Disclaimer: I only own Johnny and Jenny Bucket.
A/n: Thanks to all my reviewers for the last chapter! You really made my day! So far, I've only gotten two title suggestions: Baby Cakes and Bringing Up Willy, both suggested by fxkoala. If you like either of these titles, or have a title suggestion of your own, please let me know! I myself am leaning towards Baby Cakes, but I'd like a few opinions first. As usual, please review!
Chapter 3: Dinnertime Mayhem
Mr. Bucket had just finished up at the tooth paste factory. It had been a very LONG day, and he was relieved to finally be home. He opened the door…and nearly fainted. His wife was holding a baby that looked a lot like Willy Wonka! But, that couldn't be! Willy was a grown man, not a baby! "I must be losing my mind!" Mr. Bucket exclaimed.
Mrs. Bucket wasn't exactly surprised by her husband's reaction. "Dear, I think you better sit down," she said. Mr. Bucket did as he was told. "Willy was trying to make a drinkable candy for babies. When he tried it, he turned into a baby himself," Charlie explained.
Willy, meanwhile, was eyeing Mrs. Bucket's hair. He wondered what it would feel like to pull it. After all, Jenny sure seemed to enjoy pulling hair! Willy reached up, grabbed some of Mrs. Bucket's hair, and pulled. "OW!" screeched Mrs. Bucket. Willy giggled. That was fun! He pulled Mrs. Bucket's hair a second time. "Willy, stop that!" Mrs. Bucket exclaimed.
Shortly after that, it was time for dinner. The Buckets only had two highchairs, so Willy had to sit on Mrs. Bucket's lap. Mrs. Bucket spooned up some baby food. "Okay, Willy, open up!" she said as she aimed the spoon at the Chocolatier's mouth. Not only was Willy extremely embarrassed that he couldn't even feed himself anymore, but the baby food looked suspiciously green.
"Time for some yummy peas!" Mrs. Bucket crooned. Peas, yuck! Willy wasn't exactly sure why, but, now that he was a baby, he HATED peas! He firmly clamped his mouth shut. "Willy, would you please just open your mouth?" Mrs. Bucket cried in exasperation.
Suddenly, Willy got an idea. He batted at the spoon with his hand, catapulting the peas across the table. SPLAT! The peas landed right in the center of Charlie's shirt. "EW! Willy!" Charlie protested. "Incoming!" Mr. Bucket shouted suddenly. Charlie ducked, just in time to miss getting hit with another spoonful of peas. This time, however, Johnny was the culprit. A split-second later, Jenny followed suit, splattering Grandma Georgina.
Luckily, Grandma Georgina didn't even seem to notice. "I love flowers!" she exclaimed. "Honestly, Willy! Look what you've started!" cried Mrs. Bucket. Willy just giggled. Despite the adults' and Charlie's best efforts to stop them, the three babies continued flinging food around. By the time supper was over, the table could have been officially declared a disaster area!
Mrs. Bucket, Mr. Bucket, Charlie, and Grandpa Joe cleaned up the mess. Mrs. Bucket sank into a chair, utterly exhausted. Willy was quickly wearing her out. Willy, meanwhile, realized that he was thirsty. He wanted some nice, warm milk. He began to cry.
Mrs. Bucket sighed. Just when she thought she might actually be able to get a few minutes of rest…. "What's the matter, Willy?" she asked. "WAAAAAAAAH!" responded Willy. Mrs. Bucket wasn't sure what was bothering Willy. He didn't seem sleepy, that was for sure. Mrs. Bucket checked his diaper (which wasmajorly humiliating for the Chocolatier), but it was clean and dry. "BABA!" Willy suddenly cried out. "Oh! You want a bottle, don't you?" Mrs. Bucket crooned.
A few minutes later, Mrs. Bucket was holding Willy in her arms as he happily sucked on a bottle. That warm milk tasted so good! He drank it quickly. Then, to his absolute horror, Mrs. Bucket laid him on her shoulder and began patting his back. How embarrassing! He didn't want to be burped!
As Mrs. Bucket continued patting his back, Willy suddenly felt a funny sensation in his stomach. The next thing he knew, he had spit up all over Mrs. Bucket! "Oh, Willy!" exclaimed Mrs. Bucket, giggling a bit. She was used to being spit up on. Willy, however, was completely grossed out. He couldn't believe he had just done that! Being a baby, he was quickly realizing, was very gross at times!
A/n: I hope you enjoyed it! As usual, please review!
Chapter 4 preview: Baby Willy explores the Chocolate Room!