Chapter Four

Cameron groaned as the alarm went off. She had found it in the draw and realizing it still worked made use of it. She hit the snooze button and stretched slowly waking up. She looked around her and her eyes widened for a moment until she remembered where she was. She fell back on the pillows to stare at the ceiling.

"Cameron wake up! Wake up!"

Cameron jumped when she heard Charlie's voice. He ran into the room and jumped on her bed. Mr. Wonka stood at the door.

"Charlie, five more minutes!" She yawned.

"You are helping us today." Charlie continued to jump on the bed. He loved to wake Cameron up in the morning. Plus, he never got to jump on his own bed.

"Helping with what?" She sat up.Charlie laughed. "Come here squirt!" Cameron laughed as she pulled Charlie down and started tickling him. "I'll get you for this." She smiled as Charlie laughed.

"Morning Cameron!" Willy greeted her from the door.

"Mornin'" She replied looking up at him.

"Come on! Get dressed!" Charlie climbed off the bed dragging Cameron with him. She wore tight stretchy blue tank top and baggy pj pants with clouds on them. Charlie let go of Cameron's hand. "Hurry! We'll wait outside!" Cameron nodded as she yawned waving him off. She quickly dressed in a white tank top and red sweat pants. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and adorned her tennis shoes. She walked back out into the hallway where Charlie and Willy were waiting for her.

"What are we ganna do?" Cameron asked.

"Brainstorm." Charlie said. They walked into the elevator.

"It's defiantly too early." Cameron yawned again.

"You sleep too much." Charlie said.

Cameron raised her eyebrows at him. "Charlie, I'm a writer. I'm suppose to sleep more then eight hours. I'm like a cat." Cameron laughed.

Cameron jerked to the side knocking into the side of the elevator as it came to a stop. They were once again in the invention room. "I hate that thing." She whispered softly to herself. Charlie grabbed her hand and they followed Mr. Wonka. "Wait!" Cameron stopped. They all stopped to look at her. "I just remembered I haven't had breakfast yet." She smiled crossing her arms over her chest looking smug. "Breakfast before business. Have you both eaten?" She asked.

Mr. Wonka and Charlie looked at each other. "Yes!" they both said in unison.

"I'll have some brought up for you, no worries." Cameron nodded at Mr. Wonka.

"Very well, then."

They continued on their way until they reached a small room that branched off from the invention room. They sat down at a small table and a folder of paper work was placed in front of Mr. Wonka. Soon after a tray of food was put in front of Cameron. She thanked the oompa-loompa who nodded and walked away. Cameron smiled. There was bacon, eggs, and toast just enough for a good breakfast.

"This looks great!" She ate a fork full of eggs before taking a sip of orange juice.

She mostly watched Mr. Wonka and Charlie work. They were a great team. Charlie seemed to be having a lot of fun. They discussed tons of new ideas for candy and Cameron didn't shy away from saying what she thought when Mr. Wonka or Charlie would sometimes ask her, but mostly she just watched. Mr. Wonka looked as if he loved what he did. He seemed to have just as much fun as Charlie did. They had some great ideas and Charlie was always included in what was happening. It was fun to watch them work, but then she remembered her forgotten notebook and immediately regretted throwing it into the draw on her night stand. She usually never went anywhere without it. Time always goes fast when your having fun and before she knew it, it was time for a break.

"Charlie, I almost forgot. I have a surprise for you." Cameron replied excitedly as she got up from her seat. Charlie jumped up from his chair excited; Cameron always gave the best gifts. "It's up in my room."

"What is it?" Charlie grabbed her hand as she lead them back to the elevator.

"I can't tell you it's a surprise!" She laughed.

"Are you coming Mr. Wonka?" Charlie stopped to look back at him.

Willy looked down at some of his paper work frowning. "Sure, why not?" He threw the papers back down on the table. He always hated having to go through them.

Once they were in Cameron's room she ran over to the last drawer in her chest-of-drawers and opened it. She shifted through the contents before bringing out a rather large package wrapped in shiny silver paper. Cameron turned to her cousin with a huge smile on her face. Charlie had taken a seat on her bed and crossed his legs underneath him. Mr. Wonka stood by the door feeling weird about about into her room.

"Come on Mr. Wonka!" Cameron encouraged him to come closer. He stepped closer to stand beside them. "Go ahead! Open it!" Cameron said excited. Cameron took a seat next to Charlie tucking one leg underneath her.

Charlie quickly ripped the packaging off to find a large rectangular, white box. He cut the tape, opening the box to reveal a brown airforce pilot jacket. The inside was made of soft beige fleece and a patch adorned the front with a flightier plain on it. The same patch but much bigger was on the back. Charlie smile widely but said nothing. "Do you like it?" Cameron asked.

Charlie looked up at her. "Yes!" He hugged her gratefully. Cameron returned the hug happily.

"Go ahead and try it on!" Cameron urged Charlie. Mr. Wonka sat next to Cameron his cane in front of him so he could see Charlie.

The smile remained on Charlie's face as he tried it on. "It's perfect."

"Give us a pose!" Cameron laughed when Charlie crossed his arms over his chest, a thoughtful look coming to his face as he leaned to one side.

Mr. Wonka smiled as he looked over at Cameron laughing. Her laugh was one of the most beautiful sounds he had ever heard. Her smile was bright enough to lighten any room. She looked so happy. 'What am I thinking?' He thought to himself frowning. He quickly looked away from her and back at Charlie. "That's a wonderful gift!"

Charlie gave Cameron another big hug."I'm ganna go show mum and dad!" He said running from the room.

"Alright." Cameron laughed as she watched in run out into the hallway. "Kids?" She laughed

Mr. Wonka looked over at her and they locked eyes. He noticed how green they were; green like emeralds. Cameron also noticed his eyes. She almost became lost in there violet depths.

"You don't like children?" He asked surprised. Charlie and her seemed to get along great. It looked as if they had a lot of fun together.

"Oh no! I love 'em. I just don't wanna have any." Cameron replied.

"Oh!" Mr. Wonka said quietly.

"You look disappointed." Cameron stated. Mr. Wonka didn't reply or look her way. "Do you like kids, Mr. Wonka?" She asked interested. She was finally getting to know him a little better and urged him on.

"I love chocolate and candy, don't I? Why wouldn't I like kids?" He looked at her a smirk on his rosy lips.

"Well a friend of mine loves chocolate, but she hates kids." Cameron shrugged and laughed. "It's quite odd isn't it?" She sighed. "So you wanna have kids?" Cameron asked boldly.

Willy was surprised by the question; it was very bold. He thought about it for a moment not really sure if he wanted to say yes or no. "I don't know." He quickly got to his feet. It felt weird talking about this.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable." Cameron apologized, although she didn't think the question was all that odd to ask someone. She rose to stand beside him.

"It's fine!" He walked towards the door to leave, Cameron following. Cameron stopped and watched him walk away for a moment.

"Mr. Wonka!" She called form her doorway. He turned to face her. "If you do decide to have children, I hope you find the right women." She gave him a small smile before closing her door. She had her own work to get back to and she had just found her inspiration.

Willy stood there for a moment looking at the closed door, a small smile came to his lips. He would like to believe he had already found her. He turned away walking towards the elevator. Each time he saw Cameron or talked to her she seemed to get more stuck in his mind then ever. There were times when she would never leave his mind. Every time he would try to push the thoughts away they would always end up coming back. He mentally smacked himself trying to make any since of his thoughts. He made his way back to the invention room he still had much work to get done himself.