A/N Jessai'e thanks for your reviews. I still own nothing and that damn oompa-loompa keeps getting away.

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Chapter 10: Decorating

"Ick, really Doris? That just isn't my style at all." It was a bit before mid-day on Saturday. Charlie and Willy were inventing something and Doris was sitting in Christy's room helping through furniture sets. Doris was starting to get irritated at Christy's constant rejections.

"Ok, hmm. If I could have my ultimate fantasy room where money was no object, I realize that isn't the case, but I'll start there. Anyway, the walls would be black with glow-in-the-dark vines on them. I love glow-in-the-dark things, but I guess I am a bit too old for that now." Christy had to remind herself of her boss. He was too old for his obsession with candy, but that didn't stop him. How old is he anyway?

Doris waved her hand in the air trying to get her to continue. "Oh, well, I guess I would want a dark cherry colored wood set, a desk with lots of drawer space, and lots of shelf space. My bed would have dark green sheets and blankets with big green pillows. And when I turn off the light at night a bunch of things in the room would glow." Christy stopped pacing around and looked at what Doris brought up.

She had picked out exactly what Christy was thinking of. There was a beautiful desk with tiny little drawers as well as normal sized ones. There was a dresser set with flowing vines decorated into it as well as a bed to match. She found dark green linens and a comfy looking dark green couch. She also started clicking on a little table and chairs as well. "Perfect! But all that has to be too much. I am still working on not thinking in dollars, but that still seems like a lot of money."

Doris shook her head and quickly ordered everything. She opened up another page and picked out a few items that would glow in the dark. Christy smiled eagerly as Doris continued to order more items. "Well now, I am sure that's enough." Doris signed something to her that she of course didn't understand. "Uh, you don't happen to actually speak do you?"

Doris rolled her eyes and typed out the phrase, "What are your interests?"

"Music, reading, crafts. Where I used to live I used to have tons of unfinished craft projects, but I gave it all away; too much of a hassle to move. The same goes for my books. I only brought a few favorites, mostly fantasy or romantic fantasy. I had a bunch of classics too, everyone has to love those. My cousin was happy to take those off of me. I hear a bunch of you guys like to sing too."

Doris nodded as she continued to click keys on her keyboard. "What are you doing now?" Doris shut the laptop and pointed for her to leave. Christy sighed and joked, "Fine but it's supposed to be my room you know." As she was walking out, Charlie was coming to get her for lunch.

As usual she tried to get out of it, but Charlie pulled her hand to the elevator. "Come on Christy, you live here now. You are going to be one of the family."

Christy sighed and put her head against one of the few areas of the elevator without buttons. "I didn't move in yet." The elevator started going and Christy was proud of herself. She didn't crash into the walls or the floor once. She was by no means still, but not crashing was a great improvement. The trick was to know when and which direction the elevator was going to go.

Lunch was just being put on the table as Christy and Charlie walked in. Mrs. Bucket gave them both a hug and congratulated Christy on the great performance the night before.

Willy laughed at her. "And see shortcake, you were panicking for nothing."

Christy's eyes rolled yet again and she noticed when she spoke her voice was almost at a normal level now that she was getting used to the Buckets. "In all your years, there was never anything you were afraid of?"

Willy looked away and started acting like she did when she would zone out. The family noticed but didn't say anything about it. Christy looked around at everyone, hoping for an explanation and was in for a disappointment. While she waited for Willy to return to earth she tried to think of what Willy had asked her the other day when she was zoned. What did he think I was doing? A… flashback? A flashback!

"Mr. Wonka?" Christy very slowly tapped him on the arm and he jumped a good couple inches.

"Hehe, nope never not once was I afraid like you were. I never made myself sick over it; that was just disgusting."

"Huh," was all Christy thought of to say and began to eat the spaghetti Mrs. Bucket had put on her plate. It was really good and for the first time in a week, Christy was actually hungry. She ate it quickly and was content for a while. Now, she figured it was probably time to go home. She couldn't think of anything that needed to be done there. She would have to pack the few things she had and get herself organized. The oompa-loompas had other plans.

They began signaling to her and Willy as they left the Buckets house. Charlie came out and was obviously still learning the signals also. "Anyone have any a loompish to English dictionary on them?" No one answered her so she just watched the signals.

Charlie smiled. "He wants to take you on a tour of some of the rooms." Willy nodded and they left Christy behind with the little man gesturing her to follow. The tour he gave was nothing like the tour Willy had given the ticket winners. The oompa-loompa stopped by each room and let her take a quick look. She only got a minute or two to look around and then it was on to the next, so basically she had no time to screw around or mess anything up.

By the end of the tour, Christy was sure she had never walked so much in her life. She took herself home, almost dead on her feet and went right to sleep. Good, tomorrow is Sunday. I'll just sleep in.