Ahhhh NerdyForWonkaNerds, you're awesome. Here's the update you wanted!
By the way, this chapter ends funny. But there's a good reason, trust me. (And if anyone else is reading this, let me know. Just say hi or something.)
"So, how long have you two been married, Mr. Wonka?" Violet asked, still chomping away mercilessly at her gum.
The question startled Willy so badly that he almost went head-first into the Chocolate River. "Erm…we're…." He sighed through his nose and directed everyone to the glass elevator, which was conveniently large enough to fit everyone.
"A little too convenient," Willy murmured in the slightly cramped elevator, turning towards the button marked Hospital. "I could've sworn this elevator was much smaller last time I was in it…." He pressed the button and they immediately zoomed to the hospital. When Willy stepped out of the elevator, however, he stopped, frozen on the spot.
Curtis Redwood was standing in front of him, pointing a very flowered gun in his face.
Willy heard everyone gasp behind him, and he held his arms out to stop anybody from moving. "Okay, Curtis,"he said quietly, swallowing. "Is that a fake gun?"
"I don't know, but I really want to find out."
"Get away from him!" Charlie snapped. "He did nothing to you!"
Willy closed his eyes. "Charlie…please…shut up."
Charlie closed his mouth, but he was still scowling.
Willy quickly stepped into the glass elevator and slammed the door shut, just as Curtis pulled the trigger.
A cork was shot out of it and it hit the glass with an amusing smacking sound.
Suddenly, dozens of Oompa-Loompas came out of nowhere and seized Curtis the legs. They literally dragged him out of the room.
Uh-oh.