"He's gone

"He's gone!" exclaimed Mr.Teavee as he stepped towards the platform, looking for his son.

"Let's go check the television and see what we get, shall we?" suggested Willy. They all raced back over towards the TV set and gathered in front of the screen.

"I sure hope no part of him gets left behind…" Willy said to himself, although everyone could hear. The look on Mr. Teevee's face was priceless.

"What do you mean?" asked a horrified Mr. Teevee.

"Well, sometimes only half of the little pieces find their way through." said Willy cautiously. There was a very uncomfortable silence. Willy thought to himself for a moment before turning to face Mr. Teevee.

"If you had to chose only one half of your son, which half would it be?" he asked, trying to hopefully break the tension in the air.

Mr. Teevee just stared at him. "What kind of a question is that?"

"No need to snap," Willy said quietly, "It was just a question."

"Try every channel, I'm starting to feel a little anxious." he said to the Oompa Loompa that was sitting there

The little man began scanning through the channels quickly. He stopped when he found a news channel and saw the tiny figure of Mike hopping up and down on the anchorman's desk.

The most important thing we've learned,
The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.

Never Ever Let Them
Never Ever Let Them
Ooh Ooh
Never Ever Let Them

It rots the senses in the mind!
It kills Imagination dead!
It clogs and clutters up the mind!
It makes a child so dull and blind!
So Dull So Dull !
He can no Longer understand
A fairytale and a fairyland!
A Fairyland a Fairyland!
His brain becomes as soft as cheese!
His powers of thinking rust and freeze!
He cannot think he only sees!

He only Sees
He only Sees

Regarding little Mike Teevee,
We very much regret that we
Shall simply have to wait and see
If we can get him back his height.
But if we can't it serves him right.

The Oompa Loompa anchorman had smashed Mike with his papers, before leaving his chair.

"Ew! Somebody grab him!" said Willy.

Mr. Teevee reached inside the television without hesitation, and pulled out his toy sized son.

"Oh…thank heavens, he's completely unharmed," said Willy, sounding slightly disgusted.

Natalie and Charlie looked at each other both trying not to smile in this slightly weird situation.

"Unharmed?" repeated Mr. Teevee, "What are you talking about?"

"Just put me back in the other way!" squeaked the miniature Mike in a barely-audible voice

"There is no other way," replied Willy "its television, not telephone…there's quite a difference." he said.

"And what exactly do you propose to do about it, then?" asked Mr. Teevee, trying desperately not to lose his temper.

Willy thought about it. "I don't know." He paused for a moment, "But you know, young men are extremely stringy. He'll stretch like mad-" he broke off in mid sentence as an idea occurred to him,

"I know! Let's go put him in the taffy puller!" he said happily.

Mr. Teevee couldn't believe what he just heard. "Taffy puller?!" Willy's smile dropped.

"Hey!" he snapped, "That was my idea!"

"Boy…is he gonna be skinny. Oh, yes...the taffy puller." he said before bowing down to the Oompa Loompa.

"I want you to take Mr. Teevee and his little boy up to the taffy puller….okay? Stretch him out."

The Oompa Loompa got up and signaled Mr. Teevee to follow him. Mr. Teevee looked at Willy with disgust then followed the little man out of the room. Willy took a deep breath

"On with the tour." He led the way back to the door

"So, how many children are left?" he asked, stopping in front of the door. He turned around to face the rest of the group. However to his surprise, the only two that were was Charlie and Natalie.

"Um… Mr. Wonka. Charlie's the only one left." said Natalie. Willy looked down to Charlie.

"You mean…you mean you're the only one?" he asked. Charlie smiled brightly at him.

"Yes Sir." he beamed. Willy looked around the room.

"What happened to the others?" he asked innocently. Charlie and Natalie looked at each other before smiling. The expression on Willy's face changed from Shocked to excited. A huge smile spread across his face.

"Oh my dear boy! That means you've won!" he said. He grabbed Charlie's hand and shook it.

"Oh Well done, I congratulate you I really do!" he said. "I want to tell you…both of you…that I had a feeling right from the start!" he said. The only thing that Charlie could do was just stand there and smile. Willy then turned to Natalie. He smiled and shook her hand also.

"Now we must get a move on. We can't afford to dilly or dally for that matter because we have an enormous amount of things we need to get done before the day is out." explained Willy as he turned to leave the room with Charlie and Natalie following him.

"But luckily for us we have the Great Glass Elevator to help…" he stopped when he walked right into the closed glass doors. Natalie and Charlie raced over to him to make sure that he was ok. Willy got up and gave them a very embarrassed smile.

"…help speed things along." he giggled shyly. Once the three of them were safely inside the elevator, Willy closed the doors and pushed a button that neither of the Bucket children had seen before.

"Up and Out? What kind of room is that?" wondered Charlie. But Willy just smiled.

"Hold on." he said. The elevator was rising upwards, going faster and faster.

"Oh dear, we're gonna have to pick up speed if we're ever going to break through." said Willy.

"Break through what?" asked Charlie nervously.

"I've been longing to press that button for years!" said Willy happily. "Well here we go…Up and Out!" Natalie looked at him with a genuine look of fear in her eyes.

"You don't seriously mean…" she asked.

"Yeah…I do." replied Willy.

"But… everything's made of glass…we'll shatter into a thousand pieces!" she said. But Willy just giggled. She held onto Charlie as tight as she could. Charlie grabbed her around waist and hung on for dear life as they crashed through the roof of the factory. Natalie closed her eyes as the elevator began to fall. With moments to spare, Willy pressed another button causing them to hover.

Below them they could see the other five children and their parents. Augustus Gloop was completely covered in chocolate and had begun to eat himself much to his mother's dismay. Violet Beauregarde was seen doing numerous gymnastics routines down the stairs, however she was still blue. Veruca Salt and her father wandered towards the gate covered in three weeks worth of garbage. And finally Mike Teevee was nowhere to be seen…unless you looked at him face onwards. Mike had been stretched so much that he was too tall and too thin to bee seen from different angles, Mr. Wonka was right when he said he would be skinny!

"Where do you live?" Willy asked Charlie. The boy looked around at their surroundings until he saw their house.

"In that little house on the hill." he said, pointing to his families' home. Willy pressed a button to that the elevator zoomed off towards the house. Without another word, Willy Wonka and the two Bucket children had crashed through the Bucket's roof and were now inside their living room, much to the surprise of their parents and grandparents.

"I think there's somebody at the door." said Grandma Georgina. The bucket family looked past the dust and debris that was once their roof and saw their 10 year old Son and their 24 year old daughter standing in a glass elevator with a strange looking man who could only be one person…Willy Wonka himself.

"Hi Mum!" smiled Charlie.