Charlie was in a pinch. Part of his new job as Willy Wonka's apprentice was that he had to make new candy ideas every few months. His deadline was in a week. This was all part of his training to make the wildest and wackiest candy in the room. He decided to take a break. Wonka told him the more you work, the more stressed you'll be. The more stressed you are, the more you'll fail. He walked past Veruca's room and heard something: "Un, deux, trois. Un, deux, trois. Un, deux, trois." He peeked into her room.
While Veruca had turned a new leaf, there were some things that never changed about her. One example was her love of ballet. She had a little area in her room all meant for ballet, with the handlebars, mirrors and free space. He could hear music that sounded like the nutcracker. She suddenly noticed something in the mirror. "Charlie!" Veruca apologized a lot since she came to the factory, but rarely did Charlie apologize to her. "I'm sorry, Veruca! I just heard french coming from this room and wanted to see what was going on." Veruca usually had some fake blush on her cheeks, but her face looked really red now from ACTUAL blushing. "Why thank you. Would it be all right if I put on a show for you." Charlie didn't seem very hesitant. "Of course."
Charlie had no idea what the moves she was doing were or what scene this was from, but there sure was a lot of grace. She was doing jetes, ballottés, and fouettés all around the room. When the graceful ballad was over she curtsied. Charlie never was one for ballet, but what she just did was amazing to him. It was hard not to hear his clapping. She seemed a bit shy, but happy. "Thank you, Charlie. It took me many years to memorize what to do." Charlie replied, "Too bad there's not an easier way out." Then suddenly an idea struck him.
Too many people, this idea was ridiculous, surreal and preposterous. In Wonka's workshop, it was perfectly sane. He submitted the idea to Wonka. A wonderful idea to him. It wouldn't be easy, but very few things are impossible in Wonka's factory. A week later, after testing it on an oompa loompa, Charlie ran over to Veruca's room. He held up a pink peace of candy, "Try this Veruca, you'll love it." Veruca did as told. At first she tasted a nice strawberry taste, but then something else hit her. Extremely detailed instructions on ballet dances, including ones she was never taught. She performed them and was exceptional the first time.
Charlie revealed it, "Wonka's Dancing Candies: Instant Years Worth of Dancing Lessons in Seconds. Available in Break dancing, Ballet, Square Dancing and Tango." It was one of the greatest ideas Charlie had ever come up with. Veruca suddenly gave an inexplicable hug. The two both had such dark red faces. Veruca suddenly looked at the wrapper of her candy. "Dedicated to Veruca Salt"