Sweet like chocolate - Willy Wonka x Reader 2023

You've Never Had Chocolate Like This

It's that time of the month again. When they come to take away all my profits. Leaving me with nothing but a box of chocolate.

Mr. Slugworth is standing in my doorway with that smug face just waiting for me to hand him the money.

"Miss L/N, I won't complain about receiving money, of course. But I need to ask, why do you keep doing this? Why won't you leave?" He asks me for the first time.

"I don't own you any explanation, but if makes you feel worse it's not because of your pretty face" Slugworth is the last person on earth that I would tell the reason why I am still here.

"Have a great day Miss, hope you sell lots of candies this month" He wishes as he leaves me a chocolate box and walks away.

"Hope a meteor falls in your store" That's barely a whisper.

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I shake my keys as I walk towards my store. It's a small building located in Galeries Gourmet, called Candy Cottage. It is been almost 5 years that I have this place, used my father's wealth to buy and keep it. Everything was going as planned until the cartel decided my candies where a threat to their business. But since it's not chocolate, they just confiscate my earnings once a month.

I open the doors and start organizing the display window with new flavours. After some time in the shop, I realize it's not going to be a busy day. I take a step outside to see if there is any movement at all. To my surprise, around 50 people are standing in a circle looking at something, or rather, someone.

I walk over to the commotion to see who's causing all this.

Standing on a wooden box, a boyish man with around 6 feet with a lean build, expressive blue-green eyes, high cheekbones, and a defined jawline. A long red/pink coat paired with a top hat paints a vivid picture of a elegant yet homely person. The coat accentuate his tall frame while making a bold statement, showcasing a unique styles. The fit is sure to turn heads and spark conversations wherever he goes.

He's presenting some kind of new chocolate, he calls it Hoverchocs. I listen very carefully as he put on a show to sell his stuff. The guy is really good at it. But something feels off, he promises his chocolate will make you fly, which would be okay metaphorically , but does not sound like just a sail.

"Who wants to try one?" The boy asks looking around for a volunteer. "What about you m'lady? Feel like flying?" He offers me the open jar.

"I prefer to see someone else try it first" I reply in a understanding tone. I don't mean to be rude, I just don't trust it entirely.

As if a joke of destiny, the Chocolate Cartel comes marching toward us, ready to destroy another business. They have those faces on, the ones they use whenever they want everyone to think they are not bothered by this kind of situation.

"What do we have here? Lots of viewers uhn?" Slugworth throws me a glare that tells me I'll be involved in this.

"Is such an honour to be in presence of the best chocolatiers in the world" The top-hat man says, clearly not aware of what he's getting himself into. "You will be the first to try the hoverchocs, suit yourselves, gentlemen" 

He offers the jar to the men, who take one each. They put in their mouths at the same time. Their face is pure joy while eating it. They keep saying the flavours they taste and Wonka, as it is written in his suitcase, keeps explaining where the flavours came from. 

There's salt caramel, cherries and lot more flavours that I would say don't fit together. They are clearly very impressed with Wonka's chocolate. At this time, I am too curious for my own good to taste one for myself. But the joy ends by the time the hoverchocs hit their stomach. And I know exactly what comes next. I've seen it a thousand times.

"This...is the worst chocolate I've ever eaten-" Mister gets cut off by Wonka. "Ladies and Gentlemen, the approval from- The worst? What do you mean?"

The boy looks devasted, I can he is too faithful in people, someone saying that about his sweets must hurt.

"I'm sorry you didn't like it Sir., then you will hate even more what comes next" He says opening a smile that makes the moments before disappear.

And just like that the three businessmen started floating, completely defying the laws of gravity. They yell for Wonka to put them back in the ground, while still going up. Everybody around us is flabbergasted, pure joy exhales from this place. I missed this feeling soo much. Every singles watcher is either laughing or smiling.

Wonka offers the jar for people to try it, and, for no ones surprise, it's all gone by the time I get to him. He collects the coins as people start flying around. This is really from another universe.

I get closer to him in order to start a conversation. 

"Wonka is it? Interesting candies you have there?" He turns to look at me and flashes a super bright smile.

"Did you like it? You seemed pretty scared when I offered" 

"There isn't any left for me to try, but it's okay, I'm sure I will get the chance" 

"If you-"

Wonka got cut off by a police officer yelling to everyone to evade and storming towards us.

"Sir, you can't sell chocolate in the street, and this is public disrupt. I'll have to confiscate your earnings" He took the jar from Wonka's hand while he protested.

"You can not do that!" The boy complained trying to reach for the jar.

"Sorry Sir. The law is the law" And he walked away, talking with him Wonka's happiness.

I put my arm over his shoulder to comfort him, this happened too many times in this Galery. 

"How am I going to pay for my hotel room now?" He asked no one specific.

"Look..." "Willy" "Right, look Willy, this is not an easy place to sell chocolate, I'll tell you this. But I'm sure you will be successful in another city" There is no hope for him in this place, I cannot give him this.

"I am going to open my store, this is the place with the best chocolate in the world and I'll have mine here, that I promise you miss...what's your name?"

"Y/N L/N, but you can call me N/N" I give him my best apologetically smile. "I'll give you the money to pay for your room, I'll accompany you there and you can tell me your plans, sounds good?" 

"Oh, thank you soo much, I will pay you back, I swear" If I didn't knew better I could swear he was going to kneel and pray. Something twirled inside me. He is so pure.

"No need. So, where are you staying?" Just gotta grab my purse in the store and go with a half stranger to his hotel, nothing out of the ordinary...right?

"Mrs. Scrubitt's boarding house"

Oh no.