Chapter 10: The Seventh Winner and the Miracle
While Alexis was getting ready for school, it was announced that the seventh Golden Ticket had been found.
"Now there's only one Golden Ticket left!" exclaimed Grandpa Joe.
Charlie smiled at him.
"It's probably going to be found by another brat," murmured Mr. Wonka.
"I doubt it," smiled Charlie.
"The seventh Golden Ticket," said the reporter on the scene, "has been found in Ontario, Canada, by a nine-year old girl named Madison Pottle!"
Madison Pottle was a medium-sized girl. She had a white dress on, as well as a white bow tied on her blonde-brown hair. She had thin legs, as well as medium thick arms. She was wearing white high-heeled shoes on her feet. She was beaming with pleasure at the cameramen and reporters surrounding her and asking her questions.
"Hey, Madison!" said one reporter happily.
"Why, how are you, sweetie?" beamed Madison Pottle, waving her Golden Ticket around in the air wildly. "You had better consider yourself lucky that you have the opportunity to come face to face with the prettiest, most perfect girl in the world!"
Madison Pottle turned to face her mother. "Is my hair nice and straight? Are there any wrinkles in my dress? Is my lipstick nice and bright?"
"Calm down, my dear!" replied her mother. "Calm down! You don't have to worry! You look just fine!"
"Er-hem," said one reporter, "I'm so sorry to interrupt, but can you tell us about yourself?"
Madison's mother replied, "My daughter is so sweet, but she's always worried about the smallest little things! If I were to move anything around in this house, and she found out, she would literally take a tape measure to put it back in its right place!"
"That's because I want everything to be absolutely perfect! I can't stand people who aren't perfect! They gross me out!"
"How did you find your Golden Ticket?" another reporter asked.
"Well, you see, gentlemen of the press," Madison Pottle began, "I was searching through the Internet and looking at all those fashion websites and beauty articles, and I found one article that said I was 0.000000000000000000000000000000001 ounces underweight, and I just couldn't bear that fact one bit! I must be the perfect weight! And so, you lucky gentlemen, I decided to buy a Wonka Bar to fix that problem. After all, everyone knows chocolate and junk food makes people fat. I mean, look at Augustus Gloop and what eating so much chocolate got him into! Coincidentally, that same Wonka Bar that I bought also had a Golden Ticket inside it!"
"How does it feel to be one of eight people to be able to go inside Mr. Wonka's factory for the first time in forty-five years?" asked a third reporter.
"Four out of five kids back then-Augustus Gloop, as I mentioned before, Violet Beauregarde, Veruca Salt, and Mike Teavee all had major flaws that affected them during their tour back then. However, I'm different. Isn't that right, Daddy?"
"You're one-hundred percent correct, my pumpkin," responded Mr. Pottle, smiling at his famous daughter.
"Ugh, don't call me that in front of the press!" Madison Pottle said, trying to hide a smile. "You're embarrassing me! I'm being broadcast all over the world, on every existing television, and I will be appearing in every major newspaper in the universe! Please don't soften my image!"
"Whatever you say, my pet," responded Mr. Pottle.
"Anyways," continued Madison Pottle, "as I was saying, each of these four kids had a flaw that affected them during their tour years ago. However, with me being absolutely perfect, I have a one-hundred percent chance of being victorious out of whatever these other seven kids will be!"
"Quite right, darling," beamed Mrs. Pottle, putting her hands on her daughter's shoulders.
"Mom!" exclaimed Madison Pottle, looking at her mother in disapproval.
"Well," said Grandpa Joe, "she is a truly interesting child!"
"Indeed," replied Mr. Wonka.
A few hours later, Alexis was at school. It was lunchtime, and after the unfair talk with Mr. Davis, followed by all of the schoolwork she had to do, she was completely exhausted. Suddenly, after she was done eating her school lunch, she remembered the Wonka Bar that Charlie Bucket had given her on the way home from school the day before.
'"You must promise me that you won't open it until lunchtime tomorrow,"' she remembered him saying.
She gripped the Wonka Bar right between her two hands. "WONKA'S WHIPPLE SCRUMPTIOUS FUDGEMALLOW DELIGHT", it said on the wrapper.
"How interesting!" Alexis thought to herself. "This is the exact kind of chocolate bar that Charlie Bucket won his Golden Ticket from forty-five years ago!"
She carefully peeled off the wrapper, then the inner layer of tin foil…then, she saw another flash of gold…
Her heart stood still.
"You've found a Golden Ticket!" an excited child exclaimed. "Look, everyone! Alexis found the last Golden Ticket!"
Just like last time, everyone dropped everything that they were doing and stared at Alexis. It was a magic moment. Suddenly, Alexis felt someone breathing down the back of her neck. This person was none other than...Phineas Troutbeck.
"Two Golden Tickets are better than one, I always say!" Phineas smirked. He tried to reach for Alexis' Ticket.
Alexis was too fast for him this time. She darted away from her table and out of the cafeteria in a matter of seconds. Phineas started to run after her as well. "Hey!" yelled Phineas to Alexis as she continued running faster and faster. "Give me that Golden Ticket! It's mine!"
He chased her down the hallways. He chased her out of the school. He even chased her outside of the school!
Suddenly, at one point, Alexis tried to run, but she realized that she couldn't.
She was cornered.
"Well, well, well!" said Phineas Troutbeck evilly. "Look who we have here! Oh, Alexis! How the tables have turned! Now, it looks like you'll have no other choice but to hand over your Golden Ticket to me!"
"B-but, why do you want another Golden Ticket?" stammered Alexis. "Y-you already have one!"
"Heh," Phineas responded. "You're right about that part! The reason that I want your Golden Ticket is because you don't deserve to go to Mr. Wonka's factory! Mr. Wonka won't like a nice, polite girl like you! He'll like a brave, daring boy like me!"
Phineas' left hand came closer and closer to Alexis', ready to steal her precious Golden Ticket away from her once again.
"That's enough!" said a voice coming from behind them. The voice sounded very much like Charlie Bucket's. In fact, it was Charlie Bucket!
"Charlie!" gasped Alexis happily.
"Don't you dare try to fool me with that gag!" Phineas yelled.
"What gag?" asked Alexis.
"The "Say-There's-Someone-Behind You-So That When-I-Look-Away-You-Run-Away-From-Me" gag, that's what!" exclaimed Phineas.
Suddenly, right when Phineas was going to steal the Golden Ticket from Alexis' hand, Charlie grabbed Phineas' arms tightly and refused to let go.
"P-please!" begged Phineas. "Let me go! She stole my Golden Ticket from me and I was just trying to get it back!"
"You mean, you stole her Golden Ticket," responded Charlie Bucket sternly. "Now, I won't let you go until you say sorry to Alexis right now," he commanded.
"I-I'm sorry, Alexis!" whimpered Phineas. Charlie let him go, and he ran away, crying. Taking his hand in hers, Charlie said, "Let's get you home, all right? I think that you have had enough school for one day, don't you think?"
"Definitely!" responded Alexis happily, looking up at Charlie, who was smiling down at her.
"She's such a wonderful child!" Charlie thought to himself as Alexis told him where her home was. "She would make the best heir ever!"
Author's note: Thank you for reading this chapter! It seems that all the Golden Tickets have been found, which means that the factory tour will be coming up! As a matter of fact, the factory tour will start in the next chapter. Unfortunately, I will probably not be able to publish another chapter tomorrow due to personal stuff going on. If I do not publish a chapter tomorrow, then I will definitely publish a chapter on Monday! I thank you all for reading my fanfic, and viewing it, and reviewing it! Stay tuned for the next chapter everyone, and I hope that you all have a great night (or day, depending on where you live) Fun fact: September 13 was Roald Dahl Day, a day commemorating Roald Dahl's birthday! He would have been 102 this year! O_O
Until then,
Gabe S. :)