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"Voulez-vous entrer le Wonkatania?"
"Do you want to enter the Wonkatania?" you whispered to Charlie
"Oui monsieur! Mais ce nom est un peu estrange." You said to Mr Wonka
He giggled and smiled at your answer
A beautiful, blue and white boat came floating gracefully down the river. It had exquisitely ornate golden swirls on it. You gasped at its perfection.
"Wow, what a boat" Charlie exclaimed
You nodded in agreement
"That's quite a nice little canoe you've got there, Wonka." Mr Salt sneered
" All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by. All aboard, everybody." Mr Wonka said, avoiding the remark
"Uh, ladies first, and that means Veruca." Mr S shouted
"If she's a lady, I'm a Vermicious Knid." You sneered, as you heard both Charlie and Mr Wonka suppress a laugh
"You sure this thing'll float, eh, Wonka?"
"With your buoyancy, sir, rest assured."
"She's tres joli, but is she seaworthy?" Mrs Teavee asked, trying to show off
"Nothing to worry about, my dear lady. I take good care of my guests." Mr Wonka swiftly answered, seeing what she was trying to do
"Yeah, you took real good care of that August kid over there, that's for sure." Mr B sneered
You silently agreed with him, but didn't mention it
"Everybody aboard? You're going to love this. Just love it." Mr Wonka stated
"Get ready" You whispered to Charlie, knowing something is gonna be weird
The boat starts to move slowly through the chocolate. The very idea of it is the stuff of dreams.
"Hey, Daddy, I want a boat like this. A beautiful paddle boat, that's what I want." Veruca stated, staring around with wide eyes
"What she wants is a good kick in the pants." You mutter, causing Charlie to giggle
You grin at him as he nods his head wildly, agreeing with you. Mr Wonka sat down opposite you, observing everyone admire the boat.
" I think I'm gonna be seasick." Mrs T stated, making you look at her with absolute confusion. The boat was smoother than walking!
"Here, try one of these." Mr Wonka said, bored
"What are they?"
"Rainbow drops. Suck 'em and you can spit in seven different colours." He deadpanned, showing how many shits he gave
"Spitting's a dirty habit." Violet remarked
"I know a worse one." Mr Wonka replied, winking at you. You blushed brighter than a tomato, but thankfully no one knew the real meaning of that comment, due to Violet picking her nose.
"What business you in, Salt?" Mr Beauregarde asked, clearly embarrassed at Mr Wonka's 'remark'
"Nuts." Mr Salt deadpanned
Mr Beauregarde slowly turned his head gawped at the seat in front of him, obviously taking it the wrong way.
The boat was headed towards a pitch-black tunnel, and it creeped you out a bit.
"Hang on, where are we going?"
"I don't know, but I don't like the looks of that tunnel up there. Hey, Wonka, I want off!"
"'Round the world and home again, that's the sailor's way!" Immediately, Mr Wonka's voice and grin calmed you down, but you had now entered the tunnel, and it was flashing
"I don't like this ride, Daddy."
"Faster!" Wonka cried, a mad smile on his face
"Wonka, do me a favour? Tell those people to stop paddling back there."
"Faster!"
"We're going too fast!"
"Faster! Faster!"
"We're gonna sink, I know it!"
"Why doesn't he stop the boat?!"
"Faster!"
"Hang on, darling! Just close your eyes and hang on tight!"
"What's happening?"
"Faster!"
"What is this, a freak-out?!"
"Hey, this isn't funny, Wonka!"
"You can't possibly see where you're going, Wonka!"
"You're right. I can't."
"Boy, what a great series this would make."
"Wonka . . ."
"This is kind of strange . . ." Charlie stated
"Yeah, strange, Charlie, but it's fun! Haha!" You laughed
Everyone was screaming at the images on the walls, but all you saw were foxes hiding timidly behind trees, and golden wheat fields. The weirdest thing is that you were bathed in golden light, yet everyone else was surrounded by flashing, psychedelic colours.
"How much to get off the boat, Wonka?"
"Ugghhh . . . I think I'm gonna be sick."
"Tell that little guy to turn us around, Wonka!"
"Aaaaaaa! Now I am gonna be sick!"
Everyone was screaming, and being scared, but you and Mr Wonka sat calmly, legs twined together.
"There's no earthly way of knowing" you both sang, taken by surprise
"Hehe.... they're singing."
"Which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're rowing"
"Rowing..."
"Or which way the river's flowing
Is it raining, is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing?"
It was fun to watch everyone go mad, just from your singing. Mr Wonka kept on giving you looks of "are you okay with this?" and you just subtly nodded back.
"Bleh! Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing. Are the fires of Hell a-glowing? Is the grisly reaper mowing? Yes, the danger must be growing, For the rowers keep on rowing! And they're certainly not showing! Any signs that they are slowinggggg!"
You got to your favourite part, but let him have his fun too. He emitted a bone-chilling wail, turning everyone into quivering piles of terrified human.
Then, all of a sudden, Mr Salt squeaked a small "Wonka, this has gone far enough!".
"Quite right, sir! Stop the boat!" Mr Wonka said quickly, realising the panic that he had set upon the group........
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