Everyone
sat around, no one had seen Charlie do anything like that. Sawyer was
still unconscious. Charlie cam back, having changed his shirt (gasp)
but his pants were still shreddy.
"Sorry bout that" he
said sheepishly.
"Shall we continue?"
" All us children introduced ourselves to Mr. Wonka and he wasn't very polite. Just strange. He looked at me and said: "You're just lucky to be here aren't you?" then muttered something about my ears. He led us to a small door, I mean it was tiny. He explained it held all the chocolatey goodness. He stuck a key in it and then a greater door opened and..."
"WHAT!" shouted
Walt. "What was in there!"
"Why'd you stop"
Claire asked.
"I'm trying to create anticipation."
Charlie said.
"Well don't it's stupid" Hurley said.
"As I said... inside there was a great room filled with
strange twisty trees and a chocolate river. Gramps and I were quite
literally gobsmacked. ' My factory is the only factory with a
waterfall' Wonka said, as I poked random things. They were sticky.
'everything's eatable' he said. 'I'm eatable but that children is
called cannibalism and is frowned upon in most societies' Then he
told us to enjoy. I went up to him. "Is this edible?" I
asked pointing to the grass. "Yes" he said.
Me: 'Is
this edible?' pointing to tree
WW: "yes"
Me: "Is
this edible?" Pointing to flowers
WW: "YES YES IT'S
ALL EDIBLE! EVERYTHING IN THIS BLOODY SHOP IS EDIBLE!"
Me:
Is this edible?