Lantern Power, who owns Isabel, asked for and co-wrote this story with me. Here you go, Amiga! Enjoy! :)

Looney Toons and Charlie And The Chocolate Factory (the one with Johnny Depp) belong to Warner Brothers. I only own Rachel.

Friendship Has Deep Roots

It had been months since the Corona was discovered in November/December. And because of the virus, movie companies had been pushing their movies' release dates farther like Fast 9 and No Time To Die. This made Isabel depressed because seeing those movies were something she was looking forward too. But she was also sad because she was temporarily on leave from her job at the movie theater until they reopened.

"I know it's hard, Izzy," said Rachel sadly.

"I just want things to go back to normal again," she said.

"Believe me, so do I," the blonde-haired girl said. While she had an essential job, the new rules and such had been affecting her too.

"I hope the toons are okay," Isabel said, pulling out her Emerald.

Rachel knew this meant her friend was going to check on them. "Be careful, Izzy," she said, hugging her.

"I will," the brown-haired girl promised, teleporting away.

Because of the illness, she felt she had to go back to Warner Bro's Studios to see if the toons were okay, not certain if they could catch the virus, but she knew that they eventually had to close the place down to keep the fans and themselves safe.

When she got to the entrance, it was fenced off with an apology note saying they were closed. Knowing that teleporting inside would be breaking and entering, she used her Emerald to ping Marvin on his that she was there.

Immediately she was teleported, and because it was so sudden, she fell down on her bottom to the location she was teleported to. Immediately, she felt a warm gloved hand on her mouth and saw Marvin in front of her. "What're you doing here? The place is closed and you want to see me during this crisis, why?" He whispered, gently removing his hand, but motioning her to keep it down.

"I came to see if you and the others are okay, but what are you whispering for?" Isabel said in a soft voice.

"Because you're not allowed to be here; no one is." Marvin told her quietly.

"I'm aware. I saw the sign outside, but that didn't stop me from seeing my favorite Toon to see if he's okay. I didn't know if you being bonded to the Emerald would make you vulnerable to our diseases since it's not animated," she said nicely.

"Well I'm not wanting to find out, but I'm glad you came," Marvin said before hugging her. "Honestly, I missed you and wished I could see you again."

Isabel smiled and hugged him back. "Well other than having a head cold in January, I'm fine, Marv."

Then they pulled apart. "How're the others doing?" She asked.

He sighed. "Trying to hold on to hope. The Corona news got to them and I know this is something that's completely new to us all. They're learning to cope, but they're okay. At least they're having fun during this crisis. As for I, I've been bored trying to keep myself entertained. But I'm glad to see you're not one of the many who've been infected with it," he said.

Isabel nodded in agreement, "What do you think about the virus?" She asked gently.

"Makes me wish I could stay on Mars when this started. Sadly, the Warners won't let me leave the planet, don't know why though, but I've been staying inside most of the time unless I'm hungry. I despise getting hungry, if us Toons can't die, why can't we not get hungry-" he then cut himself off, clasped his hands together and looked down. "And I have the habit of rambling, which I just did."

The human chuckled. "Your fine, Marv. I understand. You're asocial and you like to keep to yourself since you're the only supernatural Looney Toon. But if you want, we can do something fun together."

Isabel swore she could sense the invisible lightbulb that went on above his head. "I got something. We just avoid Daffy and there's a security guard watching through the cameras. Knowing you, I'm sure you can manage to not get caught," Marvin said proudly.

Isabel gave him a smile of reassurance as she could indeed do so, activating her Imaginator power and becoming invisible. "Does this work?" She asks.

Marvin nodded. "Indubitably," he said with a smile.

They left the place they were, which turned out to be Marvin's ship. As they walked down the steps, Isabel kept a hand on his helmet to let him know she was still with him. "But promise me, if I show you what I'm about to show you, this information cannot be shared with anyone. AT. ALL. The Warner's would be beyond angry with me that I showed an outsider something that they shouldn't see."

"Outsider?" He heard Isabel asks questionably.

"Yes, outsider. Somebody who doesn't work for the company," Marvin clarified. "Now keep quiet, you don't know when the others will show up."

He said this gently so she didn't take offense. They were quiet for the remainder of the time and soon Marvin unlocked and relocked doors with keys that were either given to him or he made copies of. As they went deeper into a building in the studio, he reached up and placed a hand on her invisible arm. "I assume you've been here multiple times since you know your way around this place," Isabel said softly.

"Indeed I do. Whenever I feel down, I go to my happy place here in the studio. It's my favorite thing about this place," he said as he opened a door that lead to steps downwards. "Okay, I know there aren't cameras down there, so you'll be safe. But promise me this, and I know I said this before. Don't. Tell. Anyone. This secret stays between you and me."

Isabel nodded. "I promise."

They went down the stairs and saw a huge room with hallways of filing cabinets. "Welcome to the archives. They're all sorted by year, and they contain all the cartoons in the past before digital animation came to be. I sometimes look through the ones I've been in and...I wish I was portrayed differently. I'm not forgetful about things and I'm not that clueless when Bugs or Daffy trick me. I've had the green Emerald for months and I haven't lost it once."

Isabel smiled. "That's a good thing then. You're showing your true side of responsibility. But are the cabinets locked?"

Marvin nodded. "Yeah, I would have to ask for the keys whenever I want to look through them, but I can't because of the quarantine."

Even though she could unlock the cabinets using her Emerald's power, Isabel decided against that as while there were no cameras down there, still someone could catch them. They eventually left the archives and Marvin took her to his ship hangar which was also his home. The Martian checked the mailbox while Isabel sat on his couch, which was more made for him than her kind, while hoping not to break it. He came in with a small box in his hand and started opening it. "Odd, I hardly get packages. Mostly I get fan mail but if it's free, I'll take it."

He walked over and carefully put his hand in the box. "It better not be a mouse trap in this box," he said. Isabel observered the box before shaking her head.

"Too thin and short for a mouse trap to fully close. I doubt it's dangerous," she said.

Marvin dumped the contents in his hand. There was a folded piece of paper in there with a tiny piece of candy inside. "Dear Marvin, we are in the midst of a new animation short and you are required to swallow a piece of candy that's forcibly into your mouth given to you by Bugs. Since we never seen you try candy before, we given you a sample in hopes to find something you would like and be comfortable eating. From, the Warner Bro's," Marvin said before trying to open it.

"Marvin, don't. I have a bad feeling about this. Don't eat it," Isabel said with a worried look. "I think this is Daffy's doing."

Marvin then flipped the note over with an annoyed look. "It's in their handwriting. I trust them with my life." Isabel then looked embarrassed, making Marvin feel guilty. "I'm sorry about that. I'm not used to having company here," he said softly.

"It's fine, I forgive you, Marvin," she said. Marvin unwrapped the candy and put in his mouth. Chewing it before swallowing.

"Sweet, sugary and I think fruity. I'm unfamiliar with Earthen fruit, so I have no idea what it is, but I like it." He then sat next to her on the couch while they watched the old Looney Toons cartoons. Ten minutes into the cartoon, Marvin shifted himself in the couch, feeling a funny tingling feeling in his tummy. He glanced at Isabel, seeing that most of her focus was on the TV before gently rubbing his belly a little bit. As they continued watching, the feeling in his tummy got stronger.

'I think Isabel might be right. Either Daffy duped me by pretending to be the Warner's via copying their signature or the candy is making me sick,' Marvin thought, continuing to rub his tummy. "Pardon me, Isabel. I'm gonna go to the bathroom," he said before getting up.

"That's fine, Marvin. It's your house," she said gently, not moving her head.

He quickly went into his bathroom, closing the door and when he saw his reflection in the mirror, he quietly gasped in shock. "Oh no," he said softly. His red clothes were now purpleish blue; even his scleras were a light blue. He looks down and sees the gloves on his hands are now light blue too instead of white.

Then a warm, sweet, tangy, fruity flavor burst all over his tongue with a cold creamy side that perfectly contrasted with the fruity flavor. His knees buckled from the delicious heavenly taste and had to support himself by holding the basin of the sink. "Okay, I'm not sick, but there is something wrong with me," he said quietly, getting his footing back as he stood up again, then slightly his eyes widened when he realized. "I need to vomit the candy out."

But before he could stick a finger in his mouth, the funny feeling in his tummy got stronger, spreading over his body before it started steadily swelling. His stomach made a growling sound like he was hungry before he heard gurgling, churning and bubbling while his stomach grew outward. He gently patted his tummy and it felt like it was filling with some kind of liquid when he felt the sloshing. His stomach continued to grow out further and further to where his skirt felt tight and felt like it was cutting him.

"Okay fine, she needs to know," Marvin sighed, now feeling a little like a jerk for not believing her. He then walked out of the bathroom. "Isabel, your hunches were right!"

Her head turned around and she saw his body swelling out with his clothes in a different color. A shocked look came to her face as she got up and walked up to him.

"Marvin, you're swelling up into a blueberry!" She cried softly in shock.

"I know and I- Wait?! BLUEBERRY?!" The Marvin exclaimed, rubbing his swelling stomach.

Isabel nodded. "Yes, blueberry. The same thing is happening to you when Violet chewed the gum that Mr. Wonka had made," she explained, leaning downwards and patted his tummy. "You're swelling and filling with juice inside your body, starting with the tummy."

Marvin blushed and she moved her hand off of him. He didn't feel like retorting back after hurting her feelings once. "I don't want to be a blueberry, I'm a Martian. Also how is this scientifically possible?!" The Martian said and Isabel gave a shrug, truly not knowing how a candy that can affect humans could be affecting a toon.

The rest of Marvin's body quickly decided to join in; his torso, back and lower region. Marvin blushed harder when he felt the lower-lower back region swell up. His body became almost ball-like when they merged together. "This feels so wrong," he whimpered softly while Isabel held back a laugh, because while it was a little funny, she felt sympathy for him too.

Marvin then groaned in pain as he tried to get his skirt off of his expanding body, hearing hissing, fizzing and loud bubbling from his tummy for having the restraining skirt on him. "Too tight. Help me," he said calmly.

"You're gonna be fine, Marvin," Isabel said calmly as she got on her knees, helping him get his metal skirt off successfully, giving his body freedom to swell out. But the skirt came off forcibly after she managed to get it off of him, causing Marvin to lose his balance and one of the "wings" on his skirt jabbed her in the stomach. They both cried out, one in surprise and one in pain.

"Ah! Sorry!" The Martian apologized, thankful that he didn't hit the ground too hard because of his swollen back. He blushed again when he felt his shirt immediately shifted up, after being free from the skirt, for being too small. His black-skinned belly was now exposed as he kept swelling, feeling the air on his skin. But he sighed in relief that his skirt was off, not caring that his belly is showing.

Isabel, still down on her knees, helped Marvin up on his feet as he whimpered and groaned, still blushing while rubbing his tummy from being so over full in hopes to subside the pain from his stomach forcibly filling up. "Do you want me to rub your stomach for you?" She asked gently and he nodded meekly. She moved to one of his sides, her right arm linked behind him at the middle. Then she placed her left hand on his stomach, his skin feeling soft yet taut from being filled with juice. He shuddered from her hand touching his warm body and she could also feel the warmth. "You okay?"

He nodded again. "Your touch. It feels weird on my body," Marvin whimpered.

Not taking offense, Isabel shifted her hand slowly and gently from side to side on his stomach, feeling the juice shift in his body. Marvin tensed up to the feeling before relaxing. "Do you feel yourself getting bigger?" She stopped touching him and Marvin waited a couple of seconds, his eyes darting side to side a little to see if he felt anything.

"No. I think that piece of candy didn't fill me up all the way," Marvin said before checking his arms. They were swollen up, but he could still move them with ease. To Isabel's point of view, his torso and lower region figure were wide and round to the point he could be rolled like a ball on his side. But it would be difficult with his thick arms, like the 1971 version but with a shorter person and didn't finish. Thankfully he was still short height-wise.

"Isabel, I need to see if my skirt made a mark on you," he said gently.

She lifted her shirt up a little and red mark was there. It wasn't too dark but it was noticeable if anyone saw it. Isabel could tell Marvin felt dread, his eyes widened when he saw it. "We both know that I didn't intentionally harm you, so-" she cut him off by gently covering his mouth.

Marvin blinked as she moved her hand to his shoulder. "I promise I won't tell anyone. This stays between you and me," she said before patting his belly, hearing and feeling the juice slosh. "Including this."

She heard him sigh in relief. "Thank you," he said. "And thank you for helping me out. I don't know what I would've done without your help."

Isabel giggled before hugging him gently to which Marvin felt like a cuddle, but didn't mind.

Isabel gently started rubbing his stomach again and he gently tensed again but relaxed. The Martian melted into the feeling as she rubbed him, his eyes closing as she gently tipped him back a little. He could feel the juice stored in his tummy moving wherever she rubbed and when she tipped him back. For some odd reason, to him, it was comforting and delightful at the same time.

Isabel smiled, seeing he trusted her as she relaxed him. Then she picked him up and cradled his form in her arms, using her and his Emerald's power to help support him. "Marvin, are you still awake?" She asked softly, gently nudging him.

He opened his eyes. "Yes," he said. "I'm just enjoying being relaxed."

She gently put her nose into his neck, causing him to squeak. "You smell so good and yummy, Marv. Honestly you're making me hungry," she joked before tickling his tummy a little.

A cute giggle escaped his invisible mouth as he kicked a little. "Okay, now I'm curious," she said before laying him on his back on the ground as she got down on her knees.

"Isabel, no! Please, don't! I'm helpless like this and I can't get up!" Marvin pleaded, remembering last time when she had tickled him. Though it had been fun, he knew she was good at giving tickle tortures.

"Oh come on, Marv. Tickling isn't all that bad. It's fun and it makes you happy," Isabel told him calmly, rubbing his stomach.

"Yeah but I don't think it's a good idea. I'm so full I feel like I might burst if I do something wrong," Marvin frowned.

"You're a cartoon. You've been disintegrated, flattened, shot at and can survive explosions. Even from your own Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator. Being popped is least of your concern because your toon abilities protect you from any damage or harm," Isabel pointed out.

He looked at her, realizing she had made a good point. "Touché," he said.

"But since you said please, I won't do it."

The Martian sighed in relief as she picked him up sat with him on the couch. She moved the pillows to give Marvin comfort and back support so that way he was laying at a tilted angle as she continued rubbing his stomach. "So, do you want to go back to normal?" She asked him as they continued watching cartoons. "Because not once you have asked me to use my Emerald to fix you."

Marvin hummed a little in thought. "I don't know. It's odd I didn't ask, but as long as I'm not getting any bigger, I should be okay. But I think I want to be this way a little longer because it have benefits; you rubbing my belly feels so good and I won't get hungry for a while," the Martian says truthfully.

Isabel smiled and put her hand on his face. "Okay, just say when, alright?" The Martian nodded again and she started rubbing his tummy again. He closed his eyes again and enjoyed the treatment he was getting.

She heard him softly moan in pleasure when she decided to gently massage him. She could tell that all tension and stress in the body was leaving. She didn't know if he has gotten a treatment like this before, but at least he had gotten comfortable being with her and her touching him. Then she gently took off his shoes and massaged his feet that were covered with white socks. "Oh yeah, that feels good too," Marvin said. "You're really good at this."

Isabel chuckled in amusement. "Thank you, I guess?" Then she went to cuddle with him. "Are you okay? Are you still in pain?"

"No, my body has adapted to the feeling, but it's weird when I'm breathing. This is my first time being inflated, so I understand that it'll be a while till I'm adjusted to this."
A lightbulb went over her head. "Well, do you want to know if you can walk?" She asked.

"But I'm comfortable. And I was really enjoying relaxing," he said and she could hear a frown in his tone.

She started tickling him and he laughed. "C'mon, at least give it a try," she said sweetly.

Marvin took a deep breath in. "Help me up," he said and she helped him on his feet. Isabel got him into an open area in his house and Marvin took his first step, which was more of a waddle. The next few steps were a little wobbly and Isabel made sure he didn't fall down until he seemed to get the hang of it. "Is that example good for your question?" He asked and she nodded.

She put him back on the couch and continued her massage session. "Well if I'm to be honest, I think you look cute as a blueberry," Isabel said sweetly, but she knew Marvin was almost twig like because of his short and small body, so having his body like this was a crazy change.

Marvin's face turned red in a bashful way before looking away with his eyes. "I'm a Martian, not a blueberry. And. I'm. Not. Cute," he said in denial with a serious tone.

He heard her whimper sadly, and looked at her to she she looked like she was upset. It made him feel a slight of regret. "But maybe you can call me cute. Just... not around the others," he said with a gentle tone. That made Isabel happy and she smiled, making him smile. She's making me go soft, but I don't truly mind since it's her, he thought to himself.

Surprisingly no one came to the door all day as they watched cartoons and movies until sunset came. Isabel ate dinner from whatever she had in her back pack and decided to stay the night because she didn't want him lonely with his body all swollen. "I'm surprised you're still warm," Isabel said as she still cuddled with Marvin to which he didn't mind.

"Thank you, I guess?" He said. "I'm surprised I'm still this warm after being blown up hours ago. But I'm glad you're comfy and that you're staying the night."

Isabel kissed his forehead. "No more talking. It's time for bed and I'll fix you in the morning." She got up to turn off the lights and the tv before returning to the couch to sleep next to Marvin, putting a blanket over them before pulling him closer. Marvin blushes in the darkness as she slept with him. He had never been kissed by a female before but it felt nice. 'Maybe I should be nicer to humans from now on. Isabel likes me despite my past and treats me like an equal and more. She's quite a keeper.' He thought to himself. Eventually he calmed down and fell asleep, fantasizing about Isabel and being with her.

However, when he woke up, he felt himself on a cold hard ground with his front body facing the ceiling. He moved his head left and right, noticing he was in the Inventing Room of Wonka's factory by seeing the machines around him in the dull light. He was surprised as he had never personally been there before.

"Looks like someone woke up from their nap," he heard a female voice say sweetly, but it was unrecognizable. He moved his head towards the sound, seeing it was none other than Violet Beauregard standing next to him. But her appearance was normal as if she never chewed the gum. Her blonde hair had a little length, her skin was a little bit tanner and instead of her tracksuit, she wore a dark blue karate outfit with two golden W's sewed on the right side of her chest in fancy cursive.

"Hello Marvin," she said sweetly.

"Um, why am I here? And where's Isabel?" Marvin asked gently.

"Well...," Violet started off, circling him slowly while keeping her eyes on him. "You're here so I can fix you. Your friend is in the Nut Room with Veruca. But other than you being here, we need you. Wonka has gotten video footage from the security cameras of Daffy Duck stealing a piece of candy that's still in the development stage. Due to his big mouth, we found out he gave it to you and seeing what became of you, you had no idea of it's doing and that he gave it to you. And according to your friend, she backed us up on what happened that makes us believe you're innocent. So Wonka has decided for you to choose Daffy's fate when you woke up."

Marvin blinked before sighing. "Yep, I should've listened to my friend before I put that candy in my mouth. But I'm really eager to punish Daffy, he's been a thorn in my side for years. Also... what do you mean 'fix me?'"

Violet stops circling and a hand reached for her pants pocket. "Well the candy didn't finish filling you, so I'm going to fix that. And after Daffy's punishment, we're gonna get the juice out of you," she said politely before pulling out a blue circle candy that's round as a dime.

Marvin turned his head away from her in fear. "No, I'm not swallowing that. I don't want to get big as you did."

Violet gently took a deep breath before sighing. "I promise you won't," she said calmly, rubbing his tummy. "Heck, I'll take the same candy if you don't believe me."

Marvin thought for a bit and looked at her, deciding that if she was willing to do that, then perhaps he could trust her. "Okay, but I wanna do this while standing up," he said. Violet nodded and helped him onto his feet, holding the candy close to his face where his mouth would be.

"Ready?" She asked and he nodded, allowing her to put the candy in his mouth and he swallowed it. Surprisingly, she swallowed the same candy he did.

"Violet!" He said in shock before the funny feeling came back.

The little girl smiled at Marvin. "See, I told you I would," she said.

Before he could say anything else, Marvin groaned softly as he felt himself puff up with more juice, feeling his arms and body swell out more. He put a hand to his stomach, feeling his body pushing it back while calmly taking deep breaths in and out in hopes to help his body adjust to the growth.

Violet noticed this and started rubbing his stomach gently. It felt really nice, but somewhat sensitive because of how big he was getting.

Then he put his focus on the girl. Her blonde hair and skin turned blue before her body puffs out like his did. He could hear his and her's body filling with juice, but Violet's didn't last long. Her arms were slightly swollen as her stomach filled to the point that she looks like she swallowed a basket ball.

Marvin looked down at himself and he realized he was not wearing the same clothes as he was before. He took a guess that he was wearing a jumpsuit, a red one that was probably made with expensive fabric that stretches with his body, giving him comfort and cover and his body air to breathe since it was thin. He looked at his arms, which were now sunken into his swollen body that he can only flap his hands and waddle on his groin to walk. As he felt the inflation stop, he must have gotten a few inches tall in height but was still a short Martian.

"See, now you're fixed, Marv. I told you you won't get too big," Violet said sweetly, continuing to rub his body gently. "Now I'm gonna take you to the Nut Room like I promised."

Marvin groaned in pain as he was fuller than he was before and his belly ached from being so stuffed. "Don't," he groaned. "I don't think you should move me. I feel like I'm gonna burst."

Violet gave him a gentle hug, her hands massaging his sides, belly and back. The feeling felt nice until he felt something bubble up inside him. He softly burped with his mouth shut then exhaled from his invisible nose, the pain was gone. "There you go. You just needed to release a little air from the air pockets inside you," she said gently.

The Martian sighed in deep relief. "Thank you, I feel better now," he said kindly.

"Well I hope you don't get dizzy easily because I'm gonna have to roll you," Violet said before tipping him on his back to roll him. Marvin knew that toons could get dizzy but he tried his best not to when he felt Violet started pushing him, yet it was hard. The juice swirling inside him felt like a washing machine going on spin cycle. She was rolling him fast that the room looked like a blur. He couldn't even tell her to slow down because how fast he was being pushed. Eventually Violet stopped and Marvin shook his head to get his senses back.

"That was not fun," he said, dread in his tone before he lets out a hiccup. "I don't want to do that again."

"I know," she said in a playful annoyed tone while helping him up. "At least you're not being rolled by Oompa Loompas while they're singing."

Marvin shuddered at the thought. "I've been a good Martian, I don't think I need a singing lecture," he said. "So why'd we stop?"

He saw Violet had her hands out as if she's feeling for something. "Trying to find the glass elevator, the glass is so clear it's almost like it's invisible," she answered. Marvin looks around with squinting eyes to help her. He backed up a bit and felt something hit his back.

"I think I found it," he said.

Violet looked at him and saw the glass elevator behind him. "Awesome." She walked over, pressed the button and the glass door opened. "In you go. Don't worry, the glass is strong to support you."

Marvin looks at the elevator after turning around and then looked at Violet. "I think Daffy should get the same treatment I did," he told her. "And what's the point of going to the Nut Room if I'm coming back here anyways?"

Seeing his point being made, she sent the elevator to the Nut Room while letting Wonka know about Marvin's decision. "So. Why are you here anyways, and how did you get yourself back to normal?" He asked as they waited.

"After the tour, I did a lot of thinking and I soon realized that my addiction to winning was very unhealthy and my mom realized too. So she decided to stick to being my mom instead of my coach. And when Wonka made the cure for my blueness, I asked him politely if I could have it. At first, he said no but eventually he agreed after I told him that I'd be willing to give up my flexibility to be normal again. And after a bunch of trials to prove I wasn't a bad apple anymore, I was back to being me." Violet explained. "As for the reason I'm here, I'm doing online school work while I'm working here. I do get paid but Wonka promises on his behalf that he would pay for my college education when I'm older."

"And the other kids?" Marvin asked, curious to know if they had changed as well.

"Veruca became good to be with the squirrels. Mike wanted a career to work with computers and machinery. Augustus works for chocolate in the chocolate making room, but he wants to be an athlete," she said. "I work in this department to specialize in blueberry inflation and experiments on the gum."

Marvin then thought for a bit. "Am I in trouble with Mr. Wonka?"

He wasn't afraid usually, but he did not want to get on the candymaker's bad side.

Violet shook her head. "If you stole the candy yourself and ate it, you would've been in trouble. But I believe you're innocent in this." She then hugged him. "Not only that, Isabel vouched for you and Mr. Wonka can tell if someone is being truthful, so he knew she was telling the truth that you had no idea about the candy."

"Thank you," Marvin said happily. "I promise after this, I'll will try to work on not being so naïve."

They saw the elevator come down and open. Inside was Daffy, Mr. Wonka, two Oompa Loompas, Isabel and Veruca. Isabel walked up to Marvin. "Marvin!" She said happily.

"Isabel!" Marvin exclaimed, feeling her hug him, though he suddenly felt worried and looked at her in worry, to which she smiled.

"It's okay; I'm not in trouble. They'll keep their word about me being here," she said before walking to Violet and standing beside her. Wonka, Veruca and the two Loompas got out of the elevator with Daffy in chains.

"Daffy, you have some nerve for what you did to me," Marvin seethed through gritted teeth angrily yet calm, giving him a dirty look. "Tricking me by pretending to be the Warner's is the lowliest thing you have done to me. You know I have honor and respect for them because they made me, and tainting their name is unworthy to anyone who uses their name for self benefit."

Daffy had an unfazed look on his face. "Well if you gave me the Emerald, you wouldn't be in this situation right now," he said in a in-a-matter-of-factly tone like as if he was right.

"Daffy, it's his Emerald. Not yours. It chose him, not you," Isabel pointed out. Wonka, Violet, Veruca and the two Oompas had a confused look but knew this was something that the three knew something they didn't.

"Then unbind the Emerald from him and give it to me since you're so smart about the gem," Daffy said.

What he said hit a nerve with her and Marvin knew it too. The human gave him a dirty look as she took a step forward. "Even if I could, I would never give it to you," she said. "You are unworthy to have an Emerald bonded to you. And I trust Marvin with it because he's honest and polite." Isabel then looked down at Marvin. "He's not worth it, Marv. He doesn't care about you or anybody else besides him," she said giving Daffy a dirty look.

"You're a naughty duck for what you did," Veruca added, her tone giving off disgust before tittering at him. "Shame on you."

"We'll take it from here. Violet, you go help the Martian while we deal with the duck," Mr. Wonka said.

Violet then did the same salute that Isabel saw the Oompa Loompas did in the movie. "Yes sir," she said, sounding serious.

Mr. Wonka turned to Isabel. "As I promised, we won't say a word about you being here, but I was wondering if I may ask the same of you, my dear?" He asked. "The things you have seen must be kept secret."

"You have my word, Mr. Wonka," she said honestly. "I won't tell anyone."

He nodded with a smile and gestured to Violet, who was waiting patiently. Isabel followed her while carrying Marvin to the Juicing Room. They went through the huge circle door, the hallway echoed their steps and was dimly lit. The brown-haired girl noticed the younger girl was walking beside her instead of in front of her. "I take it you're not used to going down this hallway all by yourself," Isabel says calmly.

"No, it still haunts me," Violet said. "I had gotten stuck in here a few times. Almost feeling like it's too late. Thankfully, I didn't explode."

Isabel felt Marvin shudder a bit in fear, and she gently rubbed his back to assure him he would be okay. "I'm still learning to adapt though. This fear of mine, I'm trying to get over it. Wonka says that it's just in my head and I'll be okay," Violet added.

"Hey, Isabel?" Marvin asked.

"Yeah?" She said

"Thank you for sticking by me and not making fun of me," Marvin said appreciatively.

Isabel chuckled before kissing Marvin on the cheek happily. "True friends don't laugh when their friends are in distraught." She said gently.

Marvin blushed again but was very happy. 'Yep, definitely a keeper,' he thought to himself. "And what you said back there is true?" He asked.

Isabel smiled sweetly at him. "Every word."

Eventually they were in a large room that was big as the Inventing Room and saw a bunch of Oompa Loompas cleaning the big juicer. Isabel felt Marvin tense up in fear from seeing it.

"Please tell me I have don't have to be in that," Marvin whimpered softly. "I don't want to get any bigger than I already have."

Violet chuckles in amusement. "No silly. I've got something more comfortable for you. I made a juicer that isn't as scary as the one that was used on me."

There was a smaller open room to the side and when they looked inside, the walls and floor were white. There was a tall glass tank behind a huge recliner chair. "Just sit him on the chair and I'll take things from here," the child said.

Isabel gently put Marvin on the soft recliner chair. "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere," she said softly.

Violet took out some tubes that were in a box, attaching them to the tank. "You won't be able to talk when I put this on you. But you're gonna have to swallow a thin tube," she explained, holding up an oxygen face mask with a long tube hanging where the mouth is supposed to be. "I promise it will be painless. And it's connected to an oxygen tank."

Trusting her, Marvin swallowed the tube carefully as Violet secured the mask to his face. It covered his nose and mouth securely while two thick tubes were connected to the front of the mask. One for the oxygen at the nose and the other at the mouth getting attached to the glass tank. "Ready?" Violet asked Marvin, to which he nodded. She flicked a switch before hearing a hum. The two humans saw the juice going through the tubes as Marvin's stomach was being emptied out and Isabel was rubbing his belly as she comforted him during the process.

Then she decided to rub his facial cheeks from having the thing pressed against his mouth. He gave her a thankful look as she stuck by his side. "Are we friends now?" She asked and the Martian shook his head gently. "Best friends?" He nodded. She smiled and gives him a kiss on the forehead. "Thank you for trusting me."

He gave her another nod and she held his gloved hand as she felt his shrinking tummy. She was glad that it didn't require sticking him with a pin to get the juice out.

Surprisingly for a thin tube, it was really fast at sucking the juice out. Both Isabel and Violet were making sure he got feeling in his body again to be able to move. And every few minutes or so, Marvin would wiggle a bit to help out. After an hour, Marvin was back to normal and Violet turned off the machine. Then she took the mask thing off, Marvin gagging a bit on the tube as it slid out of his mouth.

"Finally, I'm back to skinny me again!" He said happily when he got off of the chair. Then he rubbed his face to massage the soreness. "Ugh, I hated that thing though."

Isabel picked him up and held him in her arms. "I'm glad you're not a blueberry anymore," she said happily.

"Me too," he said happily and hugged her and Violet smiled happily. "And thank you, Violet. Good luck with your schooling."

"Thank you, Marvin, and you're welcome," she said sweetly.

Isabel then looked at the kid with a confused expression. "What time is it?" She asked.

"Three in the morning," Violet said.

Both human and Martian looked at each other. "Let's get you back in bed," Isabel told him and looked at Violet again. "Thank you."

The child notified Wonka before helping them get to the factory's entrance. Then she gave Marvin a prescription bottle. "This is to get rid of the blue color, and I recommend you don't eat any blueberries from two weeks to a month so you don't inflate yourself again," she explained.

Marvin nodded understandingly. "Yes ma'am," he said as he took the medicine. "And I promise to return the suit."

Violet dismissed them with a wave and they left. When the two were at Marvin's place, Isabel sat on the couch and sent a text to Rachel to let her know all was well while Marvin was changing into his pajamas before joining Isabel.

"Oh, I'm so happy," Marvin said as he felt his stomach. "I'm no longer swollen anymore and I can walk normally now." He then happily did a hand stand before standing normally.

Isabel smiled and chuckled as Marvin climbed onto the couch. "Good night, Marvin," she said as they cuddled.

"Good night, Isabel," he said as the two dozed off happily until the morning sun rose.

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