Hello again! I would've come back sooner because some things got canceled. But they got canceled because I managed to get the flu and was in bed for almost a week. But I'm much better now.
Response Time: To The Illuminaughty Pine Tree, You will find out how he got there in this one. To mattTheWriter072, We'll find out sometime if she does. To JOHNHAMMOND1993, I've actually seen those clues, but thank you anyway. To Sonny April, maybe so, or maybe things will turn bad. To Linkwonka88, you'll find out. To muffin de arandanos, I always hated Scarlet Beauregade, but Missi Pyle still did a great job as the shameless stage mom. To guest...okay.
Chapter 11: Mike to the Rescue
"So now we have an intruder, and we could be under attack at any moment?" Mr. Teavee asked.
"It appears that way," Wonka observed. "We'll have to search for Charlie, Veruca, and this intruder at the same time. The elevator is the best way to do so." They all walked in and Wonka hit a button that said "Autopilot," followed by a series of buttons. "This should take us to each nearby room and cycle back around. Now we can observe from above." The elevator moved above the rooms and hallways, but they found no one.
"Guys," Mike said. "I think that...Violet Beauregarde may be behind this. I mean, blue is her motif at the moment. And not to mention, I might have seen her when we in the cafeteria. She was at the corner for a brief second, and then she was gone. I know it can't be a coincidence. She looked normal, except for having blue hair, eyes, and skin. I should've said something sooner. Guys?"
The rest of them had a blank stare. "Sorry, Mike. We were all thinking. I think you are right, though. It makes sense," Mr. Salt commented.
Grandpa Joe observed, "When I saw her, I sensed extreme negativity around that girl. I could tell, though, that it came from the mother."
Mr. Teavee added, "It would make sense that she might have felt enraged, and that mother of hers pushed her over the edge. But how would she be able to do these things."
Mr. Wonka answered, "It might be possible. The blueberry juice is very toxic. That's why I have the people inflicted with it to be juiced. It's possible her biochemistry has been altered, and that can have dangerous consequences for those around her. Given her size compared to Oompa-Loompas, this outcome was in the back of my mind the whole time, but I hoped it wouldn't. However, given this new information, she may have more hope than she thinks. I may be able to eradicate her condition completely. First, we need to find her. Mike, thank you for telling us this."
Mike smirked a little. "Well, I guess I really just want to help someone I have respect for."
Mr. Wonka looked up as the elevator began to act strange. "I must warn you that we are entering an area that needs a repair job. Prepare to be bumping around a little." Wonka was right, as the elevator was shaking a bit. It was fine at first, until the elevator took a nasty turn, violently slamming Mike into the wall. To make matters worse, his crash shorted out the autopilot, as well as several buttons. Because of this, the elevator started moving around erratically. "Oh no! We're going out of control!"
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" Mike exclaimed.
Mr. Wonka told him, "It's not your fault. I should've known better than to go this route. But we are going to lose our path and go badly off-track in about 30 seconds."
Mike then said, "Then I guess I have no choice." He then repeatedly kicked the door until it shattered. "Shatter-proof, huh? See ya!" He smiled, waved and jumped out of the elevator. He grabbed a guard rail and began to slowly climb down it until he got to an access panel. He watched as the elevator got further and further away. "Sorry. But I have to make this right." He opened the access panel and dropped to the floor. He got to a corner of the hallway and heard shouting. "That sounds like Violet!" He then ran toward the commotion with haste.
That's the chapter! Now we're getting into the intense part! Stay tuned for more and have a great day!
