AN3/ I'm on a LotR high. Just watched all three movies in a row two times. It was hypnotic! Gimli *swoon*...sorry. Fangirl moment.

Anyway, on to the disclaimer!
I do not own in any way, shape, or form the awesomocity that is Professor Tolkien's work of genius. Also I don't own 's masterpiece.
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Willy opened his arms wide. "Before we continue our tour, I would like you all to take the time to appreciate my Chocolate Room." He plucked a leaf from a nearby tree and popped it into his mouth. "Anything you'd like to try, try it!" He encouraged.

Marie wandered over to a candy apple tree and retrieved one from the lowest branch. The Hobbits (of course!) went immediatly to the mushrooms.

"Hurry, Pippin!" Merry said through a mouthful of cream. "It's strawberry-flavored!" Pippin was not that far behind his cousin when he heard that.

Marie laughed as she watched the two enthusiastically gulped down a mushroom that was bigger than they were. "Having fun, lass?" A gruff, familiar voice asked from behind her.

Gimli sat himself down on a bit of rock-candy. He watched her as a warm smile lit her face when she realized it was him. For some reason, that caused his heart to swell inside his chest. "Hey!" She held up her apple. "These things are really good, would you like some?"

He nodded and took the fruit from her. One bite tasted sweet as his first taste of lembas. "Now take another, it tastes different each time!" She told him. The second time was savory, a slight tang of cinnimon.

"What kind of magic is this?" He examined the apple, which, while it looked like just an ordinary Red Delicious, was actually hiding all kinds of secrets beneath that seemingly innocent scarlet skin. She shrugged and grabbed another one.

"I have no idea, but I say that Wonka is a genius!"

"Thank you!" They both jumped, the chocolatier had appeared once again out of thin air. He held his hat in one hand and his cane in the other. His hair, which had been partially concealed by his hat, was cut in a bob.

Marie stared, transfixed. "Wow. Awesome haircut!"

grinned. "Yours is pretty, too. It sticks out everywhere, but.." He leaned down closer. "It still manages to frame your face."

Marie blushed, while Gimli stared grumpily at the ground to keep himself from acting very foolishly and telling the intruder to go away, Dwarf-style. Which usually includes a lot of footstamping, shouting, and head-butting in the stomach area.

Fortunately, the man's attention was called away from the two of them by a pair of rapidly gesturing Oompa-Loompas. Gimli stopped a sigh of relief in its tracks and settled with a smile in Marie's direction.

She didn't notice him staring. She was busy off in her own little world, probably coming up with more ideas for the book she was writing. She'd long ago confided in him and the rest of the Fellowship of her love of writing and reading. 'They're my passions.' He remembered how she'd sighed and caressed the book in front of her gently.

That was how he'd gotten the idea. It was soon to be her birthday and he'd planned out her present perfectly. It was almost done, all that it needed was a lock and it would be finished.

"Marie?" Gimli cursed violently inside his head, using all the most vehmenent curses he knew. It was the intruder.

"Fez.." Sighed Marie.

This threw off Willy. "Umm..." He said uncertainly. "Is she okay?" Gimli smirked and nodded.

"I'm fine, thank you." She said to them both as she stood. "What's up?"

Willy tapped a finger against the head of his cane. "We've found your friend-"

"Really? That's great!"

Willy nodded numbly and laughed nervously. "But there's..well.." He glanced back at the Oompa-Loompas, looking desperate. "There's a bit of a problem."

"Problem?" Asked Legolas as he jumped down from the uppermost branches of one of the candy apple trees. "What kind of problem? Is Mithrandir in danger?"

"Well, ahh, no.." He fiddled with the brim of his hat. "I guess it'll be easier to show you." He waved them all back into the elevator.

"Not this thing again." Groaned Boromir.

"You'll get used to it." Promised Willy as he pressed a button that was titled 'Cotton-Candy'.

One stomach-churning, extremely twisty ride later they arrived at what could only be described as one heck of an amazing room.

Pink sheep were lined up in a row and were being sheared by pairs of Oompa-Loompas. However, apart from all the pink sat a lone figure in white.

"Gandalf?" All of the Fellowship exclaimed in shock. Not because they'd found him, but because of a very surprising, somewhat humiliating fact.

Somehow, the wizard's entire beard had been sheared off his face. And he was sadly clutching something that resembled a limp rabbit in his hands..it was the remains of his once grand beard.

AN3/

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