While watching Willy play with the children, Rose thinks about the future and possibility of having another child.
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Rose Wonka sat on the porch of hers and Willy's small home kept within the Rose Garden room of the factory. Rose was sharing a spot of tea with one of the Oompa-Loompas, like she usually did. Willy was playing in their very spacious yard with Fleur and Dulce. Rose watched them with a loving smile on her face. Her family meant the world to her.
"Don't I just have the most wonderful family in the world?" Rose spoke in a dreamy tone to the Oompa-Loompa. The Oompa-Loompa smiled at her and nodded. "Our little ones are so well behaved! And, Willy, oh my cocoa bean, he's such a sweet husband, and a very dedicated father"
Rose remembered that when she was pregnant, Willy was always voicing his concerns that he wouldn't be a very good father. Something she understood due to his relationship with his father.
What if they don't like me?
What if I make the candy more of a priority than my own children?
What if I don't like them?
What if I become like how my own father was to me?
But Willy had absolutely nothing to worry about. He was a wonderful father. He loved his children, and they loved him. And the candy never became more important than they did, than Rose did. Fleur and Dulce were still a bit young to decide what they want to do in their future, but no doubt, whatever it is they decided to do, they would support them no matter what.
All of this got Rose thinking back to a conversation that her and Willy had a few weeks ago. One that kind of caught her off guard.
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Rose and Willy sat at their individual desks in their room. Rose's was on the left side of the room, and Willy's was on the right. Rose's desk doubled as a vanity so she had a mirror attached to hers. Willy used his as his work desk. She was brushing her hair, and he was busy making his weekly logs.
"Rose, I've been thinking about something" Willy started. Uh oh, this must be serious. Willy always called her starshine. He turned in his seat to look at her. He made eye contact with her in the mirror. "I think...I think..." Willy hesitated, afraid to say what he was thinking.
"Spit it out, cocoa bean" Rose encouraged.
"Alright" Willy put his palms flat against the desk, and sat up straight, exuding confidence. "I want to have another baby" Rose's eyes widened and she dropped her hair brush. Willy became worried at the way she just became stunned. "S-starshine, are you alright?"
"I–uh–I" Rose didn't know what to say.
Willy frowned, feeling bad that he brought it up. "I shouldn't have said anything. I'm sorry"
