Disclaimer: I own NOTHING, Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory belongs to Roald Dahl. The only thing i own is my OC: Alison Winchester.

CHAPTER 2 - TICKETS AND TOURS
Alison
I was walking to the candy store with Charlie, – more like being dragged against my will to the candy store and once we got in, Charlie made a bee-line for the Wonka bars. I laughed, grabbing one, then waited as Charlie chose carefully. Once he found the one he wanted, i paid for our candy before he ripped into the candy bar, his face lighting up when he discovered the last golden ticket. The cashier noticed and congratulated Charlie, then out of no where, the people in the candy shop swarmed him, bribing him with money in exchange for the ticket. I wrapped a protective arm around Charlie, "you've got to be kidding me? Are you all out of your damn minds? How can you even consider trading a child's dream for money? It's pathetic" i said, then lead Charlie out of the shop.
"Alison, why did you do that? I could've gotten enough money for my family." Charlie said.
"No. No way. I'm not going to let you pass up a once in a lifetime chance to meet your inspiration. Your family may be struggling, but so is mine. If i were you, i would take the golden ticket any day over money, this ticket thing will never happen again, Charlie." I told him.
Charlie sighed, gazing down at the ticket for a while, then he looked up at me and smiled, "okay, i'll go, but only if you go with me"
"Sure, i'll go with you" i said, returning the smile.
"Thank you Alison" Charlie said, hugging me, then we walked back to his house, well, no, more like ran, Charlie cheering and announcing he won. I plopped down on the couch, then Emma spoke, "so, who did you choose to go with you?"
"Alison" he answered, pointing to me.
"Lucky" Sam and Dean grumbled.
I smiled innocently, shrugging, "not my fault, the kid obviously likes me better" i said.
"Dinner's ready!" Emma called out a while later and we headed to the table.
"You know, i find it totally unfair that you're gonna ditch us for the chocolate factory" Dean said.
I rolled my eyes, "relax, you two will live without me for a day. You've done it before when i would stay behind with Bobby" i said.
"Yeah, you're right" Sam said.
Dean nodded, "fine, but bring me back something, like a pie"
I rolled my eyes again, "we'll see" i said, then i left to Charlie's room after i finished, finding him asleep. I smiled, poor kid couldn't wait until tomorrow. I sighed, then sat on my "bed", flipping through dad's journal once again, reading his journal entries, wishing i knew all this before he died. I ran my fingers over the worn pages and wondered if Dean or Sam read any of this. I put the journal away, then laid down, trying to fall asleep.

Alison
Me and Charlie stood outside the gates of the factory along wth the other 4 contestants, my duffle bag hanging off my shoulder. Just in case. I leaned over towards the front, looking at the other people and knew someone was going to get ganked, or blasted with rock salt. I sighed, knowing today was going to be a long friggin' day. I scrunched my nose in disgust as the Augustus kid stuffed his face with chocolate, him and his mother both equally round.
The next in line pissed me off, the spoiled little brat, Veruca was demanding her father to make time go faster.
I rolled my eyes as my gaze landed on the Barbie and her mini-me. Jesus Christ, it was disgusting how families matched. I yearned to throw Ruby's knife at Violet as she blew a bubble before snapping it annoyingly, then her gaze fell to Charlie and she sneered at him before meeting my eyes. Instead of glaring, i rose a blonde brow with a taunting smirk. She looked away, knowing she was going to have me as competition. I never participated in these things, but when it came down to it, i was just as competitive, a big challenge to others, thanks to Dean.
The pair next to me seemed relatively normal, then the kid, Mike, turned his glare to me, which changed to one of what i call 'Dean's smirks'. Oh god no, that's just disgusting. I broke eye contact and shuddered visibly.
The time on my phone turned 10:00 and the gates slowly opened.
"Please enter" a voice directed over a speaker.
As if on cue, everyone ran through the gates, well, except for the Gloops and me, i was dragged along. We then waited, the voice coming out again, "come forward" followed by "close the gates"
i looked around for the tour guide as we walked, then the voice said, "Dear visitors, it is my great pleasure to welcome you to my humble factory", then the voice asked, "who am i?" and doors opened, revealing a small stage with puppets, which began singing. I stepped back, reaching behind for my gun, sighing as i realized i had it in my bag.
Charlie looked up at me, concerned, "you okay, Alison?" He asked quietly.
"I'm not exactly a fan of... puppets. It might seem stupid, but i actually have a fear of puppets, just like Sam has a fear of clowns" i said softly. Instead of laughing, Charlie looked up at me in curiosity, "why?"
God i loved this kid, unlike other kids, he was more understanding.
I shrugged, "i guess i've had bad experiences with them" i said, then watched as a velvet chair rose from the center of the stage and sparks began shooting off, setting the stage on fire, which brought back memories of mom's death. I looked away, trying to push the memories away. When it ended, I jumped out of my skin as i heard clapping beside me and i turned to see a guy about Sam's height, wearing a black trenchcoat, bug-eyed glasses, a top hat and boots that looked like they belonged to a pirate. "Wasn't that wonderful?!" He asked gleefully, "i was afraid the ending was a little weird, but wow!"
"Who are you?" Violet asked, arching a brow as she smacked her gum.
"It's Willy Wonka" i said, recognizing the W on his hat and coat.
"Good morning, Starshine! The Earth says Hello!" He suddenly greeted awkwardly.
I bit my lip, then sighed softly, "um, hello" i responded, trying to save him the embarrassment, watching him move to the front to welcome us.

Willy
As i stood before the group, my gaze landed on the girl on the end, the one who said hi. Wow, she was insanely beautiful, her skin was like the finest white chocolate, her hair was a beautiful, golden honey color, her eyes were a shade of green and her body curved and shaped in ways that can make a man wild with the desire to trace the curvy shape. I snapped out of my thoughts when i realized they were waiting on me. I cleared my throat awkwardly and fumbled with my cards, reading, "Dear guests, greetings, i shake you warmly by the hand" i said, holding my free hand out, before pulling back and continuing, "my name is Willy Wonka"
"Then shouldn't you be up there?" A little girl asked, pointing to the chair.
"Well, i couldn't very well watch the show from up there now can i, little girl" i responded sassily, earning an approving nod from the pretty honey-blonde who then glared at the little girl. I smiled in satisfaction, then turned on my heel, leading the group into the factory, saying, "let's move on kids, so much to see and so little time"
A really round kid walked behind me and asked, "don't you want to know our names?"
"I don't see why it would matter" i answered, i only wanted the honey-blonde's name. I lead the group into the foyer and said, "come quickly, far too much to see" i continued walking, then spoke up, "just drop your coats anywhere" i said, taking off my coat and glasses, throwing them on the pile of other coats. I looked up, watching as the honey-blonde slowly shed her jacket, dropping it on the pile, then i noticed she was gripping onto the duffle hanging off her shoulder. She looked up and met my eyes. I tilted my head, "why don't you put that down?" I suggested.
The girl narrowed her eyes, "no. I never leave this behind" she said.

Alison
No way was i leaving my stuff. I didn't trust him or this factory, so better safe than sorry.
Willy sighed, "okay then" he said, but his gaze was questioning. I broke eye contact, gripping the strap tighter.
"Mr. Wonka, it sure is toasty in here" Mr. Teevee compained, averting Wonka's attention.
"Huh, oh yeah. I keep it warm in here because my workers are used to an extremely warm climate. They just can't stand the cold" he said.
"Who are the workers?" Charlie asked, his eyes lighting up with excitement and curiosity.
Willy looked at Charlie and grinned mischeviously, reminding me of Gabriel. "All in good time" he said, then began walking, stopping dead in his tracks, stiffening like Castiel as Little Miss Bubblegum hugged him. She looked up at him and smiled, "Mr. Wonka, i'm Violet Beauregarde" she said.
"I don't care" he said, smiling uneasily before he broke free of her embrace and began walking again, while Violet bragged about how she was going to be the winner. I rolled my eyes at the same time as him, listening to him respond, then Veruca suddenly stepped out in front of him, causing him to stop again while she curtsied and introduced herself.
"I always thought a veruca was a wart you find at the bottom of your foot" he said with a small laugh and i couldn't help but snicker quietly as the little twerp pouted.
Willy walked around Veruca only to have Augustus stop him, stuffing his face with chocolate. "I'm Augustus Gloop and i love your chocolate" he said with his mouth full.
Willy nodded, "i see that" obviously grossed out, "so do i, who knew we had so much in common?" He said sarcastically, then spun around to face the rest of us, smiling.
"And you, you're Mike Teevee. You're the little devil who cracked the system" he said, then turned his eyes onto me and Charlie, "and you, well you're just lucky to be here" he said before his eyes locked on mine. I held his gaze, watching his violet eyes soften, then he blinked, looking away and addressed the other adults, "and the rest of you must be their p... p-p-p..."
"Parents?" Mr. Teevee filled in.
"Yeah, moms and dads... dad... papa?" He trailed off, becoming dazed, a weird look on his face. I reacted out of instinct, opening my bag, but Mr. Salt snapped Willy out of his trance before i could pull out my holy water and see if the Chocolatier wasn't possesed. Can't be too sure. With everything i've seen, i knew better. Anything could happen.
"Let's get a move on" he said, then we followed as he began walking. Augustus walked beside Charlie, opening another chocolate bar, then looked at Charlie, "would you like some chocolate?" He offered.
"Sure" Charlie smiled.
"Then you should've brought some" he said, and i itched to smack the kid's chocolate to the floor, but instead, i held back. I let out a slow breath before i dug into my bag.
"Alison, what are you doing?" Charlie whispered, worried, knowing i had my weapons.
"Relax, Charlie" i said, then pulled out a Wonka bar, "here, i never ate it" i said, handing it to Charlie.
He smiled, "thanks Alison" he said, then munched quietly on the candy while we followed Willy.