A/N Own Nothing
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Chapter 7: An Easy Day
Willy and Charlie spent that evening in the Inventing Room. Willy was having a hard time deciding if he wanted Christy to stay.
"Well let's go over the pros and cons so far." Charlie thought about it some more. "You were here with her all day."
Willy smiled. "Ok yeah. Alright the Pros." Willy thought hard about all the events of the day. "Well she is smart. She was able to go through most of the paperwork easily. That would have taken me at least a week for sure. She writes everything down so she would be sure to take good care of the plants. Let me see, and then we went to the admin office, then lunch. Oh, she started getting used to the elevators quicker than you guys did. She didn't get angry at getting pink taffy in her hair and on her clothes. She likes animals. She generally useful."
Charlie wrote down Willy's pro list and looked it over. "Well that's a good list. So what are the cons?"
Willy thought some more. "Well she is a bit strange isn't she? She talks a lot then gets quiet back and forth. Also she doesn't eat anything. She should be a stick by now with that kind of eating habit."
Charlie wrote down the cons. "Well for the quietness, maybe she is just shy."
"But she talked to me and she talked during her interview."
Charlie shrugged. "Ok maybe not then. Still the pros seem much bigger than the cons." Charlie left him the list and went to go work on his homework.
Willy sat there and went over the list a few times. Charlie was right; Christy was too useful to worry about a couple of weird quirks.
Christy sat in front of her television mindlessly flipping through channels while eating something she popped into the microwave. She was more upset about the end of the day. She put the remainder of her food in the refrigerator and went to bed early. She wondered if she would be let in the next day.
Whether she was wanted or not, Christy showed up for work bright and early Wednesday morning. The gate let her in and she opened the main door to factory and peeked in. She found her way to Willy's office and set herself to work on the remainder of the paperwork on her desk. She wasn't sure, but there might have been new ones in there as well.
She piled up the finished papers on Willy's desk with a note that all that was left to do was for him to sign them. Everything she had to fill in was pretty simple. She turned on the laptop on her desk and noticed that she had an email account set up. There were a couple random greetings which Christy assumed were from oompa-loompas and a note from Doris that there were no machines needing to be fixed today.
Christy got out her notebook and found her way into the Chocolate Room and began checking and testing the plants and river. She tried to keep herself mostly hidden from the Buckets so as not to get herself into another awkward situation. The rest of the day went smoothly and she found herself emailing Doris asking her what else she could do. It was about 3:30 and she was done everything she knew of.
Doris emailed back with a notice that a phone line would be hooked up for her soon and the website customer service emails would start going to her on Friday, but for now if she wanted she could water the plants in Willy's personal greenhouse. The message was given with directions. Christy sent back a reply saying she would get right on it and began to stroll through the factory.
Christy was excited that she didn't get lost and began watering all the vegetables that Willy grew. She was so involved that she didn't even notice Willy standing behind her. She thought she was completely alone so she was mindlessly singing to herself. A small giggle made her turn around and accidentally spray Willy with the hose.
"Shit, I'm sorry Mr. Wonka." Christy hurriedly turned the water off and hid a smile. "You startled me."
Willy looked unhappily at his wet clothes and then looked at her. He smiled again. "You know, you could perform your little song with the oompa-loompas. They like to sing and dance."
Christy's face turned red. She loved to sing. Luckily for her, her band never got a job so she never had to worry about the stage fright she was destined to have. "How long were you listening?"
Willy shrugged, "Just a couple of songs. Now come on Tiny Tim, it is time for dinner. The Buckets were sad that they didn't see you for lunch."
Christy looked at her cell phone to see the time. "I can't today Mr. Wonka. I actually have band practice with my friends."
Willy raised his eyebrows. "That sounds interesting. Where do you play at?"
"Uh, well, we never played anywhere special yet, just at his house. So far it's just for fun."
"What's your band called? What do you play?" He was really in the mood for questions.
"I play guitar and I do a lot of the singing. Last time I checked Dave named the band 'Moss Covered Souls.' I don't like it and he keeps changing it, but it really doesn't matter to me."
Willy just nodded at her. "Ok then, see you tomorrow. Tootles."
Christy left grateful that the day went relatively well. She got to her friend's house and they began playing. All of her nervousness was gone in that instant. She wasn't afraid when it was just them. It made her a bit sad that she really didn't have anything in common with the two guys. They would never be real friends, just people that make music.
