books, his nose wrinkled at them before he walked over to her bed and threw himself down across it.

"What did that man want Mike? He gave me the creeps." Sally said as she turned and looked at him, pulling her legs up under her.

"He wants me to find some candy thing, Everlasting or something like that. Said he'd give us lots of money for it." Mike said as he put his hands behind his head.

"What was his name?"

Mike shrugged as he looked over at her.

"Slug something? I think? He was talking when my show was on."

"Slugsworth," Sally said, her voice barely a whisper. Mike pushed himself up on his hands as he looked at her, his brow furrowed.

"You know him?"

Sally shook her head.

"No, just about him. He runs a candy company too and was stealing things from Wonka. That's one of the reasons he closed his shop to outsiders so long ago. I remember reading about it somewhere when I was younger."

"Of course you would have read it somewhere. Well. You need to start packing sis. We have to leave in a couple of days." Mike said before getting off her bed. She watched as he went to leave.

"Wait, Mike."

He turned and looked at her from the corner of his eye, his hand still on the knob.

"Why did you bother to find the ticket? You don't even like candy."

He shrugged once again before smirking at her.

"Yeah, but you do." He responded before closing the door as Sally smiled softly.