Ivy is Charlie's older sister who loves Chocolate just like her brother. Their lifes wasn't been too great since their family is poor, but one day changes their life, Charlie and Ivy couldn't be anymore happy and lucky for it.
"There's still so much left to see! Now, how many children are left?" Willy said. He turned around, taking his goggles off, and faced Charlie, Grandpa Joe and Ivy.
"Mr. Wonka, Charlie's the only one left now." Grandpa Joe said, taking off his glasses so did Charlie and Ivy.
Willy's eyes widened and he looked at Charlie. "You mean you're the only one?"
A smile played on Charlie's lips as he nodded. "Yes."
"What happened to the others?" Willy asked playfully, causing Ivy and Grandpa Joe to grin. The same grin grew on Willy's face. "Oh, my dear boy! That means you've won!" Willy took Charlie's hand and started shaking it. "I do congratulate you. I really do. I had a hunch, you know, right from the beginning. Well done. Now, we mustn't dilly or dally. Because we have an enormous number of things to do before the day is out!" He grabbed Charlie's wrist and broke the handshake. He then let go of his wrist and walked for the elevator. "But luckily for us, we have the Great Glass Elevator to speed thing al-" Willy ended up walking right into the elevator. Ivy gasped as he fell to the floor. Willy stood back up soon after. "Speed things along." He finished. He pressed the button and the elevator opened. "Come on." He urged the Buckets. They got into the elevator with him, dumping their goggles into a bin.
Willy pressed a button, and Charlie became curious about it. "Up and out? What kind of room is that?"
"Hold on." Was all Willy told the boy. Charlie smiled at that, and he looked straight up. The elevator shot up. It was gaining more speed the higher up it went. "Oh, my goodness." Willy said, looking upwards. "We're gonna need to much faster, otherwise we'll just never break through!"
"Break through what?" Charlie asked. Ivy had an idea of what Willy meant though, and she internally panicked.
"I've been longing to press that button for years!" Willy stated, staring at the two siblings and their Grandfather with an excited grin. "Well, here we go! Up and out!"
"But, do you really mean?" Ivy questioned.
"Yeah, I do." Willy exclaims in a weird tone of voice.
"But it's made of glass!" Grandpa Joe protested, Ivy and Grandpa Joe panicked now becoming externalized. "It'll smash into a million pieces!"
Willy laughed maniacally and looked up again. Ivy looked at him like he was insane but she grabbed onto Charlie, and held him close to her and Grandpa Joe held her close. They both closed their eyes, never once daring to open them as they rapidly sped up. Though, they opened their eyes when they heard glass shatter. The elevator had shot up so high that they were in the clouds. Then, the elevator began plummeting to the ground.
Ivy gripped on even tighter to Charlie same did Grandpa Joe, all the whole Willy was giving them a spaced out and dreamy look. He turned around and pressed a button. The elevator stopped, now with the support of rocket propellers.
Ivy let out a sigh of relief, and let go of Charlie. She looked up at Willy, who was smiling gently at her. She returned the smile with a small chuckle. "You're insane." She mouthed.
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The elevator moved along and from it, they could see the other guests leaving the factory.
Augustus was covered in chocolate and licking his fingers. "Augustus, please don't eat your fingers." Mrs. Glopp exclaims to her son.
"But I taste so good." Augustus answered as Mrs. Gloop tried to take her son's hand. Ivy wouldn't be surprised if he was part chocolate.
Violet was back to her normal size, but she was blue now. She was doing cartwheels, flips and contorting in ways contortionists only knew how. "Look, Mother. I'm much more flexible now." Violet says excitedly.
"Yes, but you're blue." Mrs. Beauregarde said annoyed. Perhaps Violet could find a new passion in gymnastics.
Veruca was next. Both her and her father were covered in trash. Veruca glance up at the elevator, and then turn to her father. "Daddy, I want a flying glass elevator." Veruca said.
"Veruca, the only thing you're getting today is a bath, and that's final." Mr. Salt said this time his attitude turned to stern way and now takes control of her.
"But I want it." Veruca huffed and Mr. Salt looked at her sternly, she stomped off a little bit just before her father.
Last, but not least, was Mike. Mr Teavee was carrying Mike's jacket for him, since he was now too tall and skinny to wear it. Well, if Mike by some miracle ever got into sports, basketball would be perfect for him.
Ivy couldn't say she felt bad for the children though. It was their own fault, and by extension, their parents fault as well, especially Mr Salt.
"Where do you live?" Willy asked the three Buckets.
The three of them turned around. Charlie pointed out their home. "Right over there. That little house."
