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The very thought of her son being processed into a bar of fudge made Mrs Gloops stomach turn.
Bending down as if she was ducking for cover, her words came out as a jumbled stammer as she practically screamed at the Oompa Loompas to work faster.
Wincing at the harsh sound of the Oompa Loompas stick poking around the chocolate mixing barrel, Mrs Gloop sighed as they continued to unsuccessfully attempt to retrieve Augustus to safety.
Augustus Gloop, Augustus Gloop, the great big greedy nincompoop. Augustus Gloop so big and vile, so greedy, foul and infantile.
Were the exact words which continued to haunt Mrs Gloops mind like a broken record.
Attempting to block out the insulting sentences spinning around her mind , Mrs Gloop made the decision to take a couple of steps closer to where the Oompa Loompas were still hard at work with their search.
Never had she imagined that one of the necessary products for survival, and dare she say it pride in life would cause her such a commotion.
"Is there any sign of him!" She cried, despite knowing full well what the answer was going to be.
The Oompa Loompas remained silent as Mrs Gloop leant her head backwards while covering her face with her hands with frustration.
If he's not careful, one day he will turn into a chocolate bar! Was a phrase Mrs Gloop had laughed off when of the many chefs let loose a harmless joke.
Only this time the joke was on her, and no one was laughing.
Deciding to take a look around the actual room she was stood in, Mrs Gloops eyes widened at the huge amounts of chocolate the mixing machines held as it slowly transformed into the same fudge bars that she and her family would have previously enjoyed.
But now that enjoyment was replaced by facing the heart sinking reality that her own selfish and greedy ways,which she was guilty of passing onto to her son, now determined if his future was to quite possibly be cut short.
While letting out an exhausted sigh, Mrs Gloop looked around the whole room one more time then closed her eyes as she silently thought to herself, only an hour ago would I have been more than delighted to have snapped up all I could from this factory, but now all I need to snap up is the chance to change everything for the better.
Having got herself caught up in her own thoughts, Mrs Gloop made herself jump as her hand hit something that made a revolting squelching noise inside of her purse which was tossed around her shoulder.
Undoing the zip from the top of her purse her eyes went considerably wider as the chocolate she had collected from the chocolate room earlier that day had melted leaving a gooey chocolate puddle on the inside of her leather purse.
Mrs Gloop made a noise of disgust as she rapidly closed her purse, not wanting a single reminder of how badly her own greed had affected her son.
All of a sudden Mrs Gloop mind was torn away from the mess inside her purse as she was greeted to the sight of Augustus covered head to toe in pure chocolate , leaving only his eyes which stood out from the chocolate that dribbled down from his entire body and onto the floor.
"Look at all this chocolate mother!" Augustus exclaimed as he started to wipe at the chocolate on his face, then more or less shoving his whole hand into his mouth with a delightful sigh at how good the chocolate tasted.
However, even the slight mention of chocolate created a queasy feeling inside Mrs Gloops stomach, as her face went considerably pale just by the sight of it beginning to stick to her son's clothes and face.
Mrs Gloop let out a dramatic cry as she grabbed her son by the wrist and sharply announced that they were leaving.
The Oompa Loompas didn't even receive a simple thank you as they watched the two walk out of the room. Tutting at their departure the Oompa Loompas rolled their eyes as if to silently say, the greedy nincompoop survives to tell the tale.
Half way through walking down the steps to desperately get away from the same factory which had been their former friend, Mrs Gloop shot a glance towards Augustus who was eating at his fingers.
"Augustus please, don't lick your fingers!" Mrs Gloop practically pleaded while giving her son a stern look.
"But I taste so good" was his short response, just before Mrs Gloop decided to take action and grab his wrist to make him walk faster, without further unnecessary distractions.
Mrs Gloop sighed as her last thought was, it's now or never.