For a Moment: Willy Wonka x Fem!Reader

Chapter two- Chocolate Like This! 🍫

Bleacher leads Willy through the winding, cobbled streets of a poorer part of town, bottles clinking in his pocket.

Bleacher-Here we are, Mr Wonka. Home sweet home.

Tiddles paws at the door to a laundry, shuttered for the night. On the wall is its name: "SCRUBITT AND BLEACHER". A harsh, grating voice shouts from within.

Mrs Scrubitt- Oi! Get your filthy paws of my frontdoor, you mangy mutt!

Mrs Scrubitt- If that's you, Bleacher, you'd better have that gin!

Bleacher- Oh I've got something better than gin, Mrs Scrubitt. A guest.

A slot on the door opens to reveal the narrow, suspicious eyes of Mrs Scrubitt -- which light up as she sees Willy.

Mrs Scrubitt- Ooh, well why didn't you say? Come on in, sir!

Mrs Scrubitt ushers Willy into the shop. A counter runs along one wall. Behind it, shelves filled with bundles of laundry. A Dumbwaiter leads to the Wash House below.

Mrs Scrubitt- Welcome to Scrubitt and Bleacher, Guest House and Laundry. You make yourself at home, warm your cockles by the fire. Gin?

Willy- Oh, er--

Mrs Scrubitt- Noodle!

A dark skinned, brown eyed, little twelve year old serving girl appears with a book.

Noodle Yes, Mrs Scrubitt?

Mrs Scrubitt-Put that book down and fetch our guest a glass of gin. Poor man's frozen half to death!

Willy- Thank you, Mrs Scrubitt. You and your husband have been most kind.

Mrs Scrubitt- Husband?! Oh you'd love that, wouldn't you?

Bleacher- No.

Mrs Scrubitt- I'm holding out for someone far superior to that idle peasant. A Bishop, maybe, or a Prince. Chin chin.

Noodle has returned with glasses of gin for Mrs Scrubitt and Willy. They both drink -- and Willy coughs as the gin pours down his throat.

Willy- That's extremely powerful stuff.

Mrs ScrubittYou can run cars on that! Now what can I do for you? A room, is it?

Willy- Well yes but er...

Bleacher- Mr Wonka is temporarily embarrassed.

Mrs Scrubitt- You don't say.

Willy- 'Fraid it's true, Mrs Scrubitt,but all that's about to change.

Mrs Scrubitt- Oh yeah?

WILLY- See, I'm something of a magician, inventor, and chocolate maker. I've spent the past seven years travelling the world perfecting my craft, and first thing tomorrow at the Galeries Gourmet, I plan to unveil my most astonishing creation yet. Prepare to be amazed as I present to you the-

He reaches into his hat and pulls out...

Mrs Scrubitt- a teapot?

willy- no , that's for making tea.

He puts the teapot aside and starts rummaging in his hat. He produces a bunch of carrots and stares at them, perplexed.

He digs in again and pulls out a string of handkerchieves. Noodle stifles a laugh.

Mrs scrubitt- Er... don't you worry, Mr Wonka, I can see you're a man of great ingenuity and we've got just the thing for you: the Entrepreneurial Package. The room's one sovereign a night but you don't have to pay until six tomorrow. That give you long enough to earn a few pennies?