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Willy Wonka: Gender Bender Chaos
Charlie Bucket sighed as his mentor of twelve years and secret crush of four years. Was about to give an Oompa-loompa a new sweet to test.
Charlie, he frowned thinking of the oompa-loompa from the week before who ended up being turned green, or the month before that, when another oompa-loompa spent over an hour belching and floating in mid air.
Charlie was irritated with Willy, he never tested any of the new creations. It was always one of the oompa-loompas whom were made to suffer the consequences after taste testing a Wonka and Bucket creation.
Charlie quickly stepped in front of the oompa-loompa, preventing it from taking the sweet. Willy frowned while the oompa-loompa looked from one choclatier to the other questioningly.
Charlie said "why don't you be the taste tester for a change instead of the oompa-loompas?" Willy was about to object when Charlie added "come on Willy I tested that sweet the month before."
He added with a glare "and spent over two and a half hours belching and floating in mid air. Seeing as my metabolism doesn't work as fast as an oompa-loompas, thank you very much."
Willy grimaced and practically whined "Charlie when are you going to let me forget that ever happened?"
Charlie smirked and replied "when you test that sweet" he gestured too the little pink heart shaped sugar rock candy Willy held in the palm of his purple latex gloved hand.
Charlie raised an eye brow "that's when" he finished, relishing the childish pout on Willy's handsome face.
Charlie sighed a long suffering sigh "its not like it's going to kill you Willy, you are after all, just as immortal as I am, thanks to the oompa-loompas."
Charlie was twenty two years old, and had been given the gift of immortality the year before from the oompa-loompa tribe. He discovered Willy had also been given the same gift almost fifteen years earlier.
So he would never ever again age day over twenty one, while Willy at the age of fifty two would never age a day over thirty.
Eternal life was more then a little daunting to Say the least, but as long as he had Willy and his parents, who now in their early fifties like Willy, and now also immortal, he knew he could do it.
Mean while Willy moaned as Charlie continued to glare at him. He whined "fine. You win, but if anything bad happens to me, you are never going to hear the end of it, do we understand each other?"
Charlie merely grinned in triumph and replied with more then a small amount of glee and self satisfaction "go right a head oh all mighty Willy Wonka."
Willy scowled "don't be a wise ass Charlie it is not very becoming of you in the least." Charlie rolled his eyes and stated in a matter of fact tone of voice" your stalling Willy. Get the hell on with it."
Willy eyed the seemingly innocent looking sweet dubiously and mumbled something less then innocent or flattering under his breath in regards to his protégée.
Charlie merely snorted having caught the term 'that little shit head' some where in the mumbled sentence. "You're mumbling Willy, just like Mike Teavee."
Willy looked positively murderous, and ready to cause his companion some serious pain. He gave Charlie one last black and withering glare and quickly closed his eyes tightly and quickly put the sweet into his mouth.
He was relieved that the sweet immediately began to dissolve on his tongue, and that he would not have to chew or suckle on it.
It tasted like raspberries and vanilla cream. It had been created for Valentines Day, that up and coming month.
It was designed for women. While a heart shaped candy in sapphire blue had been made for the male gender. Charlie was currently testing that sweet. It tasted like blue berries and mint.
Thankfully it seemed this sweet was not about to turn Charlie blue or green nor into a blue berry, like the three course chewing gum meal had to Violet and several oompa-loompas.
After five minutes when nothing happened both Willy and Charlie let out sighs of relieve, Willy especially.
Little did either choclatier realise, was that just because something hadn't already happened, didn't mean it wasn't going to happen.