RWAR! NEW STORY! BEWARE! *a beware sign flashes*

Neko: She doesn't own any of these characters except for her OC.

AND I WILL ONE DAY OWN THESE CHARACTERS! MOSTLY WILLY WONKA!

Willy Wonka: Did someone call me?

*spazzes* HOLY SHIT! WILLY WONKA! *glomps*

Neko: *sighs* Here's the story, enjoy!

"Here he iiiiiisssss!" the dolls sang.

I clapped and giggled with giddy. I love Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I sighed dreamily.

"I wish I could be there right now." I breathed.

The wind blew, rustling my short emo style spiky black hair. Before I could even say or do anything, my world went completely dark.

I felt the wind rushing against my skin. I opened my eyes to see that I was falling head first. I opened my mouth and let out a big scream in terror. I covered my eyes with my arms. The wind started to rush more slowly and I felt that I was going right side up. I uncovered my eyes to see that I was indeed going right up side. I landed on the ground softly. I looked around and my blue-green eyes landed on the group before me. They looked really familiar. My eyes landed on the one with the black top hat. My eyes widened in shock and I pointed.

"HOLY SHIT! IT'S WILLY PUCKING WONKA!" I shouted then squealed loudly with happiness.

He tilted head to the right, his purple leather gloves squeaking slightly. I rushed up really fast, pushing between two of the rotten kids whose names I don't care for right now for this moment. I stared up at my idol and love interest and my hands were clasped together in front of me. He flinched away slightly at my sudden closeness.

"Oh Mr. Wonka," I said out of respect, "May I come too please?"

I gave him my famous hurt puppy dog eyes. He hesitated. He was about to anwser when someone with a pride filled voice said, "Why do you get to come? You didn't win."

My pure delight faided and it was slowly replaced by a hate filled glare. I turned, glaring at the little girl behind me. I pointed at her and hissed, "You better shut the puck up before I make you, you little bubble blowing brat."

She stared at me with wide eyes, a little bit of fear in her eyes. I smirked evilly at her, pleased with my work. I turned back around to Willy and gave him the hurt puppy dog eyes once more.

"Please oh please Mr. Wonka, the greatest chocolatier in the whole world." I pleaded slightly.

He hesitated onc emore and he slowly nodded, giving in. I squeaked in delight. He looked at everyone else and smiled nervously.

"Hello starshine, the earth says hello." he said, his voice holding nervousness. I felt kinda sorry for him. He quickly got out some large index card that had a giant 'W' on the back and read them out loud.

"Dear Guests, greetings. Welcome to my factory. I shake you warmly by the hand," he paused, looking at everyone, his hand sticking out slightly. He closed his hand, making his gloves squeak, "My name is Willy Wonka."

He laughed slightly.

"Then shouldn't you be up there?" the snobby rich brat said, pointing at the chair. He frowned at her and said, "Well I couldn't very well watch the show from up there, now, could I little girl?"

I snickered slightly at her. She got TOLD! Charlie's grandfather, Joe Bucket, moved forward slightly and said, "Mr. Wonka, I don't know if you'll remember me, but I used to work here in the factory."

Willy's voice dropped slightly and his lips were in a straight, firm line.

"Were you one of those despicable spies who tried to steal my life's work and seel it to parasitic, copycat, candy-making cads?"

Grandpa Joe has honesty written all over his face and he said, "No sir."

Willy smiled, me swooning like a moron and he said, "Then wonderful. Welcome back. Let's get a move on kids."

I shivered slightly. I just noticed how cold it was. BRRRR! OH SHIT! NEED WARMTH! I raced in, passing Willy like hell was on my heels. I warmed up and I sighed, nearing melting in happiness. Everyone else walked after Willy.

"Don't you want to know our names?" fat ass chocoholic Augustus Gloops asked.

My ears perked up, listening to everyone heading my way.

"Can't imagine how it would matter. Come quickly. Far too much to see." Willy stated. I snickered. Willy was correct. He doesn't need to know their names. He probably already does know. I heard the doors closed behind them and a curtain-like thing moved as everyone else entered.

"Just drop your coats anywhere." Willy stated, dropping his coat to the side and taking off his glasses, tossing them on his jacket. I debated whether or not to take that wonderful, awesome coat. OH SCREW IT! I WANT IT! I quickly grabbed it, throwing it on and took a big wiff as I cuddled into it. OMG! It smells gooooooood. I opened my eyes to see Willy staring at me with his icy-ocean blue eyes. I merely smiled at him and said, "I'm really cold. Plus I like your coat. Can I wear it?"

He hesitated once more, staring at me with uncertainty. He sighed slightly and said, "Fine."

I beamed at him happily. Everyone else took off their coats.

"Mr. Wonka? Sure is toasty in here." Mr. Teavee said.

Willy looked from me to Mr. Teavee and said, "What? Oh yeah. I have to keep it warm in here. My workers are used to an extremely hot climate. They just can't stand the cold."

"That makes two of us." I muttered, getting a look from him.

"Who are the workers?" Charlie asked curiously. I smiled at him. I like him! He's really super nice!

"All in good time. Now..." Willy said, then turned, walking away. As we followed, Violet stared at him then hugged him. Willy gasped in shock and had a replused look. She leaped from him slightly and said, "Mr. Wonka. I'm Violet Beuaragarde."

He looked at her, still replused.

"Oh...I don't care." He said, walking again.

"Well, you should care. Because I'm gonna win the special prize at the end." she said, pride filling her voice. I snorted. HA! No you won't, you brat.

"Well, you do seem confident and confidence is key." Willy said.

Veruca suddenly stepped in front of him and he gasped once more, stopping and stepping back, replused.

"I'm Veruca Salt. It's very nice to meet you sir." She said, giving a small curtsy.

"I always thought a verruca was a type of wart you got on the bottom of your foot." He said, smiling and giving a small laugh. I once again, snickered. Veruca frowned, not finding it funny. When he wanted to walk again, he stopped, replused once more by Augustus.

"I'm Augustus Gloop. I love your chocolate." he said, munching on a chocolate bar.

Willy looked him over and said, "I can see that. So do I. I never expected to have so much in common."

He took a step forward and stopped. He then turned around, looking straight at Mike.

"You. You're Mike Teavee. You're the little devil who cracker the system." Willy said, then looked at Charlie, "And you. Well, you're just lucky to be here, aren't you?"

His gaze settled on me. I flashed him a sly smile.

"And you are?" he asked me.

"Oh! I'm Kate. Nice to meet ya Mr. Chocolate Man!" I said, still flashing him a sly smile. He hummed slightly and looked at the kids parents.

"And the rest of you must be their --"

He tried to say 'parents', but he couldn't get it out. Most likely cause of his own childhood with his father.

"Parents." Mr. Salt said.

"Yeah!" He forced out, "Moms and dads."

He then looked to the ground.

"Dad? Papa?"

Everyone gave him a strange look. Willy looked up at everyone and smiled.

"Okay then. Let's move along." he said as he began walking.

I quickly trailed after him, picking up his coat so no one would step on it. I walked next to Willy, making sure that I was the closest to him. As the room started to get more smaller, I grew more excited.

"An important room this. After all, it is a chocolate factory."

"Then why is the door so small?" Mike asked rudely.

I wanted to punch his face in. Too bad that he gets his later.

"That's to keep all the great big chocolatey flavor inside." Willy said.

He bent down and unlocked the tiny doors. He smiled slyly and pushed the actual doors open to reveal a candy wonderland. Sugar high land...HERE COMES MAMMA! I giggled with happiness. Everyone was amazed, except for Mike. Does anything ever excited him? Seriously.

"Now, do be careful, my dear children. Don't lose your head. Don't get over excited. Just keep very calm." Willy said, a sly smile placed on his face. HA! Like if! Augustus is already gunna lose. He already lost it. Stupid fat ass.

"It's beautiful." Charlie said, earning kudo points from me and Willy.

"What?" Willy asked then turned around, "Oh yeah, it's very beautiful."

He started walking, with me right next to him and everyone else following behind us.

"Every drop of the river is hot melted chocolate of the finest quiality," He explained as we went over the grassy hill-bridge, "The waterfall is most important. Mixes the chocolate. Churns it up. Makes it light and frothy. By the way, no other factory in the world mixes its chocolate by a waterfall. And you can take that to the bank."

He nodded firmly, pleased with himself and turned, walking away. You can take a waterfall to the bank? Uhm...YOU CAN'T! That's an epic fail right there. He waved people across and then looked up and said, "People."

Everyone halted and turned, looking at him.

"Those pipes," he started, pointing at them, "suck up the chocolate and carry it away all over the factory. Thousands of gallons an hour. Yeah. And do you like my meadow? Try some of my grass. Please have a blade. Please do. It's so delectable and so darn good-looking."

He looked at the grass, smiling.

"You can eat the grass?" Charlie asked, causing Willy to look at him.

"Of course you can," he said, walking closer, "Everything in this room is eatable. Even I'm eatable. But that is called cannibalism, my dear children and is, in, fact, frowned upon in most societies. Yeah. Enjoy."

Augustus ran away first. I wonder what Willy tastes like? Hmm...I suddenly got a perverted grin on my face, my cheeks flushing slightly with giddyness. Thankfully...no one else noticed.

"Go on. Scoot. Scoot." Willy said, making a shooing motion. Mr. Salt looked at his daughter as she ran away and then looked at Willy, who simply stared. Mr. Salt freaked slightly and went to join his daughter. Willy smirked with a small 'heh'. His gaze settled on me, which I haven't gone away. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"So why are you here again little girl?" he asked.

I frowned, my eyes narrowing at him slightly. Did he seriously already forget that I asked to come here? Guess so.

"I'm here because I want to be, plus...you said I could." I stated.

He made an 'oh' sound. O...M...G...I seriously want to french him right now. My face suddenly lite up, scaring Willy slightly. And I know when to french him. I let out a giggle which turned into an evil laugh. I stopped in mid-laugh, blushing slightly.

"Sorry Willy." I said then gasped at my mistake. Before he could ask or even correct me, a voice said, "Daddy, look over there."

I shot daggers at her. Damn little rich brat! I sighed irritably.

"What is it?" Veruca asked, "It's a little person. Over there by the waterfall."

"There's two of them." Mrs. Beauregarde said.

"There's more than two." Mr. Teavee stated.

"Where do they come from?" Mrs. Gloop asked.

"Who are they?" Charlie asked, asking the right question. DING! He won more kudos from me!

"Are they real people?" Mike asked.

Willy frowned slightly at him and said, "Of course they're real people. They're Oompa-Loopmas."

"Oopma-Loopmas?" Mr. Salt asked, disbelieving.

"Imported, driect from Loopmaland." Willy said smugly.

"There's no such place." Mr. Teavee said.

HA! That's what he thinks! His logic here...FAILS! BWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

"What?" Willy asked, irritation evident in his voice.

"Mr. Wonka. I teach high school geography and I'm here to tell you -"

"Well, then you'll know all about it and, oh, what a terrible country it is." Willy said, interupting Mr. Teavee.

*Sucker.* I thought towards him.

"The whole place is nothing, bu thick jungles infested by the most dangerous beasts in the entire world, "he said.

"More dangerous then reporters?" I asked innocently.

He looked at me, pondering slightly then said, "I'm not sure."

I rolled my eyes. They probably were. Willy then continued, "Hernswogglers and snozzwangers and those terrible, wicker whangdoodles."

I giggled at the names. They were funny names. Willy shot me a look and I shut up...for now that is.

"I went to Loompaland look for exotic new flavores for candy. Instead, I found Oompa-Loopmas. They lived in tree houses tp escape from the fierce creatures who lived below. The Oompa-Loopmas ate nothing, but green caterpillers, which tasted revolting."

I made a face. They defently do sound revolting.

"The Oompa-Loompas looked for other things to mash up with the caterpillars to make them taste better. Red beetles, the bark of the bong-bong tree. All of them beastly, but not quite so beastly as the caterpillars. An Oompa-Loompa was lucky if he found three or four cocoa beans a year. But, oh, how they craved them. All they'd ever think about was cocoa beans. The cocoa bean is the thing from wich chocolate is made, so I told the chief-" He said, which everyone, I believe got it or not.

"They are such wonderful workers. I feel I must warn you, though they are rather mischievous. Always making jokes." he siad, chuckling slightly.

"Augustus, my child, that is not a good thing you do!" Mrs. Gloop shouted.

Oh great...I looked over to see him dipping his hand into the chocolate river and slurping it up into his mouth.

"Hey little boy," Willy called, walking near the bank of the river, "My chocolate must be untouched by human hands."

Augustus then fell in, making Willy shut his eyes in anger.

"He'll drown, "Mrs. Gloop said, shocked then turned to Willy, "he can't swim. Save him! Augustus! No!"

Willy looked to the side, seeing the chocolate pipes drawing near Augustus's postion.

"Augustus!" Mrs. Gloop cried out. The pipes went into the chocolate river, beginning to suck up the chocolate. Augustus began to be drawn in near the pipes.

"Augustus, watch out!" Mrs. Gloop shouted to him. Ha! Like he can actually move. He started to go round and round. Whoa...Dizzy mode. He suddenly went under and shot up into the pipe.

"There he goes." Violet said.

"Call the fire brigade!" Mrs. Gloop cried in terror.

"It's a wonder how that pipeis big enough." Mrs. Beauregarde said, amamzed.

"It isn't big enough. He's slowly down." Charlie said.

"He's gonna stick." Mike said.

"I think he has." His father said.

"He's blocked the whole pipe." Mr. Salt said.

"Look. The Oompa-Loompas." Charlie said.

I heard a funky beat starting up. SWEET! MUSIC TIME! WOOHOO!

"What are they doing?" Veruca asked.

Willy turned his head in their direction, smiling at his workers and said, "Well I believe they're going to treat us to a little song. It is quite a special occasion, of course. They haven't had a fresh audience in many a moon."

I started to dance slightly, swaying with Willy to the beat.

Augustus Gloop, Augustus Gloop, the great big greedy nincompoop
Augustus Gloop, so big and vile, so greedy, foul, and infantile.

"Come on," we cried, "The time is ripe, to send him shooting up the pipe."
But don't dear children be alarmed
Augustus Gloop will not be harmed; Augustus Gloop will not be harmed.

Although of course we must admit, he will be altered quite a bit
Slowly wheels go round and round, and cogs begin to grind and pound
We'll boil him for a minute more, until we're absolutely sure
Then out he comes, by God, by grace, a miracle has taken place, a miracle has taken place.

This greedy brute, this louse's ear is loved by people everywhere
For who could hate or bear a grudge agains't a luscious bit of FUDGE!!!

As the song faided away, the pipes started to leave. Willy, of course, started clapping and said, "Bravo. Well done! Aren't they delightful? Aren't they charming?"

I do say, that all seemed rather rehearsed." Mr. Salt said.

"Like they knew that it was gonna happen." Mike said.

Willy frowned slightly and said, "Oh, poppycock."

He walked away slightly and Mrs. Gloop ran up to him.

"Where is my son? Where does that pipe go to?"

He pointed and said, "That pipe, it just so happens to lead directly to the room where I make delicious strawberry-flavored, chocolate-coated fudge."

"Then he will be made into strawberry-flavored, chocolate-coated fudge. They'll be selling him by the pound all over the world?" she asked fearfully.

"No. I wouldn't allow it. The taste would be terrible. Can you imagine Augustus-flavored, chocolate-coated fudge Gloop? Ehw. No on would buy it." he said, getting a disbelief look by her. Willy then make the Loompa call. I stared at his tongue as he did that. Droolville...here I come...An Oompa-Loompa came forward and Willy said, "I want you to take Mrs. Gloop up to the Fudge Room, okay? Help her find her son. Take a long stick and start poking around in ht ebig chocolate-mising barrel, okay?"

The Oompa-Loompa then crossed his arms over his chest and Willy copied, both bowing slightly. The small man came up and pulled Mrs. Gloop by the end of her dress to follow him.

"Mr. Wonka?" Charlie started.

"Huh?" Willy asked, looking at him.

"Why would Augustus' name already be in the Oompa Loompa song, unless-?"

"Improvisation is a parlor trick. Anyone can do it, "Willy said and looked at me, "You. Say something. Anything."

I smirked slightly and sang,"I want nobody, nobody, but chu."

He gave me a look, a blush covering his cheeks slightly. He looked at Violet and said, "You, little girl. Say something. Anything."

"Chewing gum." she repiled.

"Chewing gum is really gross. Chewing gum, I hate the most. See? Excatly the same."

"No it isn't." Mike sneered.

"Uh, you really shouldn't mumble. Because I can't understand a word you're saying. Now," Willy said, clutching his cane, "on with the tour."

We all walked towards the river, me right next to Willy. A pink seahorse boat came up with a bunch of Oompa-Loompas. They stopped and laughed.

"What's so funny?" Violet asked. I pointed at her and shouted, "YOUR FACE!"

I heard a chuckle from Willy and he leaned over my shoulder. I took a wiff of his scent. He smells waaaaaaaay better then his jacket.

"I think it's from all those doggone cocoa beans. Hey, by the way, did you guys know that chocolate contains a property that triggers the release of endorphins? Give one the feeling of being," he paused, looking at me, "in love."

"You don't say?" Mrs. Beauregarde said, sending him a flirty look. I glared daggers at her then wrapped my arms around Willy's neck, pulling his head down, which he let a 'ah' out in surprise and I thrusted my tongue into his mouth, frenching him big time. His eyes were wide with shock. My eyes were open and I smirked slightly against his lips. DAMN! HE TASTES WAAAAAY BETTER THEN HIS SCENT! I pulled away, Willy's face dark red and in shock and then looked at everyone, whose faces held shock.

"What?" I said innocently, "It was the endorphins. I swear."

I turned away from them. Willy was the only one who could see my face, which held a smirk and I snickered to myself quietly.

"All aboard." Willy said, his voice squeaking high. Everyone piled on. I grinned again. Way to easy. As Willy sat down, I said to Grandpa Joe, "Can you cover Charlie's eyes real quick?"

He gave me a confused look, but did it anyway. I piled in and plopped down on Will'y lap, facing him. I began to grind against him, his coat hiding my movements from everyone else then started to whisper sing to him, "So come on and give it to me anyway you can. Anyway you want to do it and I'll take it like a man."

He flushed even darker and he squeaked, "Onward."

The boat begain forward to the beat of the drum. I stopped grinding and turned around, still sitting in his lap. I could feel 'little Willy' poking me, not that I minded. To distract himself, he took a ladle and dipped it into the river then pulled it out, handing it towards Charlie.

"Here. Try some of this. It'll do you good. You look starved to death."

Charlie took a sup, licking his lips, smiling and said, "It's great!" then handed it to his grandfather.

"That's because it's mixed by a waterfall. The waterfall is most important. Mixes the chocolate, churns it up, makes it light and frothy. By the way, no other factory in the world-"

"You already said that." Veruca interrupted.

*Go jump off a bridge you pathetic snob.* I thought evilly.

Wily closed his hand, making his glove squeak. His hand settled on my waist, holding me securely against him.

"You're all quite short, aren't you?" he asked and I giggled.

"Well, yeah. We're children." Violet said snobbily.

"Well, that's no excuse. I was never as short as you."

"You were onece." Mike said.

"Was not. Know why? Because I remember distincly remember putting a hat on top of my head. Look at your short, little arms. You could never reach." he said.

I took his hat and place it on my head, giving him a 'now what man?' look. He simply looked at me in wonder. I smiled at him shyly.

"Do you remember what is was like being a kid?" Charlie asked.

"Oh, boy, do I," Willy said, smiling slightly then frowned, "Do I?"

His flashback started. I looked at Charlie and said, "I like you Charlie. I have a feeling that you'll win the special prize."

He smiled warmly at me then looked ahead to see a dark tunnel. I looked forward also and started to bounce. Yay, yay, yay, yay!

"Mr. Wonka? Mr. Wonka?" Charlie called, snapping Willy out of his daze slightly, "We're headed for a tunnel."

"Oh, yeah," Willy said, still dazed, "Full speed ahead."

The drumming got faster. SWAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!

"How can they see where they're going?" Violet asked.

"They can't. There's no knowing where they're going. Switch on the lights!"

The lights came on and the boat fell downward at a fast speed. I put my hands up and screamed in joy.

"Faster! Faster! Fast-" I stopped on the third faster when we slowed down and everyone looked at me.

"Not like that perverts." I hissed at them and they looked away.

"People! Keep an eye out, we're passing some important rooms." Willy said.

We passed some rooms like Clotted Cream, Coffee Cream, and when we came up to a room called 'Hair Cream', Mrs. Beauregarde turned and asked, "What do you use Hair Cream for?"

Willy looked at her from over my shoulder and puffed a piece of his hair and said, "To lock in moisture."

He then giggled slightly. She turned around, slightly freaked out by him. I heard whips and looked towards the source.

"Whipped cream." Charlie said excitedly.

Willy look from him to the room, smiling and said, "Precisely."

"That doesn't make sense." Veruca said.

Willy looked at her, not pleased.

"For your information, little girl, whipped cream isn't whipped cream at all unless it's been whipped with whips. Everybody know that." He said, smiling smugily.

"Fo sho!" I added.

Everyone turned around and there was more rapids.

"WOOHOO!" I shrieked with joy.

We turned completely around at one point then went forward once more. The boat slowed and Willy said, "Stop that boat. I wanna show you guys something."

I looked up to see that Inventing Room. SWAEET! Everyone piled out. I helped Charlie with his grandfather and Willy got out, holding his hand out for me. I smiled at him and grasped his hand as he pulled me up.

"Bye Oompa-Loompas! See ya'll later!" I said to them, smiling brightly and friendly at them. I felt Willy tightened his hand on my hand and tugged me forward into the Inventing Room. I smirked. Time for the next rotten kid to leave.

DAMN! THIS TOOK ME FOREVER! But it's worth it! *rubs hands which are in pain*

Neko: No kidding. Plus the fact you accidently went back and forgot to save it.

SHUT UP! *pouts* READ AND REVIEW PEOPLE! READ AND REVIEW!