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February 15
Dear Diary,
I regret introducing Mr. Wonka to raspberry syrup, or raspberry in general, for that matter. Not that he hadn't had raspberry before, but ever since he had raspberry syrup last week, it's been raspberry everything. And as a candy tester, (who is no longer allowed to wear snazzy gloves) I am rapidly growing very sick of raspberryEspecially the raspberry-orange blends. Raspberry and orange were never meant to be together. Not according to my stomach, at least.
I was about to complain when the strangest little creature walked in. It was short, only as high as my shin, and its hair was curled like a… a… well, it was curled at the top, just know that. It's skin was dark, and I am pretty sure that it's a boy, but I can't tell, because it wont speak… or… it doesn't.
I don't mean that it doesn't communicate, because I am pretty sure it does. At least, I think that's what it was doing when it started a strange dance, involving spinning hands, and hopping on one foot. Though, seeing Willy dance back at it made me wonder if the thing wasn't just childish.
Mr. Wonka later told me that the thing was, indeed, male, and that it was a creature called an Oompah Loompah, from Loompah Land. If I hadn't seen it, I would have never believed it. The Oompah Loompah's name is Meddigar. It makes me thing of… oh drat, I've forgotten what it made me think of. It was something good, I assure you, and if I remember it, I'll be sure to let you know.
As I look back on it now, he really isn't that ugly of an Oompah Loompah (not that I know their standards for beauty. Anywho…) and, despite his short-ness, he really is very efficient around the testing room (Mr. Wonka wont let him roam the factory, and for a good reason. How would you react if you saw Meddigar? Well, you'd probably just sit there, as you are a book, but if you weren't, I'm sure you would have reacted differently).
Apparantly, Mr. Wonka is helping these little guys with some giant bug problem back on Loompah Land. Mr. Wonka says there are a hundred of those little guys there! Now, to me that seems like a lot, but he says that's actually not many at all!
So, apparently, Mr. Wonka is helping the Oompas with their bug problem, and in return he gets to use the bugs for ingredients (I don't even want to know).
Anywho (gosh, I say that a lot, don't I?), Meddigar is very nice (or so I gather, assuming Mr. Wonka translated right when I talked to him. Then again, I wouldn't put it past him to tell Meddigar that I had said something extremely offensive, and he'll never "speak" to me again.
Mr. Wonka wants me to try to help teach Meddigar English (or to even speak, for that matter) while we continues working out the kinks in that "Eye Candy" of his. He's really hung up on fixing it.
Well, Diary, I think I shall bid you goodnight. It's time for me to work at the Inn again.
Melissa