Weird Vibes (A Willy Wonka X Reader Story)

Chapter 7: The Television Room

Y/n's POV

Mike rolled his eyes at Willy Wonka and turned to look at the buttons, looking through the lists to see if any of them catches his attention. He pressed a button with the words 'television room' on the side.

The elevator came to a stop and sped forward. I stumbled forward but was caught by Willy Wonka, which ended up making me fall backward into his chest. "Sorry," I whispered, immediately putting some space between us. "Nothing to be sorry about, starshine." He whispered back with a smile. He seemed happy.

The elevator stopped in front of a huge white door. The elevator door and the white door opened together. Willy Wonka stepped to the front of the opening elevator door, leading all of us into the room. Everything in the room was white. Bright, white lights, white walls, white platforms, even the uniforms the Oompa-Loompas were wearing were white.  There's a weird machine in the middle of the room. I grabbed ahold of Charlie's hand and we walked into the room after Willy Wonka.

"Here. Put these on quick, and don't take them off whatever you do." Wonka said as he grabbed a pair of glasses and put them on. Charlie grabbed two and passes one to me. "This light could burn your eyeballs right out of your skulls. And we certainly don't want that, now, do we?" Wonka said with a grin.

I looked back at the racks that held the glasses. "Why are there only six? If this was for the entire group, he would've had to prepare eleven pairs..." I pondered. "Or maybe he knew that there would only be a few left..." I widened my eyes and looked up at Wonka. He tilted his head to the side with a smile. I furrowed my brows at him. "It's not an outlandish theory... Willy Wonka. Don't play dumb with me."

He turned around and started to lead us around the room. "This is the testing room. For my very latest and greatest invention: Television Chocolate."

"One day it occurred to me: Hey! If television can break up a photograph... into millions and millions of tiny pieces and send it whizzing through the air... then reassemble it on the other end... why can't I do the same with chocolate?"

"That's actually really interesting and creative. But no one has ever been able to create something like that. It's basically impossible with the technology and information we have so far." I thought, looking around the room. Oompa-Loompas were sitting on devices and moving them around the room. Those devices resemble stage lights.

"Why can't I... send a real bar of chocolate... through the television, all ready to be eaten?" Wonka explained. "That can be a good way of advertising his products for sure." I thought, looking at the Oompa-Loompa that was watching a TV.

"Sounds impossible." Mr. Teavee finally said, breaking the silence. His voice echoed through the room.

"It is impossible." Mike started, making Wonka turn around. Wonka seems to be annoyed by Mike, scrunching up his face a little before he turned around and started walking again. Mike catches up to him, walking at the same speed. "You don't understand anything about science. First off, there's a difference between waves and particles. Duh! Second, the amount of power it would take to convert energy in matter would be like nine atomic bombs." Even when Wonka stopped, Mike stood next to him and continued about how Wonka's invention is not real.

"MUMBLER!" Wonka shouted in Mike's face. "Seriously. I cannot understand a single word you're saying."

"That was a bit rude." I thought. "Mike's factually correct though. You can convert energy into matter with nuclear fission. However, that kind of process is explosive and very dangerous in nature. Mike knows a lot." I smiled. "Impressive."

I moved to stand next to Mr. Teavee. "Mr. Teavee," I started, "Mike knows a lot in the science department. I believe he could become a great scientist in the future."