A.N. Hey y'all, I've got some good news. This story may turn out longer than I had planned. Oh, and Phantom's Ange, if you're reading this, I would recomend reading your e-mails. If anyone wants to e-mail me with questions or suggestions, they are most welcome. I've found that flames don't discourage me, they inspire me. So if you have ANY suggestions, complaint or whatever, don't be afraid to tell me. Oh, and if I don't answer your questions, don't worry, I have a bad habbit of not checking my e-mail. So it may take me awile. KK? Any-who. Willy will get drunk-not severly-just funnily. Gahhh! I can't describe it-you'll have to see for your self. Enjoy!...Wow...big authors note...wake up! I can see you sleeping over there!!!! Wakey-wakey!
Disclaimer: I only own, myself, my horrible spelling, my plot, ideas, and a very long authors note. Nope, CATCF isn't in that list...damnit.
Willy and Charlie were happy that they hadn't been grounded from inventing and eating their products, but they did feel bad about causing Sierra alot of stress, PLUS making her cry.
"We've gotta find a way of releaving stress. A candy that will lift her off her feet. What does she like that I havn't invented Charlie?" Charlie thought a moment as they walked down the long hall way.
"Do you have any fizzy drinks?" Willy shook his head after a moments thought.
"People have said that flying, or even the idea relaxes them...I've got it! A fizzy drink that has so many bubbles that it lifts you into the air!!! Fizzy Lifty Drinks!!!!" Willy exclaimed, jumping with delight. Charlie nodded excitedly. They ran towards the G.G.E. Willy was so excited he bumped into the glass.
"Ouch...must remember where that silly thing is." They zoomed off to the inventing room. Willy sat on a purple cushion that was on the ground, in some random corner. Charlie sat next to him and thought.
"What makes people float, or at least feel like they're floating Mr.Wonka?" he said at last.
"Please Charlie, call me Willy. Mr.Wonka sounds so...old and adultish...it's ewww..." Willy shuddered.
"Any ways. I've heard that when people drink beer or some such stuff, they feel like they're floating...don't ballons float Charlie?" Willy asked suddenly, startling Charlie.
"Yeah...the ones filled with helium anyways. But helium is deadly!"( It isn't really, but if you breath enough in you'll lose brain cells) Willy thought for a second.
"Do you know what makes helium float?" Charlie shook his head. Willy thought, then snapped his fingers.
"It's the heli in it."
"What? But how?"
"Well, heli in Oompa-Loompian means light, by the way did you know that most of our language is based off of Oompa-Loompian? Ah never mind, but helicopters are light right? And they have heli in them!" Willy exclaimed. It did make sence, but in a wierd way. Ahh well, wierd is good I suppose...Charlie thought to himself as Willy gave the gathered O.L. instructions. They would have kept going through dinner, but they didn't want to stress Sierra out...again. So with much reluctance, they zoomed over to their 'house' on the G.G.E. Stepping out they noticed Sierra cooking still. She flipped what ever it was out of the pan and on to the waiting plates. Turning around she smiled as she saw Willy and Charlie standing at the door, sniffing cautiously.
"Don't worry boys, it's not gonna kill you- I've all ready tried some, and I feel fine." She laughed at the relief evident on their faces.
"C'mon, it's a new recipe, and I think that you will like it. It's a complete Wonka Dinner. Every thing is candy, except for the sausages, I fried up. There is a catch though." Willy and Charlie looked at each other sadly, they knew it had been too good to be true.
"I'd like you to take the rest of the night off, and watch a movie with me. One that will probably shock the hell out of you." Willy and Charlie blinked. Sierra looked so apprehensive that they agreed. Dinner was awsome. They waited patiently for Sierra to pop the movie in. The option screen for 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory' appeared. Willy and Charlie looked shocked. They watched the whole thing without saying a word. After the movie ended, the was dead silence.
"Wow...heheheheh...so that's how you knew how every-thing would happen..." Sierra nodded sadly, tears ran down her face. Willy blinked.
"What's the matter Sierra?" Charlie asked. Sierra looked at them shocked.
"You-you don't hate me? You're not scared of me?" they both shook their heads, confused.
"Why would we hate you?" Charlie asked, Sierra felt more tears run down her face.
"I don't know-I just thought you would..." her voice cracked and broke as a sob shook her frame. Charlie looked bewildered, Willy, understanding, got up, walked over to where she was sitting. He noticed her flinch.
"We're not Chris, Sierra. We love and appreciate you for who you are, no matter where you came from, or what you know." Willy murmered, surprisingly mature, understanding and kindly. Sierra blinked, more tears ran down her face. But Willy saw the relief, and the confusion in her eyes.
"Thanks...I see that now...but what did you get into?" Willy blinked, it was his turn to be confused.
"You're not usually this way, you're...more like a kid than anything else. And I admire you for that, and envy you for it too." Sierra said quickly as she saw amusment glitter in his eyes. The serious expression faded as he gave her a hug.
"Better? Good! I'm tired, and Charlie is to by the sounds of things." Willy said as Charlie yawned. Sierra giggled weakly and went to get up. Willy stopped her.
"I'll tuck Charlie in. You relax." Willy said and turned to follow Charlie. Sighing Sierra laid down on the couch and closed her eyes, she was asleep before she realised it.
Willy walked in and saw her sleeping. Chuckling quietly he walked silently to her, and looked at her. Suddenly he frowned at her position. She would surely be sore in the morning if she kept in that position. Sighing Willy bent down and picked her up in his arms bridal style. She muttered in her sleep and nuggled closer to his chest, burying her face in to his shirt. Willy stiffened at the sudden move. He wasn't stiffining in repulse, but in fear. He didn't want to wake her up. She would probably get mad at him.
Sierra opened her eyes relunctantly and Willy's scent filled her nose as she realised that she was cuddled up against him. Slowly and calmly she looked into his eyes that clearly read 'Uh-oh, I'm in for it now.'.
"Willy?" she murmered, still sleepy. Willy blinked. She didn't sound mad. She simply sounded sleepy and confused.
"Go back to sleep, I'll tuck you in." Sierra, feeling like she was young again, nodded and snuggled into his warm chest again. She listened to his heart beat. It was a comforting sound. He genatlly stepped into her room and set her down on her bed. It's a good thing she changed into her P.J's before the movie. Willy thought to himself. She had cut down a pair of his P.J's to fit her. Shaking his head, Willy left the room and went to bed, only to dream of Sierra, and what he wanted to do to her. He wanted to love her, but was afraid of doing what Chris had done to her. He wouldn't-couldn't do that. He wouldn't do what he wanted to unless she came to him. He wouldn't hurt her-never.
A.N. Awwwww, Willy admits to himself that he loves Sierra, but won't do any thing, he's too scared. Also I've noticed that Willy is WWWAAAAYYY out of Character-sorry. R&R please!!!!
