A/N: I know that I haven't posted anything for a long time, but I saw your reviews and decided to continue. I hope you like this chapter, but it isn't the last one. I worked out this title for the chapter because of The Cure's song "Friday". You know, I like to sing it that way: I don't care if Violet's blue, Wonka's dumb, Veruca too. Everyone, I don't care about you, It's Charlie I'm in love! And now guess: Who loves Charlie:)))))

Chapter 11: It's Charlie I'm in love

The situation got worse. Mike was unconscious, and Charlie just didn't know how to deal with problems like these. Why should Mike be unconscious? Just a couple of bee stings couldn't do much harm to him, and the pond was too small to drown in it. "What if the pond is poisoned? No, it sounds ridiculous. I mean, why would Mr. Wonka want to poison a nice little pond? Really, I'm starting to become paranoid".

Meanwhile, the oompa-loompas made some sort of hammock out of tree leaves. They gathered at each side of Mike's body and laid him on the hammock. Charlie got amused: "You little devils, how are you going to carry him? He's three times larger and heavier than you!" But when you say something amusing, you always pay for it. Even if you say it to an oompa-loompa. The oompa chief (I mean, the fattest and the meanest one) showed Charlie his place in the front line of the hammock. It almost felt like the chief said: "Ha! You're the one who'll carry him, stupid!"

Charlie didn't say anything. At least the oompa-loompas could lead them to the elevator, and he was sure that Willy Wonka was able to cure Mike. That's why he took the front line of the hammock and helped five other oompa-loompas to carry his friend. Mike wasn't very heavy, and Charlie noticed that maybe he was a little bit too thin for his age.

The oompa-loompa chief lead the way, and soon they got out of the village and started moving along the iron corridors. The little man turned right, then left, then right, then left, then right. "Hey, he uses my strategy!" – Charlie thought, amused. Maybe it's some sort of place where you can get anywhere from anywhere? A sort of third dimension? With a day like he had, Charlie started believing in anything.

After 15 minutes of walking, they ended up near a huge elevator, just the one that Willy Wonka wanted them to find. Near the elevator Charlie found Mike's walky-talky, all covered in dry chocolate spots. Charlie put the hammock on the floor and took the instrument in his hands.

-This is Charlie, over.

-Charlie? What has happened to my son, Mike? Is he alright?

-Well, almost. – Charlie said. He didn't want anyone to panic, and he wouldn't tell anything to a loving parent until they were on the upper levels.

-Charlie, is that you? Oh, I'm glad to hear you're alright. – Mr. Wonka's voice said. – People here are so dumb! I got bored in half an hour! All they talk about is you and your tiny friend! Honestly, no one is actually interested in the factory itself…

- Mr. Wonka, we reached the elevator. Now what's the floor we should reach?

-You reached the elevator! That's so nice! There was at least five places where you little kiddies could hurt yourselves. I, personally, was especially worried about my beehives.

-What's the problem with them, Mr. Wonka?

- Well, it's one of my unlucky experiments, really. I knew that some people didn't like chocolate, so I decided to produce honey that had the same effect that chocolate gives. I mean, eating chocolate produces a lot of endorphins, and they give you a feeling of love. I wanted to make honey have the same effect on human organism.

- Wow, that's a great idea, Mr. Wonka! And then what happened?

-Unfortunately, my calculations were incorrect. The honey which my bees produced was absolutely ordinary. The side effect was that a single bee sting increases the level of endorphins to the critical level! And you know what that means! The person who got stings from my bees first faints, and when he or she wakes up, falls in love with the first person or thing he sees. Luckily, this effect stops working in a few hours, but still… I'm glad you didn't become one of their victims. See you in the Nut Room, guys!

Mr. Wonka ended the communication. Charlie didn't understand everything that the chocolatier said, but now he knew that Mike wasn't in a big danger. Suddenly, Mike woke up and said in a very weak voice: "What happened? Where am I?"

Charlie hurried to see if Mike's okay. Indeed, the computer kid looked very strange for himself. His eyes were opened wide, and he looked at Charlie with excessively big attention.

-Charlie, it's so good to see you again! I thought I died and met the Satan. – Mike whispered with a smile.

-No, Mike you're still alive, and we'll soon get out of this place.

-Charlie, something is terribly wrong with me.

-What is it? Does it hurt?

-No, actually, it feels nice in a weird sort of way.

-Are you sick? Maybe you could tell me the symptoms?

-All right. When I look at you, I feel all dizzy, my heart beats very fast, and my cheeks become very hot.

Charlie got it now. Mike was overdosed with endorphins, and he was the first person to fall in love with. Not only the problem was that he couldn't cure Mike, but also that the boy looked too cute in such a situation, and Charlie started feeling dizzy himself.

-Is that all, Mike? – he asked.

-No. I also really want to do this.

At these words, he got up from the hammock, put his arms around Charlie's neck, and kissed him.