A/N: Response Time: To Linkwonka88, well, you'll just have to wait and see, won't you? To mattTheWriter072, I know, it's hard to imagine such a child could exist, but just you wait; more brats are to come. This chapter was written by dragonserpent18. Enjoy!
A week had passed by, and Wonka was more anxious than ever. "How is this going to work out? I don't understand how this keeps happening! I just hope things don't happen like this a third time!"
"I'm sure things will work out much better this time around," an Oompa-Loompa said. The Oompa-Loompa put his hand on Wonka's shoulder to cheer him up.
"Maybe you're right," Wonka hoped. "Perhaps, there is a chance it won't happen again. Maybe a 99.9% chance it won't happen again." Unfortunately, Wonka failed to learn from the two basic elements in the class of Statistics. First, most statistics are nonsense. Secondly, even if there is 99.9% of success, the 0.1% chance of failure can still happen. After all, even though lightning striking you is a slim chance, people still get struck by it. It's sad, but true. Wonka didn't know it yet, but he was about to get struck big time. Not with lightning, mind you.
The next day, the third ticket was found in America. Wonka said to himself, "This might work! After all, what are the chances it's going to happen again?"
An Oompa-Loompa looked at him and snidely said, "Don't press your luck."
The news anchor came up and said, "This just in. The third ticket was found indeed. Right here in America. To be specific, it was found in the city of New York City, New York."
Wonka gloated, "Ha! The third ticket winner lived in Atlanta, Georgia! How about them apples?"
The Oompa-Loompas simultaneously said, "She could have moved, you know." Wonka glared and continued to watch.
The news anchor continued, "We are now live in New York, where we approach the Mattingly residence. The lucky winner of ticket number three is Rouge Mattingly, daughter of Violet Mattingly."
When Wonka heard the name Violet, he became worried, "Well it's not like that's Miss Beauregarde." When the door opened, a slender, blond woman welcomed everyone in. She seemed very nice and talkative, yet somewhat intimidating. Wonka became worried, "You don't think she changed back to her old self again, do you?"
An Oompa-Loompa answered, "If I recall, the twenty Oompa-Loompas who tried the gum changed back over time."
Wonka replied, "Still, I don't think that's the same girl."
However, the anchor announced, "Not only that, but here's the kicker: the mother of the lucky winner was a golden ticket winner herself, formerly known as Violet Beauregarde, now the wife of the famous record producer, Tim Mattingly!"
Wonka stood up, held up his arms and said, "You have got to be kidding me!"
The Oompa-Loompas simultaneously shushed Wonka and continued watching. Violet came in front of the cameras to say, "While it's true that I did win the ticket, I must bring the attention to my lovely daughter. Rouge, please tell everyone how much of a hard worker you are." Rouge came into the camera, wearing the same outfit as her mother. She was a girl of athletic build, had blonde hair, but was rather short. She looked exactly like Violet in her younger days.
Rouge replied, "Well, when I found out that my mother was a winner, I decided to become one myself! I knew I had to prove my worth by finding a golden ticket on my own effort like she did. So, I searched endlessly, even moving around other cities in New York. I then learned of a new shipment coming in my hometown, so I came right back. As luck would have it, I finally found the ticket I was looking for. Now I can be a winner just like my mom. So everyone else can see how hard I work to be a champion! I'm very… hold on a second." She looked for a trash can, and when she spotted one, she tilted her head back, arched forward and spit right into the trash can.
"Did I also mention that my daughter is the world record holder for spitting distance? She spat a whopping one hundred feet!"
Wonka immediately became frustrated and ran to the Music Conservatory to write another song. An Oompa-Loompa said to him, "You can't be serious. She didn't seem that bad."
Wonka turned around and replied, "I didn't think that her mother was that bad, either. But then I heard that ear-grating sound she made while chewing gum. Now we have a girl that spits in the most obnoxious manner! Next thing you know, she'll have an attitude issue, too!"
"She didn't seem that way to me," the Oompa-Loompa disagreed. "Also, I thought you weren't going to make a habit of this."
"I'm not!" Wonka angrily replied. "I'm writing this one just in case she screws up like Miss Beauregarde did!"
"I'm telling you to not worry about this," the Oompa-Loompa responded.
"Don't worry about me or them. Everything will be fine. But if the next ticket winner has any relation to Mike Teavee, I'm going to bust!"