One night was a horrible one for Veruca. Not being able to sleep wasn't a problem, it was the fact that she was sleeping. She was having a horrible nightmare, one that actually had happened to her. She was dreaming of the time she was in the nut room. She was surrounded by oompa loompas riding giant squirrels that trapped her and performed ballet. It was quite ironic for the ballet performance to have a little girl as the villain and the rodents as the heroes. And then there was the song they were singing.
"Blame her father and her mother for Veruca will recide with the rubish and the other wasteful things we've tossed aside. To the furnace we bequeath her, see the squirrels as they are swarming. Thought recycling was beneath her, she's the cause of global warming. We'll soon hear a twit screaming 'Mine, All Mine', from deep down below where the sun don't shine! Bad Nut!*
"AAAAUUUUGGGGHHH!" Veruca screamed as she woke up. Suddenly Charlie ran into the room. She was just sitting in her pink bed with a scarred look on her face. "What's wrong." She didn't want to bother the kind boy. "Nothing" It was obvious to everyone that she was lying. "If it was a nightmare, tell me about it." He was such a kind boy. She told him everything, "I dreamed of the time the squirrels threw me down the chute to burn alive." Charlie could only imagine the horrors that that day was for her. "Don't worry, there's not a bit about you that's a bad nut anymore. As long as I'm here, you'll never have to worry about the squirrels, garbage or furnace." With those two sentences, Veruca suddenly looked a lot less scared.
"Thank you, Charlie." She had apologized a lot, but with a different reason, Charlie felt happy about this one. "Anything you need, just call." He said as he closed the door. With that, Veruca went to sleep. She dreamed the same dream, but with a different ending: Charlie saving her.
*These lyrics are not mine. They all belong to the West End Musical and all rights go to them.