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"You see," Willy told Lilly, walking into the giant candy field, "the chocolate-fall mixes up the chocolate. It's the only one in the world. No other candy factory has one. And those tubes up there—" he pointed to the giant thing floating in the air, wielding three lethal-looking vacuum tubes, "—suck up the chocolate and send it to the fudge room."

When he looked at Lilly, his goggle-things finally off, she was smiling at him, listening intently to what he was saying. He gave her a small smile and looked back, continuing his tour. He had gotten to the edge of the Chocolate River when he stopped.

"You can eat anything here."

Lilly blinked and looked around, almost startled at this concept. "What do you mean by 'anything,' exactly?"

"For instance," Willy said, bending down and plucking a single blade of grass from the ground. He handed it to Lilly, who looked a bit flustered. "Try it."

"But…it's grass."

"Eat-able grass, my friend." Willy grinned, obviously proud of himself. "I wouldn't tell you to eat a blade of grass if you couldn't eat it, now, would I?"

Lilly smirked, thinking back on their childhood days. She specifically remembered when Willy dared her one day to take a handful of grass and eat it all. "I'm not so sure about that—"

"I knew you'd bring that up," Willy said hastily, snatching the blade of grass and eating it himself. "See? No symptoms of illness or shock and paralysis. Now you try it."

Lilly let out a stifled giggle and plucked two blades of grass from the ground. She ate them both at once.

Willy looked impressed. "And she eats two…at the same time." He pointed to a patch of flowers in the distance. "Come over here, I want to show you something."

Lilly nodded, nabbing a few more blades of grass, and followed him. When they arrived at the bunch of flowers, Lilly nearly choked on the grass she was eating.

They were candy lilies.

Willy turned to beam at her, looking positively ecstatic. "I told you, I haven't forgotten you, Lilly. I remembered that the lily was your favorite flower, as is mine. That was one of the many things we had in common."

Lilly swallowed and looked gratefully at Willy. "Thank you," she murmured.

Willy nodded and plucked a candy lily out of the ground. "Here you go. It's white chocolate. The pollen-maker yellow thing is actually a lemon lollipop. The stem is green-colored licorice."

Lilly gaped in awe at the lily in her hand. "You're a genius," she said, "and they're all my favorite type of candy…."

Once again Willy nodded, motioning for Lilly to follow him. "Now you've got that song stuck in my head, the one I made for you."

They both recited it at the same time.

Willy laughed, making sure they both walked very slowly. "Are you famous, by the way?"

Lilly winced, taking a bite of the white chocolate off the lily. "Not…exactly. I'm a post person. I…deliver mail and packages every other day." She swallowed. "I'm considered famous to those who receive urgent packages on time because of me, though!" She shrugged sheepishly. "I guess our roles were reversed."

Willy suddenly stopped walking. "Hold on a second," he said, and Lilly stopped walking, too. She looked at him questioningly, holding the lily in her hand like a bride to a bouquet of flowers. "I want to make sure of something."

Somehow Lilly knew what he wanted to make sure of; she nodded her consent for him to check.

Willy slowly walked to stand behind Lilly, and she used one hand to gather her hair to her left side. Willy carefully lowered the sleeve off of her right shoulder and let out a small gasp.

"It's still there after all these years?"

Lilly nodded. "That was a pretty nasty scrape."

Willy ran his fingers over the scar once, obviously thrown into another flashback. "There are things to get rid of scars, you know."

Lilly—who had closed her eyes at the contact—shook her head vaguely. "I didn't want to get rid of it…it was one of the only things left that I had to remind me of you."

She couldn't see him, but Willy smiled at this comment. "There were more?"

Lilly was really blushing this time. "Well…I kept a few of the wrappers off of your candy…just two. One off the chocolate bar…and one off of the gum."

Willy placed his hands on her shoulders. "I kept lilies to remind myself of you." He abruptly took his hands off her shoulders and started walking towards a large, purple, seahorse-shaped Viking-style boat. "If you come with me this way, we'll journey to the Invention Room…."

Lilly watched after him for a minute, then lifted the sleeve back onto her shoulder and followed him, smiling to herself. She hadn't been forgotten after all.