𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝-ʷᵒⁿᵏᵃ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

abigail

the plan was... interesting.
willy walked into the laundry room after roll was called and immediately begun scrambling around to achieve the plan. the staff confusedly looked around, worried.
willy offered a tear of his pants to the guard dog. the plan was going great!
you looked through the crack on the door to see noodle, giving her a thumbs up. you heard a yell from a familiar voice.
"attention everyone!" willy yelled. the workers drawing themselves to him. a contraption of laundry being swiftly moved around and washed the clothes, all while the dog chased the tear of fabric, powering the machine.
willy explained the machine, telling how it would free up time for them to do things that they actually cared about.
willy and you scampered to the laundry pick up, slipping into two sacks to imitate laundry. you two slid in noodle's cart as she carried you two out of the building.
"we're clear." noodle whispered.
you perked up, gasping for air.
willy looked at you, brushing your hair out of your eyes.
"doin' alright, y/n?" he asked, giggling.
you nodded, leaping out of the sack.
"okay, willy. let's sell some chocolate!" you said, leaning on the cart in glee. willy smiled eagerly at you, reaching in his satchel to retrieve his chocolate he'd made earlier, but pulled an empty jar out.
"wha-?" noodle said, confused.
"y/n, noodle... my chocolate has been stolen!" willy yelped.
"what? by who?" you asked, worried.
"the little orange man!" he answered.
you and noodle exchanged glances of disbelief.
"the little orange man?" noodle asked.
"the little orange man!" willy exclaimed.
you rolled your eyes playfully.
"explain." you said.
willy went on to explain how multiple times, the orange man snuck in at night to steal his chocolate.
"or, maybe you ate it in your sleep..." noodle hesitated.
"oh." willy said.
"oh my gosh, willy." you laughed.
"so, what do we need to do to make more chocolate?" noodle offered help. 
"milk!" willy said, drawing his pointer finger to the air.
"okay, i know a place! there's a farm around the corner of-" you begun until willy cut you off.
"farms have giraffes? that's new." willy tilted his head.
"giraffes?"
"yes! giraffe milk is absolutely exquisite... and it just so happens to be my chocolate's key ingredient!" willy answered.
"hm!" you grinned.
"i think i do know a place.." you told him.

the three of you guys arrived to the zoo. noodle took up the tiny box of chocolate that willy gave her and took it up to the security guard.
noodle successfully handed the chocolate over and returned to the bush where you and willy were.
"this chocolate goes through multiple layers..." willy narrated as the man went through numerous emotions, ultimately leading to a slumber. you guys snuck past him swiftly and ran to the animal enclosures.
"giraffe!" willy said, opening the tiger enclosure.
"willy!" you jumped in front of him, pulling the door shut quickly.
"that wasn't a giraffe." he said, panting in relief.
"willy, we gotta get you to learn to read." noodle sighed.
you three walked into the real giraffe enclosure and greeted the beautiful animal.
"why hello there..." willy begun.
noodle noticed the sign and filled in his blank.
"abigail!"
willy smiled, amused. he then set his cane down, placing his hat and coat over it. he then held his hand out, offering these green, glossy candies.
"acacia mints! giraffes love them!" he said as abigail lowered her head into his hand and licked up all of the mints in one smooth movement of her tongue.
"calms them down." he shrugged, looking at you as he walked past to set up a ladder.
"noodle, keep her distracted while i milk her!" willy said as he slid a stool over to her underneath.
you stood and leaned against the wall awkwardly. you didn't know what to do in the scenario of a man milking a giraffe. then, willy begun to sing. his voice was like an angel, almost hypnotic. your eyes glowed as noodle begun to chime in. you stepped off of the wall, singing along with the two. but, you sung quietly.
your verse was about the secret you kept from willy and noodle about your father. what would they say if they found out mr. fickelgruber was your dad?! one of the people who were trying to destroy willy. the three of you ran, hand in hand through the flamingo pool. the giraffe milk in his satchel, willy grabbed the giant cluster of balloons as he wrapped an arm around your waist and grasped onto noodled hand, the balloons allowing you all to levitate above the zoo. you all landed on the glass roof of the attraction and continued the song, all three of you singing in perfect harmony. willy spun you, dipping you down with one hand on your waist, the other clutching the balloons as they helped him maintain balance. noodle smiled largely as the police officer called the office, reporting three dancing people on the roof. willy lifted you onto his shoulders and grabbed noodles hand, jumping off the roof with the balloons in his hand, floating down and locating scrubbits. you and willy slipped inside the sacks and noodle rolled you guys down back into the cellar.
"where were you two?!" the man asked. you guys smiled at each other.
"getting ingredients." you grinned.
"for what exactly?"
you and willy exchanged looks and then he answered the man.
"the best chocolate you'll ever taste."