What is love?

Chapter 1 (Fixed it back to Y/n and made it easier to read)

EDITED

Y/n's POV

Y/n: "Hey Bossman! Are there any more shipments coming tonight?" 

John: "I don't believe so. Also, don't call me bossman." 

Y/n: "Okay, Mistah J." 

John: "I'm not Joker." 

???: "Hello, are there any Marshmello-" 

Y/n grabs one off the shelf.

Y/n: "Anything else?" 

???: "Nope, that's it." 

John: "Y/n. You can go home for the day." 

Y/n: "Thanks, John." 

John: "Have a good day."

~Opening-

Wonka selects five golden tickets, puts them in candy bars, and sends them into the world. A narrator speaks. Charlie is on the street. 

Narrator: "This is the story of an ordinary little boy named Charlie Bucket. He was not faster, or stronger, or more clever than other children. His family was not rich, or powerful, or well-connected... in fact, they barely had enough to eat. Charlie Bucket was the luckiest boy in the entire world- he just didn't know it yet." 

Charlie runs into his house, which is ramshackle and built on a slant. He and his family are extremely poor. Mrs. Bucket is making soup, and Mr. Bucket enters, wrapped up against the winter cold. The grandparents are all in bed. 

Mr. Bucket: "Evening, Buckets!" 

Y/n: "Hi!" 

Grandpa George: "Evening!" 

Charlie: "Hi, Dad!" 

Mrs. Bucket: "Soup's almost ready, darling." 

They kiss. 

Mrs. Bucket: "Just cabbage and water tonight, dear. Don't suppose there's anything extra to put in tonight? Oh well- nothing goes better with cabbage than cabbage." 

Mr. Bucket: "Charlie, I found something I think you'll like..." 

He pulls a set of oddly-shaped toothpaste caps from his pocket and gives them to Charlie.

~The scene shifts to the toothpaste factory, all in antiseptic blue~

Mr. Bucket screws caps onto toothpaste tubes on a conveyor belt. 

Narrator: "Charlie's father worked in the local toothpaste factory. The hours were long and the pay was terrible, but sometimes, there were unexpected surprises." 

Mr. Bucket pockets an oddly shaped cap. Back in the house, Charlie picks up an oddly shaped cap. 

Charlie: "It's exactly what I need!" 

Grandpa Joe: "What is it, Charlie?" 

Charlie reveals a model of the Wonka factory made entirely of caps. 

Charlie: "Dad found it- just the piece I needed." 

Grandpa Joe: "What piece was it?" 

Charlie: "A head for Willy Wonka." 

Grandma Josephina: "How wonderful!" 

Grandpa Joe: "It's quite a likeness." 

Charlie: "You think so?" 

Grandpa Joe: "Think so? I know so! I saw Willy Wonka with my own two eyes! I used to work for him, you know." 

Y/n: "Awesome."