Weird Vibes (A Willy Wonka X Reader Story)

Chapter 20: Back to Square One (?

Continuation of the last chapter...

Y/n's POV

It took me a while to convince Evan that I'll be fine since my family is also in the factory, but he did eventually leave, although he did it unwillingly.

I took the bag full of letters and gifts and left my apartment, heading towards the chocolate factory. I walked back out into the streets, taking small sips of the cappuccino Evan bought me. Stores were decorated with pink and red balloons, banners, and all kinds of sales were happening.

I finally arrived at the factory and waited for someone to open the gates. An Oompa-Loompa ran frantically up to the gates and opened it for me.

"Thank you," I bowed my head to the Oompa-Loompa, and he immediately started leading me into the factory. "It must be a busy day, I'm sorry for visiting the factory at this time." The Oompa-Loompa shook his head no and dragged me into the factory.

When I entered the main entrance hall, Oompa-Loompas were running in all directions. We walked past all of them, making sure that I don't bump into one of them. We went into the chocolate room, and the Oompa-Loompa spoke, which startled me slightly.

"Should I go get Mr. Wonka?" He asked, but I shook my head no.

"It's alright. I'll just see him during dinner." I told him, and he crossed his arms across his chest before turning around and leaving.

I walked into the Bucket's house and greeted my family. Mrs. Bucket was sitting at the table reading some newspaper while Charlie sat across from her, working on his homework. I sat down next to Charlie and placed the bags on the table. Mrs. Bucket gasped when she saw them.

"Are there more admirers than last year?!" She exclaimed, but I shook my head no and looked away.

"No, since I was with Evan most of the day, most people tried to avoid us," I explained, leaning back into the chair and letting my head fall backward. "The bigger bag over there is for Willy Wonka."

"Mr. Wonka?" Charlie repeated with a hint of surprise in his voice. I heard someone scoff and raised my head back up. It was Grandpa George.

"What's so good about that rotten egg?" He scoffed, "my granddaughter should've gotten more than him!" His comment made me chuckle.

"Grandpa, bringing so many letters and gifts back home is a hassle each year. Besides, I've been there for almost four years, it's normal that the amount would decrease." I explained, crouching forward, resting my elbows on the table.

"Oh, our beautiful girl is graduating so soon!" Grandma Josephine gasped. I smiled softly and stood up, walking towards the bed. I went around so I was next to Grandma Josephine and Grandpa George. I crouched down next to the bed and rested my forearms on the bed. Grandma Josephine reached her hands out and cupped my face, her face beaming with delight. Surprisingly, Grandpa George reached out and patted me on the head, making me smile. "He has always been bad at expressing his feelings." I thought. Although she didn't know what was happening, Grandma Georgina gasped and clapped her hands happily. Grandpa Joe smiled softly at me, and I did the same.

"Oh, how sweet!" A voice said cheerfully. Uncle was back home. "Did something good happen?"

"We were just talking about how I'm graduating soon," I explained, standing up.

Mrs. Bucket went up to Mr. Bucket and kissed him. "Happy Valentine's Day dear." Mr. Bucket returned the kiss and hugged her. "Happy Valentine's Day to you too."

"Ew." Charlie and I said at the same time, but we were both just joking around.

Mr. Bucket noticed the two bags on the table and turned to me with a grin. "What kind of treasure did you get today, Y/n?"