AN: Thanks for the other two reviews! I'm surprised I got four of them in only two chapters! Plus, I will make sure this one is complete. I wont leave ya hanging.
Chapter 3: The tour begins
Lily's POV
I can't believe it! I actually found the golden ticket. Now to worry about the staff's reaction, along with the little drool monkeys that I live with. I ran back home, I guess, and blurted out the news. I shown the staff, except for Denise, she'll probably ban me from leaving the home again. The only one who even cared was Jenn. Despite the fact that she has a big booty, she is the nicest one here. She read the back of the ticket. It said that the contest is on the first of February, which is tomorrow. And I have to have an adult with me. But which one should I bring with me? Bill is too much of an a*hole to come. Frank is pretty much a pedofile. Denise hates sweets. And Jenn, I am afraid of Jenn accidentally sending one of the kids on the other side of the factory with her butt. I got to narrow it down to Jenn and Bill, 'cause they don't mind candy, and they don't look like an apprentice of Bill Cosby (pedofile..Frank). I don't want Bill to be a jerk to anyone there, especially Wonka. And I don't want any kids ending up in an hospital due to someone's butt, and I'm sure that Wonka won't want that either. I'm gonna bring Bill, but he can't be a wise ass. Then it's settled, Bill is coming. "Who are you gonna bring to the factory?" Frank asked. "Bill." I finally decided. It was getting dark. We ate dinner, and I got ready for bed. Since the staff gave my purple stuff bear, Lila, back to me, I was able to sleep better.
I woke up in a different room. It looked like a classroom though. Huh, why would I be in here? Charlie was on the right side of me, and the bully from earlier was on the other. Baylee I think was his name. Johnny was behind me, and a couple of other kids were there too. Why am I in school? The bell rang, and everyone left. Me and Charlie were walking home, then Johnny and Baylee came out of nowhere with switchblades. They were coming towards us with the knives. We ran for dear life, but Charlie didn't make it. Then I bumped into a strange guy with a top hat, brown hair that came to his chin, goggle-type glasses, velvet tail coat of some sort. Wait a minute, I seen him before! He pushed me away from the bullies, into an alley way. I watched him defend himself, as the bullies tried to hurt him. I got more detail from him, he also looked to be in his early 30s, maybe late 20s. Sadly, he failed. He fell on the ground, with blood coming from his mouth, a hole in his chest. The bullies, no murderers, were after me now. Since they walked the other way, I went to see who it was. That pediment. It is the same 'W' from a Wonka candy bar. They killed Willy Wonka...
I bolted up after that horrid, yet strange nightmare. I can't be certain that was Wonka who saved my life yesterday. Since it was 7 in the mourning, I quickly got dressed, ate some Lucky Charms, and waited until it was time to go. That time finally came, and Bill and I were on our way to the factory. We waited there, in front of the gates. I got bored, so I looked around. Some of these kids looked like they rather be anywhere but here. What are they, teenage girls? I heard the demon from Hell demanding her father to make time go faster. Sorry girl, but one minute equals sixty seconds, deal with it! Then I heard Cow Mouth's (Violet) mom talking about a prize. Maybe she wants Cow Mouth to win the special prize. Eh, I wouldn't be surprised, but at the same time, I can't see her winning. To be honest, I don't really care about the prize, I just wanna see some chocolate. "Please enter." A random voice said. We all walked in as the gates open. Some looked eager to go in. TV kid looked like he wanted to go home. I wanted to get this day over with 'cause for some reason, I am starting to get a headache. There's that voice again. I don't know why, but it reminds of kawaii (cute) anime stuff. I know, I don't get it either. "Dear visitors, it's my great pleasure to welcome you to my humble factory!" The voice said. "And who am I? Well..." Then puppets came out of nowhere. They started singing a song.
Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, the amazing chocolatier
Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, everybody give a cheer
He's modest, clever, and so smart, he barely can restrain it
With so much generosity, there is nowhere to contain it, to contain it
Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, he's the one that you're about to meet
Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka, he's the genius who just can't be beat
The magician and the chocolate whiz
The best darn guy who ever lived
Willy Wonka here he is!
Then the puppets caught on fire. Thank God they did, 'cause puppets scare me! But I thought the song was cute! I heard giggling and clapping from my right. I looked over, along with the others, to see who was doing that. And it certainly wasn't Demon from Hell's father. "Wasn't that just magnificent?! I worried it was dodgy in the middle part, but then that finale! Wow!" He said. He walked up towards the stairs, and turned to face us. He looked familiar. Wasn't he the guy who saved my life? I think he was, but I'm keeping my cake hole shut. "Who are you?" Violet said, while smacking that gum of hers. "He's Willy Wonka!" I randomly blurted out. "Really?" Bill asked, like a douche. Maybe I should've brought Jenn with me. I think he's having an anxiety attack, 'cause he looks like he just ran the Marathon. "Good morning starshine, the earth says hello!" Wonka said. For some reason, I find that funny and cute. I'll be sure to quote that some time. Everybody else looked at him like he was an idiot. Maybe he was nervous, I heard he hadn't left the factory since he closed it. Except for yesterday... He pulled out some cue cards, and read off of them. "Dear Guests, greetings! Welcome to the factory, I shake you warmly by the hand." He then offered his hand, but decided otherwise as soon as his eyes met Violet's. "My name is Willy Wonka. Hehe..." He said. "Then shouldn't you be up there?" Veruca said, while pointing to the burning puppets. I don't think so. We wouldn't want our tour guide dead, now would we. "Well I couldn't very well watch the show from up there now could I little girl?" He asked. He gestured for us to follow him, so we did. "Don't you wanna know our names?" Jabba the Hutt asked. "Can't imagine how it would matter. Come quickly far too much to see." He said, annoyed by Jabba's question. We walked in to this long hallway, that had red carpet. I immediately thought of Hollywood and their celebs when I saw that. "Just drop your coats anywhere." Mr. Wonka said. I took mine off, revealing my shirt that was a tie dye color, blue and white, and it had a kitten wearing a bandanna on its head, and it said 'Hug Life' on it. Of course, I wore a white thermal under it, and a pair of jeans. Violet randomly hugged Wonka like she knew him very well. Um...awkward... "Mr. Wonka! My name is Violet Beauregard." She said while smacking dat gum. Wonka looked frightened. Do you have any idea that the man hasn't been hugged in years. For longer than you and I have lived? "Oh...I don't care." Wonka said, then stormed off. "Well, you should care! Cause I'm the girl who's gonna win the special prize at the end." She said as if it was nothing. "Well you do seem confidant, and confidence is key!" Wonka said so hhe can end the conversation. Demon from Hell popped out of nowhere and introduced herself. "I'm Veruca Salt, its very nice to meet you sir." She said with a curtsy. Talk about shuddering due to the fact that a princess has entered the room. Yeah I'm a tomboy. Get use to it. "I always thought a veruca was a type of wart you got on the bottom of your foot." Mr. Wonka said with a laugh. You know one of those moments you get in the middle of class, when you're trying not to laugh since your teacher said something that seems dirty? I'm having one of those moments. "I'm Augustus Gloop! I love your chocolate!" Jabba said. As if we couldn't tell. "I can see that! So do I! I never excepted to have so much in common." Wonka said, then stopped again to turn around. "You. You're little Mike TV. You're the little devil who cracked the system." Now I know his name is Mike. Wonka turned to me. "And you! Well you're just lucvky to be here aren't ya?" He said. I understand that I never got a chance to be on TV or the newspaper, so he really couldn't say much. But I could see it in his face that he recognized me. "And the rest of you must be their p-" He can't say parents? Really? I'm an orphan, my parents hate me. And I can say parents! Wow, he must've had it really bad. "Parents." Veruca's father offered. "Yeah! Moms and dads!" Oh, so he can say moms and dads, but not parents? They mean the same thing. He had this far away look on his face, like he was remembering something. He mumbled something about his dad. He's got father issues, that's it! "Okay then, let's move along!" Wonka said, then we were off. The hall got smaller and smaller until we reached the end. The adults, and some kids had to bend over so that way they'd fit. But not me! I'm short! "An important room this. After all, it is a chocolate factory." Wonka explained. "Then why's the door so small?" TV asked like a brat. "Its to keep all the great big chocolatey flavour inside! Hehehe!" He then opened the door to a beautiful meadow made of candy. Including a chocolate waterfall!