Long time, no see. Here is the final chapter of Waiting at the Gates that I should've written all these months ago. I hope you enjoy it.

The TV crew packed up and began heading towards the strange house. When they got there, Charlie was happily sitting in the middle of the living room bed (along with his grandparents, Joe included), unharmed and waiting to get interviewed. However, there was no sign of Wonka. What a relief, thought Adam. He must've told Charlie about the special prize, and left after that. That gave Adam an idea. After signaling the rest of the crew to start filming again, the newsroom presenters made an announcement on live TV:

"Breaking news! Our reporter Adam is at the house of Charlie Bucket, the finder of the fifth and final coveted Wonka ticket. We cross live to the Bucket household as Adam interviews the lucky boy himself."

After that, Charlie's face was displayed live on TV screens in the country. "Charlie, What did Wonka tell you about the special prize? That question has been on everyone's mind today, and we're all waiting for the answer. Go along, Charlie."

Charlie took a deep breath. "Wonka came to my house and told me that he wanted me to live with him at the factory. It sounded like the deal of a lifetime, but when I asked him if I wanted my family to come with me, Wonka said they couldn't come along. So I decided to not accept his offer."

"Charlie, that sounded very promising! What made you refuse Wonka's special prize?"

"My family are the only people I trust. We don't have a lot of money, but I've always viewed Wonka's a chocolate-making legend. His factory was very impressive. He showed us around an edible forest with a chocolate waterfall, and I felt like sitting around there for hours and hours!"

Adam couldn't believe what Charlie was telling him, so he told him to "tell us more about the factory."

"He had a glass elevator that could take us to any room in the factory, and there were so many rooms, my eyes almost exploded! The best part was when Wonka showed us a room where he transmitted giant chocolate bars into TV sets, and I got to try one! It was delicious!"

"That sounds great, Charlie! Imagine having a Wonka bar delivered straight to your house while you watch the news! What makes the name Wonka important to you, Charlie?"

"My grandpa Joe has told me stories about Wonka since I was a little boy, and I was impressed by the way he described his inventions! I get a Wonka bar every year for my birthday, and because it's all my family can afford, I try to eat it as slowly as possible. This year, I had more than one Wonka bar because I really wanted to find a "golden ticket". When that happened, Joe got so excited that he hopped out of bed and danced around the living room."

Charlie pointed to a model of Wonka's factory he made. "Here is a model of Wonka's factory I made from toothpaste caps that my dad brings home from work." He pointed to a crude stick-figure wearing a top hat. "This is Willy Wonka."

"That's a nice model you have there, Charlie. Let's wrap up this interview, shall we?" Charlie nodded his head.

After Adam left, he found out that all the other kids were being mobbed by further paparazzi as they headed to the airport. He watched the footage of them being interviewed, and found out that Charlie's perspective on the tour was more light-hearted than the other kids. Charlie seemed to enjoy the factory more than the others, he thought. Violet's mum was talking about how her daughter turned into a giant blueberry and had to be "de-juiced", Veruca wished that she wasn't thrown by Wonka's squirrels into a pit of certain death, and Mike's dad wished for his son to return to normal.

Charlie must've done the right thing. Wonka's factory isn't as safe as we thought.

THE END