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Disclaimer: I do not own Charlie, Wonka or most of the factory. They are property of Tim Burton and Ronald Dahl. I own pretty much everything else.

Regular P.O.V.

Laura woke up and looked around. It was still quite dark out. She checked her bedside clock, it's blue lights saying 1:33 AM. She tried to get back to sleep, but thoughts of Mr. Wonka kept invading her mind. Before she knew what she was doing, she'd gone to the door and opened it. She espied a sleeping Willy Wonka. She couldn't help herself. She quietly walked over to his bed, slightly lifted up the blankets and crawled in. She snuggled against his body, taking in his sweet scent. But this caused him to awaken. She felt him jump.

He whispered, "What are you doing here?"

"I can't sleep," She sweetly replied.

She then re-snuggled into him, really feeling his warmth. He kissed the top of her head and put one arm around her, the other stroking her head. She then succumbed to sleep.

She awoke the next morning to sunlight on her eyes. She opened them to see a still sleeping Willy Wonka. She checked his bedside clock. 8:30 AM. She noticed a dot in the lower left corner and concluded that he had an alarm set. She checked what time. 9:00 AM. She carefully got out of his bed, careful not to wake him. She then went through the door and into her room. She continued walking and went to her bathroom. She took a shower and got dressed. She put on her make-up and then she checked her clock. 9:23 AM. She then heard a knock at her door. She went to it and it was Charlie who informed her that she needs to strip down to everything but her unmentionables (when he said that he blushed), put on a robe and meet him in the eatable room.

"I had to beg Mr. Wonka to let me do this," he said.

"Do what?"

"You'll see."

So she did as she was told and when she got to the room she looked around. She spotted Charlie and some oopma loompas at the chocolate riverbank. When she got closer she noticed... diving suits.

"We are going to put those on and swim in the chocolate. Down there somewhere the oopma loompas have put a golden statue. First one to find it wins."

"Wins what?"

"Hmmm. Well nothing I guess, I've just always wanted to do this."

She laughed, "Ok."

So they turned away from each other and put on the wet suits, with the oompa loompas helping the best they could. Then they went to the bank as Charlie yelled, "GO!" They jumped into the chocolate. This was a feeling like non-other. It was warm and thick. Laura dove under. Unlike water, she stayed under easier though she couldn't see a thing. After about five minutes of searching and nothing, she just decided to gently glide through the gunk. It was very relaxing. She got lots in her thoughts, yet again of Mr. Wonka. Did she dream what had happened? Did he like her perhaps? The flood of never ending thoughts was interrupted when she felt something hard hit her head. She straightened herself and reached out and wrapped her hand around the object as she felt someone else grab her hand. She then went up to the surface and soon Charlie came as well. He ripped off his mask.

"I almost had it!" He pouted.

"Haha."

They looked to the bank. There was Mr. Wonka, and an oopma loompa motioning Charlie over. The small man whispered something to him and he ran off promising it wouldn't be long. She swam to the bank.

"I congratulate you," greeted Wonka.

"Well thank you, Mr. Wonka."

Then silence. He looked around and then spoke again.

"I guess I'll have to leave so you can get out of that and get your robe back on."

"Oh not at all," She replied as she lifter herself out of the chocolate and peeled the suit off. His eyes got big and he looked over her body. She had a beautiful, curvy, pale body. She then put her robe back on.

"Good day, Mr. Wonka."

She then made her way back to her room. She realized that she hadn't checked her cell phone in a while. She checked it. One new text message. She read it.

"hey its sum1 u no... if u want 2 no who u need 2 go 2 sokol 4 a secret concert 2nite 8. hope 2 c u there."

That was an odd message. She glanced at the clock. 11:12 AM. She really wanted to know who called. She called her friends and told them to meet her at school. She planned to take the elevator there and drive the rest of the way with her friends. She left her room and walked twards the Bucket's house, but as she did she encountered Wonka. He was talking to himself until he noticed her. He made a nervous giggle.

She spoke, "Mr. Wonka, I am leaving here to go to a concert around five."

"All right... I'll find Charlie and tell him. Then I must get back to my chocolate."

Then he wondered off. Laura made her way to the eatable room and when she got there she saw a pick-nick table set up.

Mrs. Bucket greeted her, "Hello dear! I was about to go get you! It's time for lunch."

And what a great lunch it was. But neither Charlie nor Wonka were there...

Other POV

Willy paced around the inventions room. The oompa loompas looked at him.

"I know, I know... I need to go talk to her."

So he walked out and headed for Laura's room. Thoughts began to run through his head.

"What if I imagined her coming to my room? What if that scene with the chocolate dive was just a coincidence? What if she was actually a spy? I really, really like her. I just don't know what to do. Well, maybe-"

He had been looking down. He looked ahead and there she was. His voice caught in his throat. All he could let out was a nervous giggle.

"Mr. Wonka, I am leaving here to go to a concert around five."

Finally he found his voice, "All right... I'll find Charlie and tell him. "

Then he quickly walked off leaving her there. He walked around and asked an oompa loompa where Charlie was. He was just outside the TV room. So Wonka walked through the hallways and got into one of his beloved elevators. Finally it stopped and there was Charlie. He stepped out and stood in front of him.

"Um, Laura has to go into town tonight... She's leaving around five..."

"You've seemed different lately Wonka. Does it have to do with Laura?"

"Yes."

"You like her don't you? I can tell by the way you look at her."

"You're right, Charlie. And I just don't know what to do. I don't know if she even likes me back. How do you feel about this?"

"It's kind of creepy that you like her. I mean you are so much older than her, even though you don't age. But she's preached to me about her philosophys on love and age and age should have nothing to do with it. It if helps, I think she looks at you the same way, with the same emotion in her eyes."

"You really think?"

For a second Charlie had an odd look cross his face. A look of jealousy,"Yes."

Silence. Wonka was thinking and Charlie had run out of things to say. Finally Wonka stopped thinking.

"I think we should go to that con-cert."