I don't own the song Brothers Under the Sun. It is the property of Bryan Adams and is found on the Spirit, stallion of the Cimarron soundtrack.
Charlie stood in the Chocolate Room, surrounded by his family and the oompa-loompas. They were there to say a last goodbye.
Charlie had had the oompa-loompas make him a Chocolatier outfit that he planned to wear for the first time when they had all come home after he'd graduated. He'd wanted to surprise Willy. Now, he never would. He wore it now. It was modeled after Willy's outfit. The jacket was a forest green in color. The shirt was mint green. The vest was white. Charlie's pants and shoes, like Willy's were black. Charlie didn't wear a hat, and he was bare handed. Neither did he carry a cane, except for Willy's at the moment.
He turned to face the crowd. "Thank you for coming on such short notice," he said. "I wanted to arrange something to say a last goodbye to Willy. He was my mentor. And my friend. I remembered one time in the Inventing Room hearing a song on the radio and thinking that it described Willy and me perfectly. I decided to sing it for Willy. It's called 'Brothers under the sun'." Charlie nodded to the musical oompa-loompas and they struck up the melody. Charlie's voice came in at the right moment with only the hint of a quaver.
"I had a dream - of the wide open prairie
I had a dream - of the pale morning sky
I had a dream - that we flew on golden wings
And we were the same - just the same - you and I
"Follow your heart - little child of the west wind
Follow the voice - that's calling you home
Follow your dreams - but always, remember me
I am your brother - under the sun
"We are like birds of a feather
We are two hearts joined together
We will be forever as one
My brother under the sun
"Wherever you hear - the wind in the canyon
Wherever you see - the buffalo run
Wherever you go - I'll be there beside you
'Cause you are my brother - my brother under the sun
"We are like birds of a feather
We are two hearts joined together
We will be forever as one
My brother under the sun"
Charlie came forwards slowly, carrying Willy's cane and top hat. He set the cane point down in the chocolate soil and pushed it in. Then he took Willy's top hat and set it on top of the cane.
"Under the Sun
Under the Sun
My Brother Under the Sun"
As the last haunting notes of the song died away, many of the spectators had tears in their eyes, if not running down their faces. Charlie, himself, was looking a little damp eyed as he turned to face them.
Before he could speak, though, there came a new voice. "Wonderful song, Charlie! I never knew you were such a great singer." Everybody turned towards the sound of the voice.
There, hatless and caneless, stood Willy Wonka.
"Aaaaaaaaahhh!" Charlie screamed. "A ghost!" Then he took off running for the door at the other end. Everyone else, who'd had the same reaction, followed him.
A/N: So Willy Wonka's a ghost and haunting the factory now, huh? Hmmm...