Chapter Two

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Sometime after that night, Peter walked past someone throwing away a newspaper. It was announcing who the next ticket winner was. Peter picked it up and took it home. He walked in and gave it to his father who was home instead of at work. The next ticket winner was a girl named Yelena who lived in Atlanta, Georgia with her mother, Melina. A fierce young girl who had earned trophies for multiple different things. Like the world record for gum chewing. One that she was chewing during the interview was one she's been chewing for three whole months. When she heard about the competition, she stopped chewing gum and switched to the Wonka bars for a while.

All the while Melina was showing off the trophies the two had won over the years. But Yelena was confident that she was going to be the kid who won the special prize. Why? Because she's a winner. Peter's grandparents all agreed that she was rather beastly or despicable. But quick breaking news came in saying that the fourth ticket had been found in Denver, Colorado. It was a boy called Flash Tompson. While the interview was going on, Flash was playing a video game and explaining how he found the ticket while mentioning that even a retard could figure it out.

His parents didn't even know what to say about it nor did they know what he was talking about most of the time. His father blames technology for it. Flash stopped his game to talk to the reporters. He explained that, in the end, he only bought one chocolate bar. One reporter asked how it tasted but Flash didn't know because he didn't like chocolate. Grandpa George started yelling and swearing at the boy so Richard covered Peter's ears. Once the yelling stopped, Richard uncovered Peter's ears.

But there's only one ticket left. Who will win it? Peter turned off the TV and asked his dad why he wasn't at work. Richard explained that his work was giving him some time off like a vacation. But in fact, it wasn't like a vacation at all. The upswing in candy sales had led to a rise in cavities, which led to a rise in toothpaste sales. With the extra money, the factory had decided to modernise, eliminating Richard's job. They were barely surviving with the little money he was paid anyway. Now he has to find another job that would hopefully pay better. Peter heard it all from his bedroom window. But he was taken away from the conversation when he heard Ben calling for him. Peter went downstairs to his Uncle making sure not to wake the others.

"My secret hoard," Ben said taking out his purse and showing Peter some money, "You and I are going to have one more fling at finding that last ticket."

"Are you sure you want to spend your money on that?" Peter asked

"Of course I'm sure. Here," Ben gave him the coin, "Run down to the nearest store and buy the first Wonka candy bar you see. Bring it straight back, and we'll open it together."

Peter hurried off to buy the bar. But Ben accidentally fell asleep while waiting for Peter. Peter woke him up when he came back and showed him the bar.

"Which end should we open first?" Ben asked

"Just do it quick, like a Band-Aid," Peter said

So they closed their eyes and opened the bar. But there was nothing there. Later that day, Peter stood outside (Y/N)'s and Loki's factory taking in the sent of the candy being made inside. But two men walked passed saying that a kid in Russia managed to find the last ticket. But somehow Peter didn't care. He knew he wouldn't get it as he can't buy as many Wonka bars like everyone else. At least he gave it a go. He started making his way home when he saw something stuck in the snow. He carefully took it out to reveal a £10 note.

Seeing a shop next to him that sold Wonka Bars, he went in and asked the cashier for the same Wonka Bar that he got for his birthday. The cashier took the note and handed him the bar. A woman next to Peter put down a newspaper that revealed that the Russian kid had faked the ticket. So there's still one left somewhere in the world. But, just as Peter was opening his bar, he saw some gold. It was the last ticket. The cashier was happy to see that Peter had won the last ticket. But two people in the shop started offering him things for that ticket.

A man offered $50 and a new bicycle while the woman from earlier offered $500. The cashier told them both to leave Peter alone. The cashier told Peter to let no one have it and take it straight home. Peter thanked him and ran all the way home, ticket in hand. He made it home safely and yelled to his family that he found the last ticket. Ben took it from him and had a look. A Golden Ticket. Ben was so happy he actually jumped out of bed and danced, shocking everyone.

"Here," Ben handed it to Peter's parents, "Read it aloud. Let's hear exactly what it says!"

"'Greetings to you, the lucky finder of this golden ticket, from Mrs (Y/N) Wonka and Mister Loki Wonka. We shake you warmly by the hand. For now, we do invite you to come to our factory and be our guest for one whole day'," Richard read aloud

"'We, (Y/N) and Loki Wonka, will conduct you around the factory ourselves showing you everything there is to see'," Yelena read

"'Afterwards, when it is time to leave you will be escorted home by a procession of large trucks each one filled with all the chocolate you could ever eat'," Ned read

"'And remember, one of you lucky five children will receive an extra prize beyond your wildest imagination. Now, here are your instructions'," Morgan read

"'On the 1st of February, you must come to the factory gates at 10 a.m. sharp. You're allowed to bring one member of your family to look after you. Until then, (Y/N), Loki, Selena and Maddie Wonka'," Flash read

"'The 1st of February'. But that's tomorrow!" Mary said

"Then there's not a moment to lose," Ben said, "Wash your face, comb your hair, scrub your hands, brush your teeth, blow your nose."

"And get that mud off your pants," Grandpa George added

"Now we must all try and keep very calm," Mary said interrupting, "First thing that we have to decide is this: Who is going with Peter to the factory?"

"I will. I'll take him. You leave it to me," Ben said

"How about you, dear? Don't you think you ought to go?"

"Well, Uncle Ben seems to know more about it than we do," Richard said, "Provided, of course, he feels well enough."

Ben celebrated again and looked at Peter for approval.

"No. We're not going," Peter said, "A woman offered me $500 for the ticket. I bet someone else would pay more. We need the money more than we need the chocolate."

Ben sat down, disappointed. He meant what he said: he would give anything to see what had become of the factory. And now the one thing that would get him back in is gone all because Peter was thinking of the people who wanted to buy it from him.

"Young man, come here," Peter went over to Grandpa George, "There's plenty of money out there. They print more every day. But this ticket... there's only five of them in the whole world and that's all there's ever going to be. Only a dummy would give this up for something as common as money. Are you a dummy?"

"No, sir," Peter said

"Then get that mud off your pants. You've got a factory to go to!"

They were going! And no one was going to stop them!

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