Sooooo….. God I hate writer's block. I know it's been a while and I'm sorry. What with my sister breaking her ankle and me not knowing what to do after the last chapter I decided to take a small break. I hope you can forgive me…

So after much much much thought, here is my next loverly chapter:

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To those who speak in riddles

Chapter ten: they're coming

Willy Wonka collapsed into a chair at the table about two hours later. "never again!" he exclaimed. " never will I tolerate such a horrible group of people's presents for as long as I live." He pointed to Charlie. "could you get something to wash the adult stench off the stuff in the invention room?" he asked making a funny expression.

Aleera walked over to Willy and gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. She began to move away when Illy surprised every one and grabbed her hand and gently pulled her down onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder. Aleera draped her arm around his neck and took off his top hat. She then placed her cheek on Willy's soft brown hair.

Mr. and Mrs. Bucket looked wide eyed at each other. Grandma Josephine, grandpa George and grandpa Joe all looked at each other. George nudged Joe's arm and held out his hand. With a sigh, grandpa Joe placed a five dollar bill in the other man's hand.

Grandma Georgina looked at the couple. "the nightingale listens if only the lark will speak." She said knowingly. Aleera nodded sleepily, her eyes closed.

"although the morning sun has risen the 'gale will sing as loudly as its better half."

Willy upon noticing the weariness of Aleera's voice stood up, momentarily holding the young woman bridle style before gently setting her down. His hand instantly found hers. Their fingers intertwined and he pulled her toward the door. "well all…." He said looking nervously around at the knowing smiles of those in the room. "the inspection results will be here in a few days…"

He continued walking towards the door as he spoke. The rest of his words, however, were lost on Charlie as the little boy looked at the couple. How perfect they seemed! Aleera and Willy seemed to fit together like a puzzle: one which, when put together, made a beautiful picture.

"….so with that said I'm gonna…just ..go…" with that he and a slightly confused Aleera left.

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"what was all that about?" Aleera asked the chocolate maker as they walked down the hall. Willy shrugged.

"you're tired" he commented, refusing to go any further in the previous matter. "didn't you sleep…any?" Willy knew that unlike most adults, Aleera slept a lot. Countless times he'd been in the middle of a conversation with her and Charlie only to look over and find that she'd fallen asleep on the invention room floor. At first, he'd been a bit insulted, but after a while, he realized that Aleera stayed up almost all night due to nightmares. So he let the girl catch her sleep when she could, whether it be night or day, and some times found himself just staring at her as she did so.

He led Aleera to her room and made sure that she got into bed alright before leaving for his own room

Willy turned off the water in the shower, dried off and wrapped a towel around his waist. Turning to the bathroom counter he picked up his hair brush and brushed his hair, listening for any sounds out of the ordinary. For a moment, he thought he heard some one moving around in the hall, but the noise was gone before he could be sure. After getting dressed in his normal bed attire, he opened the bathroom door and froze. Aleera was standing in the door way, her hand raised as if she were about to knock on the door.

"hello star shine." Willy said slightly baffled. "shouldn't you be using the bathroom that's in your room?" that was, after all, why it was there.

Aleera lowered her hand slowly. "I was looking for you" she said a bit timidly. Hence the reason she's in your room Willy thought to himself. "well… you found me" he said helpfully as he tried to figure out what was going on.

"you told me to tell you if…"her voice trailed away. Willy sighed. For the past few Weeks Aleera had been having dreams of them. Who they was she could never really

say. When the letter came Willy assumed that they were the people who'd be coming to that factory. Aleera disagreed, so he told her to tell him if she had another dream about them. Apparently she'd been right, because according to the dream, they were still coming.

Haha! I fooled you all::does a happy dance: oh the cleverness of me!

By the way… the little bluey-purpleish button down there has been feeling kinda lonely. Be its friend and review this story, the more reviews I get, the faster I'll write. Such is the way of my mind.

Thought of the day: they baby is sleeping ands the baby's asleep. Two different word both meaning the same thing…why do we have to ways to say the same thing? Which way is right?