"Get well present?"
"Yes, the oompa loompas made it for you once they heard what happened."
"But that was just last night."
"Oompa loompas are known for their efficiency with work and creativity. They work very fast."
"I guess so."
I ran my hand over the embroidered MW. "What does this stand for?"
"I'm not really sure. You'll have to ask one of the oompa loompas, they're the ones who made it."
"Where will I find one?" he gave me a look that made me feel like I had asked a really stupid question. He snapped his fingers and instantly one of the little blue-haired men came flying in and stood before us.
"I'll be right back, wait here and find out what that means."
"Yes, sir."
I looked down at the little man who was watching Mr. Wonka walk away. I pointed to the MW. "What does this stand for?" I asked, rather anxious.
"Well, it means…"
"Miss Wonka!!" another voice chimed in. it was Mr. Wonka this time. "Sorry, I couldn't take it anymore."
"Whoa, wait a minute here. I can't accept this title." I tried to unbutton it, but I couldn't. The buttons seemed to be done so tightly, they would not come undone.
"You won't get it off. The title is yours. I have waited a long time for this, you know. Congratulations, you have been crowned Miss Wonka."
I didn't know what to say or do. Should I accept it, or try to tell him off? I liked having a title, though. I actually was somebody. I wasn't going to let that pass me by.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Wonka." I was overflowing with happiness. I went over to him and planned on giving him a hug, but then caught myself. "Wait, I thought I was only staying until my arm was better."
"Oh, no. you will be staying much longer." He directed me through a door. "Because of your extended stay, you need a place to sleep. Miss Wonka, welcome to your new room."