Author's Note: In my previous story, I had recently got a request from a guest by the name of CharliexViolet. He/She asked me to construct a story that ships Charlie and Violet together. Unfortunately, I'm not entirely good at writing stories that rely on a mainly romantic plot. I'm mostly a dark and macabre writer, and romantic subplots seem to come in at will. I'm sorry to say to CharliexViolet, but I would not expect this story to turn out exactly the way you wanted it. That being said, I am still going to write it, I'm just putting my typical dark themes into the story. I do hope you understand. By the way, from now on, my story plans will be on my profile. And as always, this story is set in 2005. On with the story!
Chapter 1: Her Personality Changed
This was a moment in my life that I will not forget. It had seemed to last for ages. I didn't think she would change so fast, but things got out of hand very quickly. Believe it or not, It all started when I won the factory. I was very happy to see Wonka congratulate me and shake my hand as he told me what I won. I was excited to get my family to come with me, so we got into the elevator and we went right through the roof! As me and my grandpa Joe were looking around, we saw the other kids coming out, except for one. I shook my head at seeing Augustus licking his fingers and watching Veruca throw a tantrum. Mike didn't seem to be very angry anymore, so I wished him the best. That being said, Violet however was nowhere to be seen. My grandpa asked, "Mr. Wonka, weren't there four children? Where's the other little girl, whatever her name was?" Mr. Wonka replied, "I'm not sure. She should've been out by now. The process might have taken longer than usual, but I think we should check to be safe. What do you guys think?" We both nodded, so Wonka landed the elevator and we exited. As we approached the door, Ms. Beauregarde was running out and ran right into us. We got up as she said, "Mr. Wonka! I'm so sorry! Normally, I'd be upset, but I don't have time to." Mr. Wonka responded, "We were just coming to find you. What's the matter?" Ms. Beauregarde, "It's Violet! Something is wrong with her!"
Everyone turned around to see what was the matter. Mr. Teavee asked, "Something happened to your daughter? What can we do to help?" Mr. Wonka answered with a smile, "Don't you all worry! We will handle this ourselves! In the meantime, feel free to visit whenever you like!" Mr. Wonka, Violet's mom, Grandpa Joe and I all ran into the elevator and flew to the Juicing Room.
When we arrived, Violet was face-down on the ground, still blue from head to toe, but still back in the shape she was originally in. Violet's mom instantly said, "She just collapsed right after exiting the machine. She hasn't woken up, and it's been a long time. She's been this way for an hour and a half! Please help her! She's my only daughter!" Mr. Wonka, "The last time this happened was about a week ago. If I recall, that Oompa-Loompa woke up after a while. I think we'll let her rest in the Puppet Hospital and Burn Center." Violet's mom looked at him strangely, but he replied, "Don't even ask about that."
In the Puppet Hospital and Burn Center(best room name in the factory), Violet rested comfortably for hours as I sat by her bed, waiting to signal everyone when she wakes up. "Charlie, there was nothing you could do." I looked behind me and saw my grandpa. I replied, "I just don't understand her. She knew it was dangerous, but she willingly did it anyway. She calls me a loser, and I end up winning. Normally, people would gloat about that, but I don't feel that way at all. I just feel sorry for her. If you don't mind, grandpa, I'd like to be alone." My grandpa nodded and walked out. A few minutes passed by, and my parents came in. My mom came over and hugged me, saying, "Don't worry, honey. Things will get better, I promise." I asked to be alone again. At least a half an hour later, Violet immediately woke up as I had fallen asleep. She turned to me smiling and said in a cheery voice, "Wake up, sleepyhead." I immediately broke out of my slumber and in surprise said, "Violet, you're okay!" She replied, "Never better, sugar." Sugar? I thought to myself. Something is off with her. She seems a little too chipper. I'm sure it's nothing, though. I called everyone in to let them know she was awake.
And so it begins. This story you can guarantee will be taking a dark turn. Again I say to CharliexViolet, that it is very important that you read the author's note at the top, and I'm sorry if this doesn't turn out exactly the way you intended. Stay tuned for tomorrow's chapter, always check my profile for updates on story plans, and as always, have a great day!