Chapter 2

Our Tour and the Lovely Mistress…

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"Mr. Wonka! Mr. Wonka, I brought visitors!" Charlie yelled, racing down the halls with the other students and Mandrisa at his heels. They entered a small room with deep colored purple couches and a Lazy Susan holding tea and sandwiches in the middle.

"Wait there one moment, Charlie!" Mr. Wonka could be heard yelling from down another hall. "Tell your friends they can help themselves to tea and sandwiches!" he added. Mandrisa noticed a photo hanging on the wall in a gold frame, and went to look at it. It was Charlie, a much younger Charlie, standing next to a funny-looking man with straight brown hair and a purple jacket on with a tophat.

"Charlie, who is that?" she asked him. "Oh, that's Mr. Wonka, Miss Salaman." He said absently, eating another sandwich. Suddenly, a loud crash was heard, followed by Mr. Wonka's outraged cry. "YOU ASS! GET OUT! OUT OUT OUT! GO WORK FOR SLUDGEWORTH, YOU INSUFFERABLE FOOL!"

Everyone all looked at each other worriedly wondering who Mr. Wonka was talking to. "Who is he talking to ?" , Analise asked her mother. Mandrisa shook her head and said, "I have no idea, darling." The door burst open, causing everyone to jump and look towards it.

There stood Mr. Wonka, smiling happily. "Who were you yelling at, Mr. Wonka? An Oompa Loompa?" Charlie asked. "Oh no, my dear boy. That darn machine broke down again, the one that prints the Lickable Wallpaper. But I'll have it up and running in no time, no need to worry."

He then noticed all of the eyes peering at him, and he asked "Who are your friends, Charlie?" Charlie pointed to each child in turn and said "Ben, Marie, Lauren, Christopher, Alex, Nell, Rose, Maxwell, Analise, and her mother, Mandrisa." Mr. Wonka nodded and smiled politely at each child, but was surprised by the beautiful woman standing in his foyer. He stepped forward, and she stuck out her hand. He kissed it, his eyes never leaving hers, and said "Enchanted, Madame…?"

"Mistress Salaman Mr. Wonka", as she looked at him puzzled beyond sort. He was a strange looking man. Not to be rude of course but he was a funny looking character with the way he spoke and the way he dressed. But she guessed that is what added to the charm.

She corrected. "Salaman, eh? Yes, I knew your father. Very shrewd business man, if I do say so myself." She nodded, "Shrewdness is the only way to survive these days, is it not, Mr. Wonka?" He nodded grinning in her direction, "Yes. Yes it is".

They starred into each other's eyes for a moment before Analise coughed, breaking the silence. He looked away and clapped his hands. "I suppose you lot want a tour, yes?" he asked. The students cheered and Mandrisa smiled.

The truth was, Analise had always wanted to come inside since she was a little girl, and Mandrisa just never knew how to get Analise inside until now. "Let's get started then, shall we?" he offered Mandrisa his arm, which she accepted with a smile, and led them through the double doors into a long hall.

Three hours later they had finished touring the factory and it was growing late. Mr. Wonka stood at the door and bid the children good-bye. Mandrisa and Analise where the last ones out of the door. "Mistress Salaman?" he asked.

"Please, call me Mandrisa." She interrupted. He smiled and said "Mandrisa then would you be interested in coming back tomorrow night, for dinner?" She smiled kindly in his direction.

"I'm not interested in any sort of relationship right now, Mr. Wonka. But thank you for your invitation." As she left the factory she had not noticed the said look of disappointment on Willy's face at being rejected. He could feel the loneliness once again creeping up upon him.

Mandrisa left with Analise holding on to her arm, talking a mile-a-minute. "Why didn't you accept?" she suddenly asked, for she had been on a rant about how funny Oompa Loompas looked. "Accept what, darling?" Mandrisa asked distractedly just wanting to get past the gates and forget about the strange Mr. Wonka.

"Mr. Wonka's invitation for dinner?" She pressed. Mandrisa rolled her eyes and said "I don want to think about it…he was too odd for me. The way he looked. The way he acted. The way he talks. It's all too confusing and all too strange. He may be popular and may hold the heart of children in his hands but he's a little bit of a cracker if you ask me."

"He's just too odd for me. He is very nice and I can see it in his eyes that he's love's children and he loves chocolate but there's something about him that is just odd", she said trying to finish the conversation.

"He didn't seem too odd when you where hanging on to his arm," Analise tempted her mother saying this too her. Mandrisa plinked her on her ear all the while blushing, "Oh yeah? What about you hanging all over Charlie?"

"Mom! I asked you first! And I don't have to answer you if you can't catch me!" she teased, taking off running. Mandrisa started laughing, then began to chase after her daughter.

A/n: I know, it's kinda short…but at least we updated! Please review! !! PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!! U GUYS ROCK!! LOVE FOR EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!