A/N: Hey, everybody! Happy July 15th! If you don't know, July 15th is the day the 2005 movie came out in theaters, so today is the 12th anniversary of the movie! To celebrate, here's a new chapter of The Loompaland Log! Now, let me respond to all your reviews! To Linkwonka88, yeah, Beauty and the Beast is definitely my favorite Disney movie as well, but Cinderella seems to mirror Wonka's own personal life better, so that's why I used it. To TheIndividualist, thank you! I've been thinking about this story a lot. Way before I even started writing it. So that's why there's so much detail-because I've been thinking about all the details of Loompaland for a good three years now. To Turrislucidus, I truly do thank you for the criticism you provided. I don't mean that in any sarcastic way, either. Your criticism for my stories does make me take a closer examination on them and truly decide what does and doesn't work. I've agreed with some of your criticisms for my other stories in the past, but I think we're just going to have to agree to disagree here. I've already given my arguments for the red beetle and the boat, and I could go on if I really wanted to, but I don't. I really don't. If you disagree with some of the decisions I've made in this story, that's perfectly fine. I just really want to stop arguing about red beetles and boats. I'm glad you liked the names I came up with for the Oompa-Loompas. It was fun creating them. Describing the creatures was also fun, so I'm glad you enjoyed those aspects as well. I wanted to keep the way the Oompa-Loompas' minds worked still somewhat of a mystery, but still provide some explanation of how they're able to improvise so well, so I just made it all Willy's speculation, but who knows? He could be right. And, yeah, Yoortsha and Willy's factory do sound alike, don't they? Hm. Interesting food for thought. I do think Cinderella gets a bad reputation in our modern day. People seem to focus too much on the fact that Cinderella didn't get out of her situation herself, when there's really a bigger picture to it all. To me, it always came off as a story of being rewarded for keeping hope, patience, and kindness, even when in a seemingly inescapable bad situation. I think that's a pretty good message, but hey, people will all respond to things differently. To mattTheWriter072, thank you. I really wanted to make sure that I included all those little things like games the Oompa-Loompas play or the type of birds that live in the treetops just so it feels like a real place that could exist in our world. Or rather, the slightly exaggerated version of our world seen in "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory". Thank you to everyone who has read/favorited/followed/reviewed this story. I know it's not a very popular story, but I still put a lot of thought and effort into it, so I appreciate everyone who has continued to support it. I hope you all enjoy this chapter!
Log 16
Today, there was another whangdoodle attack at the village. It happened just as a couple Oompa-Loompas were arriving at the village with more water in their jugs from the river. Now, you're probably expecting me to tell you that this was a terrible tragedy and that I feel so guilty that I didn't do anything. Well, you're wrong! Ha ha! Once I saw the whangdoodle lunge out from the bushes, I ran as fast as I could to the wingochanga supply in one of the treehouses, ignited one, and threw it down at the whangdoodle down below before it had the chance to kill those two Oompa-Loompas (Jasoo and Gersoodle). I'm so proud of myself! I haven't been this proud of myself since…a very long time. I know it sounds kinda pathetic, but it really hurt me whenever I couldn't help someone from being killed. And, thanks to Jeembo teaching me how to use a wingochanga, I can help now! Everyone congratulated me for saving Jasoo and Gersoodle and treated me as a hero of the village.
Wingochangas are sadly not a hugely useful defense tactic in this jungle, however. They're rather bulky, making them hard to carry around. The only reason Mahesha and I were saved from the hispmah by the wingochanga was because there was a wingochanga tree nearby. Another thing is that you have to ignite them using a special type of rock, striking it against the top of the wingochanga, so sometimes, you won't be able to even ignite it on time. Honestly, I was just lucky more than anything that I managed to ignite the wingochanga before anyone was hurt by the whangdoodle. Lastly, the wingochangas don't grow that quickly. They're more abundant than the cocoa pods, but they still only manage to harvest about ten to twenty a year.
At night, Opo Landis told us another Oompa-Loompa legend around the bonfire. This time, he told us about the first White men to come to Loompaland. Yeah, apparently, I'm not the only one. He said it was very, very long ago. Before even the elders' great grandparents were born. When the White men found the Oompa-Loompas, they quickly befriended them and sought out the tribe's help so that they could survive the dangers of the jungle.
The Oompa-Loompas believed them to be the great messengers of Kookoo-Makoray, because with them, they brought a sacred treasure: the cocoa tree. According to the legend, the cocoa trees planted on the island used to be lush and plentiful with cocoa pods, but as time went on, the trees became more and more scarce with cocoa. The White men did not last very long on the island, as they were quickly killed by the island's monstrous creatures. They were killed so quickly after their discovery that they didn't even have a chance to chart the island on a map, I presume. But their legacy still lives on through the cocoa trees.
Finally, the legend states that many years later, another messenger of Kookoo-Makoray will come to the island and save the Oompa-Loompas. Me? I'm not sure, but the Oompa-Loompas all insist that I am the future messenger spoken of in the legend. They used today as an example of me being a savior to the Oompa-Loompas, but those were just two of them. How can I possibly save the entire tribe from all the deadly beasts?
Well, anyways, as we were putting out the fire and making our way up to the treetops, some Oompa-Loompas pointed out something to me. They looked like glowing orbs floating throughout the forest. But as I looked closer, I realized that they were luminous butterflies fluttering from flower to flower! The butterflies had glowing, purple wings with orange patterns. Those were the butterflies the green caterpillars turn into that Jasoo was telling me about last night. They truly were an amazing sight to behold!
That's today in a nutshell, so I'm going to get some shuteye. Until next time, Willy Wonka.
Log 17
A new Oompa-Loompa was born today! Her name is Hinger. The last Oompa-Loompa birth before hers occurred just before I found the Oompa-Loompas, so it seems like a new Oompa-Loompa is born roughly every two weeks. That may sound quite frequent, but more Oompa-Loompas are killed within that time span than there are born, so I'm sorry to say that it seems like the Oompa-Loompa population may be slowly dwindling away. But hey, let's not dwell on the negative. It could just be a slow month for births.
Tonight, Opo Landis asked me to tell another story to all the Oompa-Loompas. But this time, he asked that I tell a story about myself, not a made-up story. So, I told them the story of Prince Pondicherry.
About two years after I opened my factory in Gumpshire, Prince Pondicherry sent me a letter, asking me to build him an entire palace made out of chocolate in New Delhi, India.
Now, of course, Prince Pondicherry isn't an actual prince. Official Indian princes and emperors were deposed in the 19th century. He's a Bollywood movie star, and "Prince Pondicherry" is only his stage name, taken from his home city, Pondicherry.
To be honest, I was kinda intimidated by the project. Could an entire palace really be constructed out of just chocolate? Well, I wasn't going to say "no" to him. At worst, the project just wouldn't be feasible. At best…well, it's a palace made of chocolate! Is there anything more awesome than that? I was willing to take the risk.
We used a special kind of chocolate that has a higher melting point than regular chocolate so that it could withstand the warm climate of India. And the project was actually successful! We managed to build the entire palace—100 rooms and all! But I knew it wouldn't last very long.
The chocolate wasn't as powerful as my Never Melting Ice Cream, so if it got to a certain temperature, it would melt just like any other chocolate. I told this to Prince Pondicherry, but he didn't listen. I flew back to Gumpshire the following day, and I eventually found out on the news that Prince Pondicherry's palace had melted, since it was an extremely hot day in India, and he was left standing in a pool of chocolate.
He soon telegrammed me, demanding me to build him another palace, this time with even stronger chocolate, but I had to refuse his offer. I had more important things to worry about. Things that I don't want to think about anymore.
The Oompa-Loompas seemed to enjoy my story quite a lot. They marveled at the idea of a chocolate palace, and they told me they would've definitely listened to my instructions to eat the palace rather than live in it.
And that's where my day comes to an end. I'll probably write back tomorrow night. Until then, Willy Wonka.
A/N: Credit goes to MyWonkaSenpai for suggesting the idea of having Willy save an Oompa-Loompa from dying. It was a good idea, so I had to include it. Thanks.