Author Notes:
Mars Cutie: I forgive you, but what do you mean by 'flamed' me? Anyways, I've decided to join your C2.
Twilight Memories: I think I get the point in grammar errors already, I've, like, been getting like storm of them ever since I began my 'New Family' story. But thanks for pointing them out. I'll try to do better. I still make mistakes when I make chapters, without knowing it. And I know that Kiyo has helped Zatch a lot in the battle for king. The part in the last chapter, when I said that Kiyo had hardly helped Zatch, I was talking about the times when Zatch and Kiyo met he didn't like Zatch and he sees him as an annoying little kid. That's what I meant when I typed the line: 'He has hardly helped Zatch.'.
Computerfreak101: Thanks for the review, but I think you went a bit too far with the head shaking. I'm trying to do the best I can with these grammar errors. And well anyway, I like your second chapter in your story. And I'm sorry if you feel like I accused you for getting your ideas from my story. I wasn't trying to accuse you.
Chapter 5: Zatch's Big Break.
It was a cloudy morning the next day after the dark night that Zatch had heard about the Final Gold Ticket. His joyful, benevolent spirit has dropped down all the way that it feels like he had just lost his soul and is now a soulless shell of a child.
He left Kiyo's room in his cloths, but he didn't had time for breakfast. He only grabbed his Vulcan 300 and walked down stairs.
"Oh, Zatch. Here take this small jacket. It's very cold outside today, I you don't want to get sick, do you?" Hana called out to Zatch. He stopped as he was about to open the front door. Hana came up to him carrying a small black jacket that Kiyo use to wear when he was as young as Zatch. "By the way, Kiyo has a really short day at school today. So that means he'll be back home in a few minutes."
"Thanks Mrs. Takamine." he spoke in a quiet tone of voice. He put the jacket on and said goodbye to Hana and he was off into town.
An hour later.
Zatch was still very down in the dumps. With all golden tickets found and he doesn't have one, he'll never get into Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. Nor will he ever have a perfect vacation, and worse, he'll never get the chance to tell Kolulu how he feels for her. Can this day get any worse?
He was still walking along the sidewalk looking down at the ground. 'Well, it's over for me. I'm such a freak who can't even tell a chick that I love her. Maybe my victory back in the Battle for The Mamodo King was probably just a fluke.' he thought over and over again in his mind. He was so down and looking at the ground so much that he doesn't know where he was going.
KONK!
His head banged into a lamppost. He fell back and rubbed his head as he made a painful hissing sound. Yeah, this day had just gotten worse, or has it?
Just as soon as he got back on his feet, he looked back down and found a five dollar bill. Maybe he could give some good use to that loose money lost in the street. He picked it up, but then heard a small gurgling sound. He placed his hand on his stomach and felt it the sound coming from it. Since he didn't had breakfast, he decided to get some anyway. He turned his head around to find that he was next to the same candy store that he saw those kids singing something about 'The Candy Man' before back in the first chapter. Maybe he could get some food there.
He placed the five dollar bill in his pocket and walked inside the candy store. It wasn't crowded like it was when he saw it the first time. He saw a man on a sliding ladder, organizing some sweets on the upper shelves. "Excuse me." Zatch spoke to the man.
"Hello little boy. What can I do for you?" the man responded as he got off the ladder.
"I would like to buy a bar of chocolate please." Zatch said as he pulled out the five dollar bill.
"Sure thing. What will it be? A Slugworth Sizzler? A Wonka Scrum-diddly-umptious Bar?" the man suggested Zatch which candy bars would be best.
"Whatever's the biggest." Zatch answered.
"Try a Wonka Scrum-diddly-umptious Bar. Now that all the tickets have been found, I don't have to hide them anymore." the man said as he handed Zatch a long candy bar filled with smaller pieces of chocolate. Zatch handed the man the money he found in the street and began to scarf chocolate into his mouth.
"Hey, take it easy. You'll get a stomachache if you swallow it like that. Anyways, here's your changed kid." the man spoke as he handed Zatch his change. But Zatch looked at it carefully and found that he had enough to buy one more candy bar.
"I think I'll buy one more, for my friend Kiyo." Zatch spoke to the man.
"Sure thing, kid. Here. Try a regular Wonka Bar." the man responded as he gave Zatch a regular Wonka Bar and he gave the rest of his change to the man.
Zatch left the candy shop with the Wonka Bar in a pocket on his jacket and walked home.
But later after the first two blocks, Zatch saw a crowd of people surrounding a news paper stand. Curiosity got the better of Zatch. So he ran to the crowd to find out what the big deal is.
"Haven't you heard? That mysterious man from South America made a phony ticket." someone spoke as Zatch read the deadline on the newspaper's front page: FIFTH TICKET FRAUD!
"Then that means that there's still one golden ticket fooling around somewhere." another person responded to the first person's words.
"Can you believe the nerve of that creep? He was trying to fool the whole world." a third person spoke. Soon everyone except Zatch was talking out loud.
Zatch felt some hope returning to him. He moved himself away from the crowd and he then pulled out his Wonka Bar.
He pulled the outer wrapper off first, but he then nervous about opening the second wrapper. His blood was pumping inside his body and sweat was coming down from his head. He slowly began to open the top of the wrapper. Soon, when he reached the part when you should just spread the wrapper open, he stopped for a minute. This was getting hard for him every second. He felt like he couldn't do this. He was sweating even more. His breathing became panting. What if he didn't get the last ticket? What if he fails again? What if he's just wasting his time? This is becoming unbearable! Zatch's nervous look turned into an angry frown in like about: 1 nanosecond.
"AH, THE HELL WITH IT!"
He yelled at the candy bar and just then lost himself. He gripped the wrapper with his hands tightly and just ripped it all off like he just went berserk!
He tore the wrapper and the chocolate into pieces! There was nothing that was gold, until a piece of paper floated down and landed on his head. He pulled off of him and gasped at what he was holding: THE REAL FIFTH GOLDEN TICKET!
He put on the biggest smile he could put on his face as he stared at the gold that he was holding in his hands.
But then a woman called out from the crowd that he was near. "Hey! Look Everyone! The boy has found the real last golden ticket!" the crazy woman shouted out. The crowd began running over to Zatch to look at his golden ticket. Zatch's mouth hanged open at the crowd. He shoved the ticket into a pocket in his jacket and ran off downtown as fast as he could go.
He lost the crowd as soon as he pass three blocks and entered a tunnel. He was relieved that Kiyo's house was just at the end of this tunnel, until someone came into his view and he stopped running. It showed a strange man wearing black. He was wearing a black hat on his head and black glasses on his eyes. And lastly, he had a scar on his left cheek.
"Congratulations little boy. Well done. You have found the fifth golden ticket. May I introduce myself: Arthur Slugworth. President of Slugworth Chocolates Incorporated." the man now know as Slugworth spoke. Zatch was shock when he heard the word: Slugworth. The worse of the spies that tried to steal Willy Wonka's most secret recipes.
"Now pay attention, because I'm going to make you very rich indeed. Mr. Wonka is at his new factory making a new fantastic invention: The Everlasting Gobstopper. If he succeeds, he'll ruin me. So I need you to get a hold of just one of those new treats and bring it to me so that I may find out its secret formula. Your reward will be ten thousand of these." Slugworth held up a stack on one hundred dollar bills. He walked up and placed his hands on Zatch's shoulders. "And don't forget the name: Everlasting Gobstopper." he finished. Slugworth then walked off down the end of the tunnel that Zatch entered. Zatch quickly snapped back to reality and continued running down the path to Kiyo's house.
He was as excited as a kid on Christmas morning. He reached Kiyo's house and prepared to enter. He pulled out his golden ticket and ran inside, where he found Kiyo and Hana in the living room.
"Look everyone! I've got the fifth golden ticket ! It's mine!" Zatch shouted out at them as he waved his golden ticket in the air.
"Quit joking around Zatch. There are no golden tickets left." Hana spoke to Zatch as he calmed down a bit.
"No Mrs. Takamine. I've read in the newspaper and it said that the last one was a fake. I found some money in the street, so I bought a Wonka Bar and the Golden Ticket was in it. Hear Kiyo, see for yourself!" Zatch said as he handed the ticket to Kiyo. He didn't responded to Zatch so he just read it.
Greetings to you, the lucky founder of this Golden Ticket from Mr. Willy Wonka. Please present this ticket at the gates of my new factory on 10:00 a.m. on the first day of October, and do not be late. You may bring with you, one member of your family but no one else. And wildest dreams that you can never imagine, behold the marvelous surprises that await you!
"Zatch, You really did it! Way da go!" Kiyo said excitedly at Zatch as he handed the ticket back to Zatch.
"Kiyo. Will you come with me to the chocolate factory?" he asked.
"Of course I will come with you, Zatch. You're my best friend. And you're like a brother to me. Of course I'll go with you. In fact, this reminds me of a song." Kiyo answered as he then turned on the radio and popped in a cd disk. Music began to play and Kiyo began to sing.
"I never though my life could be, anything but catastrophe. Be suddenly I began to see, a bit of good luck for me. Cause I have a Golden Ticket. I've got a golden twinkle in my eye."
"Hey, Kiyo. There's no singing, man. Why are you singing for?" Zatch interrupted Kiyo, but he kept singing for awhile and began dancin around the living room like a weird person.
"I never dreamt that I would climb over the moon in ecstasy. But nevertheless it's there that I'm shortly about to be. Cause I've got a Golden Ticket! I've got a golden chance to make my way. And with a Golden Ticket, it's a golden day!"
"You're going to get Rahkshi500 in trouble! And it's going to be all your fault!" Zatch shouted anime style at Kiyo to make him stop, with the anime big head, the anime anger vein thing on the head, the anime pupiless eyes, and the anime razor sharp teeth.
"Alright I'll stop. Sheesh!" Kiyo finally stopped and he turned the music off. "But we better get ready, Zatch. It says the first of October, that's tomorrow, you know." Kiyo finished.
"I'll take of that for you boys." Hana spoke as she left the room.
"We don't have much time, Zatch." Kiyo spoke again, but Zatch interrupted him.
"But Kiyo. Today, on my way back home, I ran into Mr. Slugworth."
They both stared into each other eyes in shock as Zatch explained what happen when he ran into Slugworth.
To Be Continued...