When Sealand awoke, he lay in his bed thinking. All right. It's light outside so that means I'll be going to school soon. How am I going to get to school?And Grandpa Tino wants me to buy a chocolate bar... Where would I find those? Sealand sat and thought about his problems, not finding any solutions.

"Peter! Come downstairs for breakfast!" his new mother called.

"Coming" Sealand shouted back he walked downstairs. He leaned against the Grandparent's headboard. His mother handed him a bowl of cereal, andSealand ate it slowly, still deep in thought. After his breakfast, he walked back upstairs and changed into the clothes he found in the dresser. When he went back downstairs, he noticed that everyone was listening to the radio.

"Peter, come listen to this," his Grandfather said, as excited as a little boy. "They're talking about the Wonka Brothers!"

Sealand walked to the radio and listened to the newscaster.

Now in progress, a Wonka brothers contest! The famous candy makers placed five gold tickets into their five of their chocolate bars. The children who receive this Golden ticket will be allowed into their chocolate factory. This is big news, considering that no ones been in that factory for almost ten years!

"Wow! Can you believe this!" his father said, a smile spreading across his face. "A way into that factory! Well come on Peter." His father was putting on his jacket.

"What?" Sealand went to grab the much smaller jacket on the hooks.

"We're going to school, of course! You know that I always walk you there, because it's on my way."

"Oh, right," Sealand said, a blush creeping up his neck. It's embarassing not knowing what the heck is going on.


When walking to the school, Sealand passed a store. He noticed a sign hanging on the front door. "Hey, dad! Look at this!" It was a sign for the contest.

His father laughed. "I know you're excited for this contest, but come on. You're going to be late for school."

"All right," Sealand answered. But he couldn't help but smile. Because now he knew where the chocolate shop was. And, he was excited for this contest. It could make him famous!


A/N

All right. This chapter sucked. I know. Don't judge me. Oh, and I'm gonna start refering to everyone as Sealand's family. After all, it gets pretty annoying to write the other way.

And I wanna give a shout out to dyslexic-Carmie, HarryPotterForLife7, and Regina Mills-The Evil Queen, because without their constant ideas, I would of quit this story by now.