A reassuring "All ashore" was announced, and sighs of relief floated above the group.
You helped Charlie off of the beautiful boat, and turned around to read a sign.
"Dairy cream.."
"Whipped cream..."
"Coffee cream..."
"Vanilla cream..."
"Hair cream?!"
Mr Wonka laughed at the expressions on your faces.
"Meine hercher, schenkensie Mir 1 hre Aufmerksamkiet. Sie kommen jetz in den interessanten und gleichzeitig geheimsten raum meiner fabric." He said, still smiling
"My dears, please give me your attention for one minute. You are now coming to the most interesting and, at the same time, secret room of my factory." You whispered to a giggling Charlie
"Meine Damen und Herren, der inventing room." He continued
You didn't translate that, since it was a bit obvious and easy to work out.
Charlie and the kids ran off, as you decided to join the adults.
Mr Wonka was mixing something, and it looked very interesting.
"Shouldn't you be wearing gloves?" Mrs Teavee asked, disgusted
You scoffed at her since she wasn't the chocolate-making genius.
"Invention, my dear friends, is ninety-three percent perspiration, . . . six percent electricity, . . . four percent evaporation, . . . and two percent butterscotch ripple."
"But that's 105%!" She squeaked
"Is it any good?" You asked
He tasted it
"Yes!-" his eyes widened and his voice went high. You giggled and smiled broadly.
Mr Wonka's attention flicked to the children, and he had a mischievous glint in his eye as he quietly rushed up to Veruca.
"Time is a precious thing. Never waste it." He lectures, before throwing an alarm clock into the bubbling pot she was inspecting
"He's absolutely bonkers." She spat, making a face of disgust
"And that's not bad!" Charlie butted in, saving you the hassle
You smiled at him in thanks, and he grinned back.
Mr Wonka hopped onto a weird contraption, consisting of a bike with mixers as the back wheel. He sang a soft little tune as he pedaled, pausing with the song.
"In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
birds sing hey ding a-ding a-ding!
Sweet lovers love .... the spring!"
He seemed to be daydreaming, his face a picture of contempt and happiness. Before an almighty racket came from Mike, who now looked like he had just been down a coal mine.
Mrs Teevee screeched as her son grinned and remarked at it being "Great stuff".
"That's exploding candy for your enemies." Mr Wonka explained "Great idea, isn't it! Not ready yet, though, still too weak. Needs more gelignite."
He chucked a pair of trainers into the simmering vat of liquid.
"What's that for?!" Mr Salt exclaimed
"Gives it a little kick" Mr Wonka said, causing you to snicker
Mr Salt obviously didn't like the joke, and so he tried again
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A World Of Pure Imagination
ФанфикA Willy Wonka and the chocolate factory fanfic. You're 29 and, when your father died, you were left homeless. You get taken in by the Buckets, and became a sister figure to Charlie. When Charlie tells you about the golden tickets, you thought the fa...
