Charlie and the Chocolate Factory- The Loneliest Abyss
Chapter 10- Chocolate Room Fun
Isabella's POV
As we made our way through the hallway, I noticed it was getting smaller. At the end we reached a tiny door. How were we supposed to get through that?
"Now, I want you to know that this is the most important room in the factory." Mr. Wonka said. "Then why is the door so small?" Mike asked. What does that have to do with its importance?
Mr. Wonka, however, laughed "Why to keep all the big, chocolaty, goodness inside." He said before fiddling with his keys. After finding the right one he placed in the keyhole, he then looked at us with a smile, before opening the door. I blinked seeing the huge room.
"It's like a candy wonderland" I thought. It must've taken ages to make all this. "Wow, it's beautiful." Charlie said from next to me. I nodded "Yeah, It is." Mr. Wonka then looked back at us "What? Oh! Yes, it's very beautiful." He said turning back around. He then guided us around the room.
"Every drop, in that river, is hot melted chocolate." He said pointing towards the river. I would've never thought I'd see a river made out of chocolate. It was quite interesting actually. Then I heard him say something about the waterfall "The waterfall is the most important thing in this room, anyone know why?" He questioned. I nodded "Yeah, it mixes the chocolate right?" I said. He smiled at me "Correct, it also makes it light and frothy. Did you know that no other factory mixes its chocolate by waterfall? It's true and you can take that to bank." He said before going back over to a grassy area.
"Do you like my meadow? Try a blade, please do, it's so delectable and so darn good looking." He said. I looked at him confused. "You can eat the grass?" Charlie asked before I did. Mr. Wonka looked at him "Why of course you can, everything in this room is edible, even I'm edible. But, that's called cannibalism my dear children and is in fact frowned upon in most societies." He said. I raised an eyebrow at the cannibalism part.
Mr. Wonka then smiled and stretched his arm out to everything "Enjoy." He said. Everyone then went in different directions, wanting to try out some of the edible items in the room. I, however, stood still and watched Charlie from a distance. I didn't notice Mr. Wonka staring at me until he asked "What do you think of it all?"
Looking at him, I smiled "It's great. I never thought I'd see anything like it. It must've taken a long time to make all this." I told him. He chuckled "Thanks, and yes, it took me quite some time to make this. But, it was worth it in the end." He said. I nodded. Then, referring to Charlie, he asked "How come you came with him instead of his p-p…" He said struggling again. I held up my hand "You don't have to say it, I understand." I told him. He smiled "Thanks…" He said.
I nodded "Anyways, to answer your question, I'm here with him because first, his family sort of made me come, they outvoted me. Secondly, I had chosen the bar of chocolate for Charlie, it was his birthday, and it had the ticket in it. Charlie used that against me." I said. "I wanted his grandpa to come though, he used to work for you, you know?"
Mr. Wonka then looked sort of miffed "Was he one of those despicable spies, who every day tried to steal my life's work, and sell it to those parasitic copy-cat, candy making cads?" He questioned. I blinked at his choice of words "No, he wasn't." I said. "Interesting choice of words, Mr. Wonka" I told him with a chuckle. He chuckled as well before hearing Veruca shout "Daddy! Look over there, it's a person!" I looked at Mr. Wonka, and he at me, before we both walked over to Veruca.
"What are they?" Mrs. Beauregarde questioned. When I looked I saw a little man, seemingly dark-skinned, wearing a rubber suit of some kind.
"Are they real?" Charlie questioned.
"Of course they're real people, they're Oompa Loompa's?" He said. My eyebrow raised "Oompa Loompa's?" I said in a questioning tone. He nodded at me "Yes, directly from Loompa land" He said. I was still confused.
"There's no such place." Mr. Teevee said. Mr. Wonka looked him "What?" He questioned miffed. Mr. Teevee looked at him "Mr. Wonka, I teach high school geography and I'm here to tell you that there is no such place as Loompa Land." He said. I turned and looked at him.
"You know we haven't discovered everything on earth, correct? As someone who has studied oceanography, I understand that. You should as well, seeing as how you've studied geography. It could be real for all we know." I told him. He was silent after that. Mr. Wonka looked at me with admiration in his eyes. Meanwhile, during my little speech, Augustus had wondered off towards the chocolate river.
His mother, looking for him, saw him near the river "Augustus, my child, that is not a good thing you do!" Mrs. Gloop shouted. Looking over, we all saw Augustus, now, leaning over the river. He was eating the chocolate.
"Hey! Little boy! My chocolate must be untouched by human hands!" Mr. Wonka shouted to him. Augustus however ignored him. Then, as he went for some more, he fell in. I winced. That's not good. Looking around, I noticed everyone was still, except his mother who was in panic mode. Nobody was doing a thing to help him.
"Mr. Wonka, aren't you going to do something?" I questioned the man. He then discreetly pointed to a pipe, the ones that sucked up all the chocolate, which was headed towards Augustus. I nodded, realizing his plan. I then watched, along with the others, as the pipe went to do its job. Then Augustus, who was now currently going up the pipe, got stuck halfway. I was about to question Mr. Wonka on this as well when I heard the beat that the Oompa Loompa's were making.
"What are they doing?" Charlie questioned. Mr. Wonka smiled "I believe that they're going to treat us to a song. They haven't had an audience in many a moon, you know?" He said.
Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop!
The great big greedy nincompoop!
Augustus Gloop!
So big and vile
so greedy, foul, and infantile
'Come on!' we cried, 'The time is ripe
to send him shooting up the pipe!
But don't, dear children, be alarmed;
Augustus Gloop will not be harmed,
Augustus Gloop will not be harmed
although, of course, we must admit
He will be altered quite a bit.
Slowly, the wheels go round and round,
the cogs begin to grind and pound;
we boil him for a minute more,
until we're absolutely sure
then out he comes! And now! By grace!
A miracle has taken place!
A miracle has taken place!
This greedy brute, this louse's ear,
is loved by people everywhere!
For who could hate or bear a grudge
against a luscious bit of fudge?"
I felt odd about that last part "What do they mean by a luscious bit of fudge?" I questioned. Mr. Wonka looked at me "Don't worry, he'll be fine." He reassured. I trusted his words at the moment for he had to know what he was doing, right?
"I hope so." I thought worriedly.
"Where does that pipe lead to?" Mrs. Gloop questioned Mr. Wonka, she was obviously terrified. "That particular pipe just so happens to lead to the room where I make my most delicious strawberry flavored, chocolate covered, fudge." He said.
"So, my son will be made into strawberry flavored, chocolate covered, fudge, and then they'll be selling him by the pound all over the world?" Mrs. Gloop questioned even more terrified. Mr. Wonka shook his head "No, I wouldn't allow it. Can you imagine an Augustus flavored, chocolate covered, fudge? Eww, no one would buy it." He said. I had to keep myself from laughing. This was a serious moment. The time for laughter can come later.
I then heard as Mr. Wonka made a strange sound, it was like a "lalala" sound with his tongue, before an Oompa Loompa came up to him. "Can you take Mrs. Gloop to the fudge room and help her find her son? Just take a long stick and start poking around in the mixing barrel, okay?" He told the Oompa Loompa. It did some sort of bow, with its arms crossed over its chest, before taking Mrs. Gloop by the bottom of her dress. I watched as she was pulled along till they exited.
"I hope he'll be alright." I thought. I really did.