That night, when I was getting ready for bed, I thought I should go say goodnight to Wonka. I put my robe on, and started to his room.

I heard humming. It was him, not another oompa loompa. He was always in bed at this time, or at least in his room.

"Mr. Wonka?"

"Ah, good evening my little turtledove. How may I assist you?"

I smiled at him calling me his 'little turtledove', and at the fact that he called me his. "Well sir, I was just going to your room to tell you goodnight, and to thank you again. What are you still doing up?"

"For the same reason you are, except not for the exact same reason because I can't really tell myself goodnight. You understand, don't you?"

"Oh, yes of course sir. And… thank you for thinking about telling me goodnight."

"Well, since you are my fiancée, I will be doing a lot of that." He started walking, and I followed. He turned around, surprised. "You followed me."

"Well, it didn't seem like you were done talking. I'm sorry, I will go back to my room." I turned to walk away, but he caught me by the sash of my robe.

"I don't mind, won't you come in?" he opened the door to his room to me.

"Well, I'm really tired…" he still hadn't let go.

"Don't worry; you don't have to stay long." As he walked in, he pulled me with him. Not forcefully, just enough to make me go with him.

He shut the door behind us and then let go. "Here." More wine.

"But isn't it a little late for…"

"Not really, but if you don't want any, that's ok." He set the bottle down. This was strange. He wasn't acting normal. He seemed so… off. He would never treat me like this would he? Maybe it was different since we were engaged. I looked over to a silver tray with only 2 chocolates left. That's what was wrong, he had too much chocolate! It was his own special recipe, made especially for those who want to get lucky on Valentine's Day, or any day for that matter.

"I think you've had too much chocolate sir, no offence."

"Oh, now how could you offend me with that beautiful voice of yours? You could say anything and it would sound like the coo of a dove." Oh, how sweet! No, I couldn't fall for it! I had to snap out of it!

"What's wrong?" he came up to me. "I won't hurt you, you know that."

I ran for the door, this was too weird. When I went to open it, it wouldn't open. "Dang it!"

"It's locked. I'm the only one who can open it. You're stuck in here. Don't worry though, we're gonna have a lot of fun."