Disclaimer: Usual disclaimers apply. I'm just bored. And cold. :(
A/N: Alright, here's the fourth part. My school has been closed most of this week because of the snow (yay! Though I have missed 2 of my prelim exams. Oh well!), so I have some spare time to write this part. And for anyone wondering, this can be set at anytime, but in my mind it's on the Enterprise D. And I realise some of the families might be a little wrong, but I don't remember who went in the book, and this was how I thought the TNG characters fit best. Some are better than others, but I'm just working with what was given to me by Paramount. Enjoy!
Part 4
Something wasn't right. She was supposed to be on the Enterprise, which was mapping an uncharted nebula. So why was she outside in the snow? Deanna was standing on a street with grey buildings across the road. On this side though, there was one huge building with an old, wrought iron gate and a massive wall to keep people out. The building was also grey, and there were two chimneys that reached high into the sky, spewing black smoke. It was factory, she realised. Looking through the gate she could see there was several metres between her and the building, and there were lorries being loaded up with whatever the factory produced. One of the lorries started to move and she could read the side of it. "Wonka Chocolates!" Wait... that meant this was Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory.
"If you could please stand with your family for now miss."
Deanna looked up and saw a policeman pointing towards a group of people at the side of the gate. It was possibly just her imagination, but she thought he looked a lot like Miles O'Brien. She moved over to them. There was a bunch of adults, but only four children. The child who she supposed was Mike TV was obviously Wesley Crusher, and the woman behind him was Beverly Crusher. Well, that shouldn't surprise me, she thought. They're mother and son anyway.The next adult bore a striking resemblance to Captain Picard. And his 'daughter' was none other than a younger version of Lwaxana Troi, Deanna's mother. They were supposed to be Veruca Salt and her father she thought, guessing from their fancy and probably expensive clothes. Deanna was in shock. How could this get any worse. But of course it could. It appeared that Ro Laren was Violet Beauregard. Well, that seems a little odd. Oh no. That's not... she can't be Mrs Beauregard! Sure enough, Admiral Alynna Nechayev was standing behind Ro with a huge smile that seemed wrong on the strict Admiral's face. The last child was an overweight Geordi La Forge, who was eating a chocolate bar while an unhappy looking Worf watched him. Some things never change. So they must be Augustus Gloop and his dad. I'm never going to be able to face these people with a straight face again! They're the four children who found the golden tickets. So where's the fifth?
"Charlene! There you are, it's nearly time for the tour" An elderly man was talking to her. Charlene? Looking down at herself, Deanna saw she was wearing a skirt and top that both looked quite old and worn. The coat on top looked even worse. Looking at the man who had spoke to her, she realised she wasn't as tall as she was supposed to be. And he looked an awful lot like Data! This must mean I'm the female equivalent of Charlie Bucket. And Data is my grandfather. Moving to stand next to him, she looked over at the road. A large crowd was gathered, waiting to catch a glimpse of the great Willy Wonka. I must be dreaming. This isn't real. I'm dreaming this because I was reading the book before I went to bed.Deanna tried to calm herself. Maybe if she just went along with it, she would wake up in her bed, in her quarters, ready for another day on the ship. At the very least, it's something interesting to tell Will, she thought.
There was a sudden quiet as everyone stopped talking. The huge gates opened slowly, as if moving too fast would cause them to break. When they were fully open, a door in the factory opened and out stepped a man wearing a bright purple suit and matching top hat. In his hand was a darker purple cane, with a swirly white and purple top. As he got closer to the gate, she could make out features. His shoes were charcoal black and he had a skip in his step, as if he were constantly happy. I sure would be if I owned a chocolate factory. Under his hat, his hair was dark and short, and he had a dark beard as well. Wait, Willy Wonka didn't have a beard in the book. Deanna gasped as she realised Willy Wonka was actually Will Riker!
"My dear friends!" he declared loudly so that everyone in the crowd could hear. "This is an historic occasion. No one has ever seen my chocolate factory and after today no one ever will again! These five children", he waved a hand casually towards them, "are very very special. Not only will they see my factory, but one of them will get a special prize at the end!" There was a loud "Ooh" from the gathered crowd, before they quieted down. My Wonka waved the children and their parents over and he turned away to lead them inside while saying "Let the tour begin!"