Five Children.

When he received the news and headed straight to his private apartment in the factory and switched on the television after receiving the announcement on the radio, Willy was surprised; almost immediately following the announcement of the Golden Tickets and the upcoming tour through his factory, the first Ticket had been found in Germany.

Germany.

It had been a long time since he had visited the country. Like many other countries, Germany had perfected the art of chocolate making, and it was one of the reasons why he had visited in the first place. Willy remembered his time travelling the world fondly, meeting and sometimes working for dozens of different chocolatiers and gathering the skills he needed to really become the chocolatier he was today. But he had also been fascinated by the German's gift with brewing beers. He had even adopted some of the techniques for manufacturing different kinds of liquors and chocolates, and he had even adapted them for the manufacture of sweet rums and buttergins.

But he was surprised with the announcement of the Ticket been found. He had assumed it would take slightly longer. He had timed the announcement for the upcoming tour and the Tickets hidden away in the Wonka bars to let the batch be circulated around the world 24 hours before the bars would be sent out to different shops and supermarkets.

But he hadn't expected one of them to be found almost instantly afterwards, but he took the news with joy. The discovery of the Golden Ticket would give the competition the treasure hunter spirit the search it deserved, and it would up the ante. It would also give the announcement more credibility in case naysayers and those who spread negative waves the same way fast-food chains used unhealthy chemicals for their food to make a quick buck said the Tickets did not exist. Willy had never been worried about that. He had never cared what other people thought of him, but he did want this tour and the competition was taken as seriously as it deserved.

Willy sat down eagerly and turned on his television - he didn't really like the television since it seemed dull to the mind, but there were ideas in some of the dramas and films which interested him, but all of it was dull, tedious and annoying. Sometimes he felt as if his mind was dying just because something was irredeemably horrible. His eagerness to see the face of the first child to find a Ticket likewise died a little when he caught sight of the boy on the screen, a boy with a head shaped like a ball of dough with chocolate smeared around his mouth.

Willy leaned back in his chair and silently watched and listened as the boy - Augustus Gloop and his mother told the reporters interviewing them about how he had found the ticket. But truthfully you didn't need to be Sherlock Holmes or Miss Marple to deduce how the boy had found the ticket; he likely bought a dozen chocolate bars a day, and he scoffed the lot. Willy had never really given much thought to the way some people became morbidly obese because they consumed the chocolate and sweets he manufactured, he hated thinking about it. He made the chocolates and the sweets because it was his art, the thing he loved doing ever since the day he first ate chocolate, and he had discovered he had a way of making chocolate no one else could.

But the image of the morbidly obese Augustus Gloop on the television screen, eating the chocolate with his mouth opening widely like a toad munching on a fly - the sight was bad enough for Willy, but seeing the way the chocolate dropped from the roof of his mouth…or when the chocolate dribbled out of his mouth…. It was so repulsive and Willy asked himself how anyone could raise a child to be so obnoxious without doing anything about it. Ironically he thought of his own parents, and they had tried to raise him in a strict home without realising he didn't want to be a part of their world until it was far too late. This was the kind of sight that made Willy more than happy to say he'd gotten out and pursued his dreams.

This boy was clearly someone who had no other dream than to be pork his way through life.

But at the same time Willy had to admit to himself that he might very well be overthinking his impression of Augustus Gloop, he would give the boy a chance when he arrived at the factory.