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Willy
I explained to Wendy why I was hiding in the bathroom. "I was hiding in the bathroom because I was checking my hair for any more gray hairs. I'm old."
"Uncle Willy don't be ridiculous, you're not old. You only in your…uh, 30's?"
I nodded. She hugged me. "See? You're not old. You're the best no matter how old you are."
I smiled at her. "Thanks Wendy."
She smiled as the door into the inventing room opened and Wendy ran inside. I followed behind her but she ran off to work other ideas. I saw Zack, an oomp-loompa, struggling with a machine. I went over to him quickly.
"What's wrong?" I ask him.
"It's shooting to many gobb-stoppers into the cooling pool. Matthew is gonna get hurt in there." He pointed to the cooling pool with Matthew, the diver oompa-loompa, who was also struggling under the water.
I turned back to Zack who was quite worried. "Wendy will know what to do. I'll get her." I signaled.
"Wendy!" I called.
I heard her cane tapping on the floor as she came over to see what was going on. She quickly noticed Matthew in the cooling pool, and so she grabbed a near by ladder and put it up to the side of the cooling pool and climbed up it. She took off her coat and rolled up her sleeves. She reached into the pool and grabbed Matthew. He was pulled out easily.
Zack and I watched carefully as she took him down the ladder. And handed him to me.
"Hold him," She said.
Then she went to the back of the machine and turned it off. The lights in the pool turned off and there was a drooping noise as the machine turned off. She came back and took Matthew, who was unconscious. Wendy walked him over to the phone where she called the hospital. The nurses arrived quickly and took Matthew away.
She came back over to the ladder and picked up her coat and cane and walked away again to do her candy stuff.
"Wow," Zack said abruptly.
I smiled at him, "That's my girl. I'll see ya later Zack."
"Good day Mr.Wonka."
We walked away from each other when I heard a loud crash of thunder. That's weird, I thought, that storm must be pretty bad in order to hear it way down here.
I pretended like it never happened when I heard at least three more crashes of ear splintering thunder. The last crash and the lights flickered and went out. I stopped in my tracks as you could hear the entire Factory shut down. That's great. I thought miserably. Now what am I supposed to do?
"Um, Uncle Willy? I kinda stuck in a pit of darkness. I can't see anything."
"I'm coming Wendy." I began to walk forward when I heard Wendy tapping her cane on the floor. I suddenly her something fall in the distance. Wendy's cane tapping stopped. Was it Wendy? I began to panic. I started running in the direction I heard Wendy's voice.
"Wendy?"
I suddenly felt a force hit me. I stumbled backwards as I heard something else hit the floor. The emergency lights finally turned on and I was a bit relieved. But once I saw what was on the floor, my heart sank. Wendy. She didn't deserve this. She was unconscious.
"Oh, Wendy I'm so sorry, I thought you fell! Well, you did actually. But I wasn't expecting this, really."
She still lay there.
"She's gonna kill me. I wonder if you still weigh 50 pounds like you did when you where little."
With that said I scooped her up with ease. "Wow, you still do, you need to eat more. You're twelve and you feel like your still 50 pounds."
I walked her over to the elevator, where she still laid silently in my arms.
I had trouble pressing the home button but I eventually got it.
I got back to the room and sat on the couch. Now what am I supposed to do?
I guess I just have to wait.
After a while, the darkness of the living room became a bit creepy.
But the thing that scared me most was Wendy started to mumble and sweat, I think she having a bad dream.
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