Two Kids Down

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"Augustus, watch out for the pipe!" Mrs. Gloop said as he was sucked up into it. "There he goes." Violet said as we watched him through the pipe. "Call the fire brigade!" Mrs. Blood shouted helplessly. "What are they gonna do? I doubt the have a latter that tall." Y/n said quietly as I almost let out a chuckle. "It's a wonder how that pipe is big enough." Mrs. Beauregard said in wonder. "It isn't big enough. He's slowing down." Charlie said as Augustus slowly down a lot.

"He's gonna stick." Mike said with as I smiled in wonder. "I think he already has." Mr. Teevee said. "He's blocked the whole pipe." Y/n said with her arms crossed. There was music going as we looked over to the Oompa Loompas. "Look, the Oompa Loompas." Charlie said as the Oompa Loompas nodded to the music. "What are they doing?" Vercua asked with confusion. "Why, I believe they're going to treat us to a little song! It is quite a special occasion, of course, as they haven't had a fresh audience in many moons." I said with a smile as they started to sing.

Y/n had a bright smile while bopping a little to the music as I smiled while clapping when it was done. "Bravo! Well done! Aren't they charming? Aren't they delightful?" I asked happily. "Amazing." Y/n said with a smile. "I do say, that all seemed rather rehearsed." Mr. Salt said as I dropped my smile. "Like they knew it was going to happen." Mike said as he bummed me out more. "Oh, poppycock." I said and went to walk away.

"Where is my son? Where does that pipe go to?" Mrs. Gloop asked as she stopped me. "That pipe? It just happens to go the room where I make the most delicious kind of strawberry-coated chocolate fudge!" I said happily. "Then he will be made into strawberry-coated chocolate-flavored fudge! They'll be selling him by the pound all over the world!" She said with worriness in her tone. "No, I wouldn't allow it. The taste would be terrible." I said as she looked a bit annoyed now.

"Can you imagine Augustus-flavored, chocolate-coated Gloop? Ew!" Y/n said with disgust and made a face by sticking her tongue out. "My point. No one would buy it." I said with a smile then ululate with my tongue in Oompa Loompa language. In comes an Oompa Loompa as we bent down to look at him. "I want you to take Mrs. Gloop to the fudge room, 'kay? Help her find her son. Take a long stick, and start poking around in the mixing barrel. 'Kay?" I asked as he nodded then pulled Mrs. Gloop's dress for her to follow as she did.

"Mr. Wonka?" Charlie asked as I looked at him. "How would Augustus's name already be in the Oompa Loompa song, unless they-" "Improvisation is just a parlor trick. Anyone can do it. You, little girl, say something. Anything." I said to Violet as she chewed her gum. "Chewing gum." She said as I had a feeling she'd do that. "Chewing gum is really gross, chewing gum I hate the most. See? Exactly the same." I said with a bright smile when his sister let out a giggle.

"No it isn't." Mike said as I lost my smile. "Uh, you really shouldn't mumble, because I can't understand a word you're saying. Now, on with the tour." I said with a smile and started walking. "Were the Oompa Loompas really joking, N/n?" I hear Charlie asked. "Of course, Charlie. That boy will be fine....hopefully." I hear Y/n say as I smiled a little. A giant pink candy made boat was rowed over to us by the Oompa Loompas as they stopped. They started laughing as Y/n giggled a little at there silliness.

"What's so funny?" Violet asked as I smiled. "I think it's from all those doggone cocoa beans. Hey, by the way, did you guys know that chocolate contains a property that triggers the release of endorphins, which gives one the feelings of being in love!" I said and looked at Y/n with a small smile as she shared one with me and looked away. "You don't say." Mrs. Beauregard said with a flirty gaze and smile. "All aboard." I said a bit uncomfortable and shook it off. Watch Charlie get in before helping Y/n in as she sat beside him in the back.

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