And now its time for my favourite character, Mike! Was it just me, or was he the most different compared to the others from the book? It wasn't really TV he was obsessed with, more technology. And insanely smart. I still have no idea what what he says when he explains how he found the ticket.

Anyway, enjoy!


Square Eyes That Don't Look Round

Clearly not expecting a double hit in such a quick time, the news crew scrambled to get the scoop. The camera quickly switched to show a crowd of cameramen, all pushing against each other, blockaded by some kind of wall. As the camera got closer, the 'wall' turned out to be a large TV, a boy mashing buttons on a control not that far in front of it, oblivious to the cameras. From the sounds generated by the television, his game required a lot of killing people.

"Oh goodie!" Wonka grinned. "Another boy."

Through the chaos of reporters, he managed to make out a name being repeated.

'Mike Teavee? How perfect for him.'

He clearly liked the television set as much as Violet liked her gum. Still, that didn't mean-

Wonka's smile faded as Mike explained how he found the ticket, without taking his eyes off the screen. It was complete gobbledegook to him when he wanted it to be. And no fun at all.

'And this is a child?' he said to himself. 'Only in body.'

How was he supposed to teach a child in how to make chocolate through imagination if said child hand none? All the good parts of his brain were mush!

Still, he had been smart enough to find aticket, and by only buying one bar too! That was impressive,and hereally did have togive Mike a chance. All the others were going to get a fair…

And then Mike said six important words.

"I don't know. I hate chocolate."

Every Oompa Loompa in the factory heard Wonka's reaction.

"YOU WHAT?"


The sound echoed through the halls, bringing the Oompa Loompas back from their break, so see their boss storming around the room, glaring at the screen through his dark goggles.

"Cross him off!" he yelled. "No chance, no way, do not pass go, strike his name from all records!"

Grabbing the remote, Wonka turned off the TV, before slumping down in the seat in a huff.

"One child already perfectly ruined" he muttered. "Great."

Why did he even want to come to a chocolate factory? He'd bet his best hat that the little runt was being paid by one of his competitors. Only explanation. Oh but he was smarter than that. He'd teach Mike a few things before the tour was up, that was for sure. Perhaps he'd even get some of those mushy parts of his brain back into working form at the end of the day too.

He stood up to stare at the impeccably white room, and laughed in anticipation.

"Just one more to go!"


To be continued...