AN whats everone sayin to Ronald my name is not ronald IT IS ROALD R-O-A-L-D there is no N so stop imagining that there is one. Anwyay thanks to Patrisha agane an heres the chapter about Pondiveas!


"Prince Pondevius wrote a letter to Mr. Wonker asking him to build a palace entirely out of chocolate because he had much gold but he hated gold and loved chocolate" Grandpa Joe said (if you remember from the last chapter Grandpa Joe was the one talking). I listened carefully since I love listening to new stories and that makes me so cool am I right? Children should read. And they especially should read what Ronald Dahl writes because he is so awesome take my word.

I then imagined a palace like one of those gold palaces that Indian princes have but instead made entirely out of CHOCOLATE. Grandpa Joe assisted me in imagining "all the walls and ceilings and floors and doors and trees outside in the garden (they have trees because Wonker invented a way for trees to grow in the desert) and carpets and paintings and armor stands and redstone and Nether portals and crafting tables and dispensers and pressure plates and bedrock was made entirely out of chocolate."

Grandma Josephine batted an eye at the strange material names that suddenly cropped up and Grandpa George and Grandma Lorraine didn't care because they are a couple and one of them isn't telling an awesome story. So I continued listening to him babble about stuff "Wonker warned him though that the palace is going to melt because it's not ice cream and Wonker can't invent chocolate that doesn't melt" and I immediately stopped him right then and there. "Wonker can invent anything right?" and Grandpa Joe had to correct himself "well he couldn't do it at the time since he didn't have the awesome points."

"But then Pondevius was like: well, what do you think a castle is for? Living. I am going to live here and no one is going to stop me! But then Wonker had left really soon since he had noticed that the sun was up and that the castle was now going to melt. The prince of course didn't realize anything until he sank in molten chocolate." I didn't want to listen to any of that dumb story because Pondevius seemed like a bad child and instead the grandparents decided to shock me with another thing. "Yeah you listened to the Indian prince enough" Grandma Josephine said and then chanted like in hell:

NOBODY
EVER
GOES
IN

I was like "what? what comes in I don't get it" but she chose to instead say another chant:

NOBODY
EVER
COMES
OUT

"No seriously explain me" I asked and Grandpa Joe was glad to say "The factory, of course!" I then immediately realized that the whole fuss was about the workers that were supposed to work in Wonker's factory like Grandpa Joe himself. I still didn't know why Grandpa Joe was kicked out but seriously the fact that literally no one but Wonker works in his factory was much more shocking. I was definitely going to pry out the truth but then someone said "alright it's like midnight you should be sleeping since you're supposed to go to school tomorrow" so I went to sleep.

While I was sleeping I was of course dreaming about the CHOCOLATE FACTORY. I imagined CHOCOLATE being factoried around and stuffed into boxes that come out of the factory already addressed and packaged as I had seen before since you know that I go to the CHOCOLATE FACTORY every day. But of course I still had the demonic chant in my mind and imagined that literally no one ever maintained the machinery and thus it began exploding burning the CHOCOLATE FACTORY and collapsing its many and numerous chimneys. More and more stuff kept burning and then a very large boom happened which just got bricks of the CHOCOLATE FACTORY everywhere and as a brick hit me I woke up.

The whole thing of tomorrow was going just as yesterday with me going through the CHOCOLATE FACTORY just to go to school but seriously since I heard that literally no one comes into that god forsaken place I attempted to go in myself. I went around the factory gates but around the gates and the building there was literally no one there and only the smell of CHOCOLATE was there. Of course since I had this distraction I realized that I don't need school anymore (EN: I'm sorry, did Charlie just stop being a good child? Yes, he did. Ronald, you need to learn to make your characters interesting. This is a serious issue. We should discuss this on PM. - Patricia / MatildaPiker26) but what I do need is food so I began eating snow.

Once I got enough snow (which I thought was CHOCOLATE because there was a CHOCOLATE smell around the factory so I didn't mess this hypothermia thing up so bad) I returned home and my parents wondered why I felt full. Of course I thought that I should tell them the truth since I am such a good child and they would hug me because family and stuff and I am so good that I may be going to heaven prematurely. But then I realized that I'm not as good as I thought since I somehow still manage to gather sins that I have to speak about at the church so I didn't tell the truth and instead ate the cabbage steak even though I didn't want cabbage steak and would probably explode if I ate too much but I didn't care since all I was for here was the story's sequel.

And there at the bedside table they began a new story for me to consume whole.


AN can you leaf ma story alone Patrisha cant u see that my fans cleerly lick whot they coll a Mary Sue more men Mary Sues are awesome I need moraf them in ma story haha. Stey tund!