"Welcome back, Miss Wonka."

I went back into my room and put my outfit back on that I had taken off earlier.

He came in, and said, "Wow, I can't believe that I made this leave. You are a perfect Miss Wonka, I should have seen that."

"Thank you, I'm flattered."

"Come along, I have something to show you."

He took me through a series of halls that I hadn't seen before. We went into a room that seemed like a conference room.

"Now, I need to discuss some things with you." He pulled out a document.

"What is that?"

"It's a special document that entitles you to half of everything in this factory. Now, read this paragraph, and respond to it."

I read it, but I didn't understand all of the business terms it had in it. "I'm sorry sir, I don't understand it."

"Neither do I!" I threw it across the room, and pulled out a pale purple paper with one paragraph on it. "Here, read this."

It read,

'This document entitles you to half of everything in the factory. Consider yourself lucky, Willy Wonka is usually not so generous. If you want half of everything that he has, then read on. If you don't, rip this in half and discard it. This means that you will own half of the oompa loompas. No, just kidding. It means that you can boss them around too, just like Willy Wonka does. If you accept this offer, sign here. '

"Do you have a pen?"

He smiled at me, and pulled a pen out of his hat. "Here you go, sign your real name."

"Thank you, sir." I signed the paper.

From that day forward, I ran half of everything, and made friends with all of the oompa loompas. Mr. Wonka and I became very close friends, and he never looked at me with that weird look again. The only thing he really did that displayed his care for me was that every Monday morning, I woke up to a box of chocolates and a red rose in a blown glass vase. My plaque was hung up in the hallway outside my bedroom, with Mr. Wonka's signature now deeply engraved in the metal plate.

My arm made a full recovery, after some painful weeks of physical therapy. During that time, I was treated with special care, by Mr. Wonka.

I was taught how to make chocolate and other candies by Chocol, who became a really good friend of mine. Every once in a while, he would make me a surprise treat he had just thought up. Basically, I was his guinea pig.

And everyone lived happily ever after. (Sorry, stupid ending let me try again.)

And I became the most known girl in the entire city, even the state.