A/N: Okay, I'm almost done with what I've written in my notebook BUT that does not mean the story is almost over.
Disclaimer: I do not own Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
The Demise of Mike Teavee
The elevator doors opened, revealing a bright, stark room. Willy bustled to the front of the group, and grabbed a pair of clunky, round, blacked-out glasses.
He said hurriedly, "Quick, put these on, and don't take them off, whatever you do! The light in this room can burn your eyes right out of your sockets!"
The rest of the group obeyed, and put on the glasses.
Toffee looked around, and saw that there was a large television camera in one corner, and in front of it was a large circular platform. At the far end of the room, there was an Oompa-Loompa in a white uniform watching a television set.
Willy walked between the camera and the television, saying, "One day, I was sitting in front of my television, and then it occured to me."
He turned around, and said to the group, "If television can transfer something from one place to the other, then why can't I?"
He continued walking, then he said, "This room can transfer a bar of chocolate;" He pointed to the camera, "From one end of the room;" He pointed to the television, "To the other;" He lowered his hand, "By television."
Toffee smiled, but Mike said, "First of all, there's a difference between waves and particles. Duh! Second, the amount of energy you would have to use would be the equivalent to nine atomic bombs!"
At this, Willy turned around sharply, and yelled, "MUMBLER!"
After a second or two, Willy said, "I cannot understand a word you are saying."
Willy turned back around, and walked behind a large control panel near the wall.
He waited until his small group was safely behind the panel before cupping his hands to his mouthm and yelling, "Bring in the chocolate!"
A door near the television set opened, revealing six Oompa-Loompas carrying a large bar of chocolate between them.
Mike said, "Why is it so big?"
Willy said in his dull explaining voice, "You know how you can shoot footage of a tall guy, and he comes out looking about this tall?"
He held up his hand with his forefinge and thumb so that the space between them was about the length of a pencil.
"Same basic principle." he said, lowering his hand.
The Oompa-Loompas had finished sliding the chocolate bar onto the circular platform, and Willy waited until they were safe behind the control panel to press the large circular red button in the center.
The platform began to slowly rise from the floor, up towards a glass cylinder with no bottom.
As the platform rose, the enormousWonka bar began to stand up on one of its ends.
Mr. Teavee gasped.
The split second the top of the platform touched the edge of the glass cylinder, the large camera flashed, and the
Wonka bar disappeared.
While the rest of the small group stared in wonder at the space inside the cylinder where the bar had previously been, Willy scurried from behind the panel towards the television, saying, "Come on, come on, come on!"
Toffee was the first to follow, then Charlie, then the Teavees.
Willy leaned forward, looking into the television like some sort of magic mirror, then pointed at the screen as a small rectangle started to appear in the middle of the scene on the television.
Toffee, Charlie, and Mr. Teavee gasped as the chocolate bar materialized, normal size, in the television.
Mike even looked.
Willy smiled, and said to Mike, "Take it."
Mike frowned and said, "It's just a picture on a screen."
Willy frowned, and said, "Scaredy cat." He turned to Charlie, and said, "You take it."
Charlie swallowed, then slowly guided his hand into the television screen. He was surprised to see that the screen dissolved at his touch.
He grabbed the candy bar, then brought it baack out of the television screen.
Toffee said in awe, "It's a miracle."
Willy smiled, and said, "Bite it."
Mr. Teavee looked at him in disgust, but Willy pressed, "Come on, it the same bar of chocolate, it's just gotten a little smaller on the journey."
Charlie took a deep breath, unwrapped a corner of the Wonka bar, then bit a piece off. He smiled, and said, "It's great!"
Willy smiled, then Mr. Teavee said, "Could you transport other things? Like breakfast cereal?"
Willy frowned, and said, "Do you know what breakfast cereal's made of? It's those little wooden shavings you find in pencil sharpeners!"
Toffee smiled.
Mr. Teavee said, "Yes, but could you?"
Willy paused, then said, "Yes, but it w-" Mike interjected, "What about people?"
Willy said, getting a little frustrated,"Yes! But-"
Mike started ranting, "What you have is possibly the most important invention in the history of mankind! You've invented a teleporter! And all you think about is chocolate!"
He started yelling at the rest of the group, "All of you think he's a genius, but he's an idiot! But I'm not."
Mike bolted off towards the control panel.
Willy yelled across the room, "Hey little boy! Don't press my button!"
But Mike had already pressed the button, and had bolted onto the circular platform. He jumped on top of it, and waited for the camera to flash.
Mr. Teavee said frantically, "Mr. Wonka, stop it, please!"
Willy said, "I tried to warn you. The camera only processes chocolate. When you try to teleport anything else, it transports chocolate anyway."
Mr. Teavee yelled, "WHAT?!" but it was too late. The camera flashed, and Mike was gone.
Willy sighed, and turned around to look at the television sscreen.
The same rectangle began to appear, and Mr. Teavee started to whimper.
Mr. Teavee picked up the newly transported chocolate bar, and started to scream.
Willy made a long series of violent gestures to get someone to escort Mr. Teavee out of the room.
After Mr. Teavee was safely out of the room, Willy nodded to the Oompa-Loompa operating the camera. The assistant nodded, and flipped a small switch on the wall.
The lights dimmed, and Willy started to walk towards the elevator, taking off his glasses.
He turned around, and said, "Now, how many children are left?"
Toffee smiled, and said, "It's just Charlie. He's the only one left."
Willy's eyes lit up, and he said, "Why, my dear boy, that means you've won!"
A/N: Hope this wasn't as short as I thought it was. :/