The idea for this first came to me in a dream. That's the LAST time that I eat a whole box of chocolate and drink a gallon of expired strawberry milk right before going to bed! It was confirmed when I was reading the Death Note novel for the second time and Willy Wonka (the old version) came on TV.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Willy Wonka and the Chocolate factory. I do NOT own a chocolate factory. I do NOT own Death Note. I do NOT own a death note, and even if I did, I probably would never use it.
Near and the Chocolate Factory
Nate River frowned. He could not remember where he was, or how he had gotten there. The last thing he could remember was laying down and going to sleep, so he figured that this must be a dream. The fog was so thick that he could barely see three feet in front of him. This did not overly worry him because he had had bad dreams before, and he knew that, come hell or high water, he would wake up perfectly fine in his own bed.
Then, out of the fog and the shadows, came something that had to be real. Something that simply must be, because he wanted it to be, so very, very badly.
"L!" Near announced, "But, but you're... dead!"
"Apparently I am not." The late detective replied, "You should not start a sentence with the word 'but'."
"Near," came a voice out of the fog, "We have come to haunt you."
"Don't listen to them." L warned, "Mello, stop teasing Near and get over here, you too, Matt."
"I told you that they wouldn't fall for it." Matt said, as he and Mello stepped out of the fog, "Hey, guys."
"Who is that behind you?" Near asked, referring to an indistinct figure, standing in the fog.
"Dunno. I thought that he looked sorta like you, L, but Mello's refusing to talk about it. Won't even look at him. What d'you make of it?" At that moment, the object of their conversation stepped into sight.
"B!" L gasped.
"Hello L. Long time, no see." The maniac said, "Care to introduce me?"
"Of course." L replied, "Boys, this is B. He was the second student at Wammy's. B, these are children from the fourth graduating class. Near here is actually the current L due to my unfortunate demise."
"So you finally bit the big one, eh?"
"Hey, wait!" Matt interrupted, "If N is L, then what does that make you?"
"I suggest that we all just use our names from before the Kira investigation." L replied.
"Kira?" B asked, confused.
"A serial killer who murdered criminals by causing them to have heart attacks." L explained, "He's actually the one who killed both of us, B"
"What did you do that was criminal?"
"I tried to stop him"
"I see."
"Now that we're all caught up on recent events, what's that thing?" Mello interrupted, pointing to the building appearing as the fog cleared.
"That," answered a man in a purple suit who was walked toward them, "Is my chocolate factory."
I know it's short, but it's late. There will be more tomorrow after school. I haven't slept all weekend, and I feel dead. So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.