A/N: Okay, the first of the non-written documents. Here we go. I hope this one's longer than the last one.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

The Prize

The thin wooden roof easily gave way to the elevator.

Mr. and Mrs. Bucket each screamed, and the grandparents were shaken from their sleep.

Grandma Georgina turned to her husband, and said, "I think there's someone at the door!"

Willy pressed a button, and the door to the elevator opened.

Toffee and Charlie ran out, and hugged their parents, and Willy walked out slowly behind them, surveying the small house.

Toffee said to her mother, "Mr. Wonka's said Charlie's won something."

Willy started searching the cabinets for something he had seen on the television broadcast, and said, "Yes. You see, I sent out the Golden Tickets to try and find my heir, and the kid who was the least rotten;"

He opened another small soor, and finally found Charlie's model of the factory, then said, "Was the winner."

Toffee smiled, and said, "That's you, Charlie!"

Charlie smiled, and said, "May I bring my family with me?"

Willy continued, still smiling, "Why, my dear boy, of course you can't!"

Charlie's smile disappeared, and he said, "Why can't I bring my family?"

Willy said, as if telling him an important life lesson, "A great chocolatier can't have his family constantly hanging off of him like an old, dead goose!" He turned to the grandparents, and said, "No offense."

Grandpa George said, "None taken." He added under his breath, "Jerk."

Behind Charlie, Toffee was slowly starting to tear up.

Charlie frowned, and said defensively, "If I can't bring my family, I'm not going."

Willy's smile faded, and he said, "Wow. That's never happened before."

Charlie said, "No amount of chocolate in the world could change my mind."

Willy said with a faint trace of a smile, "There's other candy than chocolate."

Toffee pushed past Charlie, and shouted, "I am so offended that you think he.. he would just... just abandon his family to inherit a chocolate factory!"

She walked in closer, and Willy could see the glistening lines of tears lining her face while she said, "And to think I could fall in love with a man so heartless!"

She turned away from him, and ran into her corner, her shoulders racking with sobs.

Charlie said firmly, "I'm not going."

Willy lowered his gaze from Toffee's sobbing form in the corner, and said, "Oh. Okay."

He walked into his elevator, and pressed the button to close the door and lift the elevator out of the house.

Charlie could see a small tear roll down Willy's face as he stared down at his boots inside the elevator.

Grandma Georgina said from the bed, "Don't worry! Things are going to get a lot better!"

And, as always, she had no idea what she was talking about.

A/N: UGH! It was short again! I've got to make these longer!