Willy and I were having a hard time catching our breath after shooting out from the basket. Willy moved my chestnut-coloured hair out of my face, causing my face to once again turn into fifty shades of pink, making it even harder to catch my breath.
"Ah!" We quickly looked towards the direction of the sound, and saw a man with grey hair and a pair of half-moon spectacles. "You must be Mr. Wonka and Ms. Locke."
"Wh-who are you?" I asked the man.
"Abacus Crunch, Chattered Accountant. At least I was, now I'm uhm..."
"He runs the place, and you'd best do as he says or you'll answer to me." A slight chubbier woman in dark skin said as she walked out from behind with a bedsheet. She walked in front of the two and yanked Willy out of the basket, "Piper Benz, a piper by trade."
Willy, after being yanked out of the basket, immediately turned to help me out of the basket. By simply carrying me out of it. I thanked him, but quickly starts to feel the heat on my neck and face. I buried my face in my hands, like I always do, and Willy chuckled.
"This is Miss Lottie Bell. She doesn't talk much." Abacus continued, looking over at a tall skinny woman (very skinny indeed).
"I'm Larry Chucklesworth. Comedian." A man with ginger hair said, his bowtie spinning.
"So... they got you too, did they?" Willy questioned.
"I'm afraid so. Each of us found ourselves in need of a cheap place to stay and neglected to read the small print." Abacus sighed.
"One moment of stupidity followed by endless regret," Piper added with a frown on her face.
"Sounds like my third marriage!" Larry laughed, but then stopped almost immediately, "I'm sorry, I do that a lot."
"He does."
"A lot."
"I've only been married once and it didn't work out."
But Willy wasn't interested in there conversation, he was looking around the room, "There must be some way out of here." He looked up the staircase, but seemed to be in vain.
"You don't think we've tried? There's bars on the window, the dog's on the door-"
"ACHEE! I'm- I'm ACHEE!" I covered my mouth and nose as I sneezed, "I'm so sorry!"
"Bless you, dear."
"Thank you, Abacus. Can I call you Abacus? You seem like a pleasant man."
"But even if you could get out," Abacus continued, ignoring me, "that contract is watertight. if you're not here at roll call, Mrs. Scrubbit'll call the police. They'll bring you right back and she'll charge you for a thousand inconveniences-"
I flinched and Willy yelped as we heard a dog bark.
"Alright everyone, back to work. Come on Mr. Wonka and Ms. Locke. I'll show you the routes. You're in here. On suds."
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A World of Our Own || Wonka (2023)
Fanfiction"I'm Willy. Willy Wonka. You see, I'm something of a magician, inventor and chocolate maker," Willy Wonka smiled. "Nice to meet you, Willy Wonka. I'm... I'm Coraline Locke." "What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl..." Willy whispered, his eyes...
