A/N: Sorry for the short(er) chapter. I need to make these longer! :/

Disclaimer: Me no own.

Dreams and Nightmares

Toffee jolted awake in her bed for the fifth night that week. Sweat was pouring down her face, and she was breathing heavily.

Once she saw that she wasn't getting slowly impaled by thorns, she wiped the sweat off her forehead.

She stretched her back, and squinted at the time on her alarm clock.

2:15

She groaned.

It was always the same nightmare, waking her up in the middle of the night.

Every single night after Toffee had run into Willy in the streets, she experienced the same terrifying nightmare, night after night.

She headed to work every day exhausted, and her performance was declining because of that stupid nightmare.

She crossed her legs, and breathed in heavily through her nose.

When that didn't work, she groaned, and pulled her quilt over her head, trying to get a few more hours of sleep.

After a few long minutes, she finally closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

However, she got a few blessed seconds of sleep before she found herself walking through the nightmarish Chocolate Room.

And for the sixth time, Charlie heard his sister scream in her sleep.

Willy was lying in his bed, curled up beneath a dozen layers of thick blankets, fast asleep.

In his dreams, he was walking through the long halls of his factory, searching for something. He didn't particularly know what he was looking for, but it was pulling him with an irresistible... need.

He walked through a dark doorway into the Inventing Room, where he found Toffee sitting on top of one of the tables.

This dream-Toffee was slightly more pale, and seemed (if possible) more beautiful.

He walked towards her, and she turned to face him.

She flipped a bit of her hair out of her face, and smiled.

She said in her sing-song, melodious voice, "Oh, Mr. Wonka, I was wondering when you were going to come!"

Willy said in a soft apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told Charlie he couldn't live with his family any more, can you forgive me?"

Toffee frowned, and a suddenly threatening air surrounded her.

She said in a lower, more ominous voice, "So, you're sorry now that I'm here? You're sorry now that everything is going downhill instead of through the roof?"

Willy said, "Toffee, please! I know that I was wrong, I know I was a jerk, please forgive me, please!"

Toffee glared at him, and said, "We both know that it's too late for that."

She flicked her wrist, and closed her eyes, and slowly started to disappear.

Willy ran forward, and yelled, "No, no, please, I'll change! Please, Toffee, come back!"

But Toffee had already dissolved into the air.

He collapsed to his knees, and yelled, "Where do I have to go? Who do I have to be? What do I have to do to deserve you?"

Doris watched Willy stumble through the hallways, barely awake.

She had noticed that he hadn't slept for weeks, and she was seriously starting to get worried.

She tapped his leg, and signed, "What is the matter? You look like you haven't slept for weeks."

Willy just yawned, and rubbed his eyes, and said, "I'm fine. I was just going to check on my new project in the Inventing Room."

But she couldn't help but notice that he walked into the wrong door, walked straight into another wall when he realized his mistake, then tripped on a small vial he had left lying around, catching the large portrait on the wall as he fell, and brought it crashing down on his head.

Doris shook her head, and helped him up.

Once he was completely stood up, and she was sure she had his full attention, she signed, "You are not okay. You need some sleep."

Willy shook his head, and said, "Every time I try to sleep, I keep having that same dream!"

Doris shook her head, and signed, "No excuse. You need sleep! Here, you invented a pill to cancel out dreams. Just take that, and lie down for a bit."

Willy sighed, and said sleepily, "Fine. I'll take the stupid pill."

He scooped up the small bottle (sitting on the only surface that Doris was sure he couldn't knock over), and swallowed one of the jelly-bean-looking pills.

Doris smiled, and signed, "Everything will be fine. Just get some sleep."

Willy yawned, and walked towards his bedroom.

The pills didn't work. Willy woke up half an hour later, and asked Doris if he could sleep in her office.

Toffee crawled out of her quilt, let out a huge yawn, and pulled on a clean sweater to head to work.

As usual, the rest of the family was still fast asleep as she ate her breakfast, and headed out towards the café.

However, she barely got ten steps out of the house's fence when she was confronted with a small track-suited form.

Violet was standing in front of Toffee, her booted feet deep in the gathering snow, then said, "Hello, you're Charlie's brother, right?"

Toffee nodded warily, and said, "What do you need from him?"

Violet shuffled her feet, and said, "Well, I was wondering if I could see him."

Toffee said, "How did you get here?"

Violet said, "Well, when Mr. Wonka kicked my mom and me out of the factory, we kind of didn't leave town. Mom settled us into our hotel, and, well, she found out something had happened to our house in Georgia, soooo... She moved us into the hotel room until we can find someplace else."

Toffee nodded, and said, "Okay, well, I'll tell Charlie you stopped by. Here, I'll give you the house number."

She pulled a small notepad out of her pocket, and wrote down her home's new landline number.

Violet smiled, and took the small note.

She said, "Thanks! I'll call when I get out of school! It just started back, you know, and since I guess I'm living here, I've got to go!"

Toffee smiled, then realized something.

She stopped Violet, and said excitedly, "Wait! Which school?"

Violet thought for a second, then said, "Franklin Memorial Intermediate School. Why?"

Toffee said excitedly, "Charlie goes to that same school!"

Violet's face lit up, and she said, "Wow! I'll see him today! Thanks Toffee! You're the best!"

She hugged Toffee around, the waist, and said, "Thank you!" again while she ran into the city towards the apartment buildings.

Toffee smiled, and thought to herself, "Charlie's in for a big surprise today."

Willy sat at his inventing desk, trying to invent something, but he kept getting dangerous acidic mixtures that ate away at the floor.

He groaned, and yelled into the empty room, "I can't invent anything! Everything I touch dies!"

He threw down his tools, and tossed the cover onto the vat he was brewing his new mixture in.

The vat burbled and protested, but Willy just yelled, "You be quiet!"

He turned to the walls, and said, "Valentine's Day is tomorrow, I have nothing to release, the company is going to collapse, all of the Oompa-Loompas are going to be unemployed, Doris will be unemployed..."

He sat down in front of his desk, and rested his head in his hands.

He moaned, "I'm doomed."

Doris watched as he laid there for a while, then dozed off into his arms.

She thought to herself, "I have to fix this. I've got to!"

She pulled on her heavy coat, hat, scarf, and mittens, then prepared herself for the endeavor into the freezing cold of the outside world.

She walked up to the door out of the factory, entered in her passcode, then braced herself as the horribly cold air hit her face.

An enormous shiver racked through her body, but she stepped out of the warm factory, and set out to find Toffee Bucket.

A/N: Sorry if this wasn't as long as you hoped. :/ Don't sue me.