There is no point in lying,

So I just sit here crying

Thinking of small things

Like charms and diamond rings

And wedding bans and broken hearts

All these thing I can't take part

All the things I cannot see or hear

Like the singing of my love so dear

The ringing of a bell that's near

Like children laughing and people passing

Little girls sassing as there mothers tell them no

For I am not the baker

Nor the jolly toy maker

And though I'm not a one to fear,

I spend my days alone,

Pretend no body's home

So no one will get near,

Cause I'm the famous chocolateer.

Heheh… wow. I have no idea were that came from! I guess that's what I get for reading the raven before I update…

Chapter 15

"so we can take her home?" the little boy asked looking up at dr. Marcus with hopeful eyes.

The man smiled. "yes Charlie, you and Mr. Wonka can take her home on one condition."

"ha!" Willy exclaimed triumphantly, "there always a condition Charlie, don't you know that?"

Marcus ignored him. "its actually a very small condition, I doubt that you or Mr.-"

"so what is it"

Here the doctor got a bit nervous and began to look for a way to prolong this. Meanwhile, Willy was getting impatient and began to tap his foot, which didn't help. Just as Charlie was about to prompt the doctor again, Nathan interrupted.

"I have to be with Aleera. I have to come the factory."

If it had gotten any quieter, the occupants of the room would have thought they'd gone deaf.

Charlie look nervously at Nathan then at Willy, "Willy?"

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Willy watched as Mrs. Bucket hurried around Aleera's room with a feather duster. "what are you doing?" he asked completely baffled.

"what does it look like I'm doing Mr. Wonka?" she snapped somewhat irritably.

Willy drew back, "cleaning?" he asked meekly. The woman nodded curtly and continued

about her job. Willy cleard his throat. "actually I meant why in here"

"because this is her room."

"wel I don't want her in here,"

Mrs. Bucket rose an eyebrow, "and where will she be staying?''

Willy glowered, "do I have to explain everything" he murmured before added in a small voice, "in my room?" he glanced hopefully at the woman who tilted her head to the side.

"well I mean the twit has to stay somewhere and he wants to be close to her and down the hall is close, but I need to be closer so my room is perfect." His voice held a note of triumph.

Mrs. Bucket continued to look at him until he got so uncomfortable that he ran from the room saying that he needed to go invent a forgetful candy.

Mrs. Bucket smiled and moved down the hall to Willy's room. tomorrow, Aleera was coming home.