For a Moment: Willy Wonka x Fem!Reader

Chapter 4- An idea 💡

BLEACHER- Lights out in thirty minutes!

Willy walks into his tiny room. He goes over to the barred window and looks out across the rooftops of the slums. The golden dome of the Galeries Gourmet seems a long way away.

Noodle and y/n- Room Service!

Willy smiles. He turns to see the two girls standing in the doorway with a bucket of slops.

Noodle- Told you to read the small print.

Willy- Hm. Well, slight problem with that.

Y/n- You can't read, can you?

Willy- I focused my studies almost exclusively on chocolate. For everything else, I've relied on the kindness of strangers. Like y/n

Noodle - And look where that's got you: the Staff Quarters. You've got a bed.

Willy sits on the bed. It collapses underneath him.

NOODLE- You had a bed. Desk. And wash basin slash toilet. Water comes in two temperatures. 'Cold' and 'Colder'. The wash basin's taps are indeed marked thus.

Y/n- How much do you owe them?

willy- Ten thousand.

Noodle- consider yourself lucky. I owe 30,000. She owes 100

willy- What? How do you owe them money? I thought they found you down the laundry chute..

Noodle- Oh they did. Took me in out of the goodness of their hearts and charged me for the privilege.

Willy- And y/n? Weren't you born here!? You shouldn't owe anyone anything!

Y/n- My parents were stuck here. T- they died, and Scrubitt said I had to pay off both of their debts, but it's not so bad. If I keep my nose clean, I'll be out of here by the time I'm 243..

Willy- What a pair of monsters.

Y/n- The greedy beat the needy every time, Mr Wonka.

Noodle- Guess it's just the way of the world.

Willy- What?

Y/n- what?

Willy- Call me Willy.

Y/n and noodle- Ok.

noodle poured some slop into a bowl and almost left when willy said

Willy-Oh come on, girls, that's just your orphan syndrome talking.

Noodle- our what?!

Willy- Your Orphan Syndrome. And we're certainly not going to be eating any slops.

Y/n- Look Willy. I don't know what that old hag told you. There's no such thing as Orphan Syndrome.

He picks up his suitcase and puts it on the table.

noodle- What are you doing?

Willy- Making chocolate of course. How do you like it? Dark? White? Nutty? Totally insane.

Noodle- I don't know. I've never had any.

Willy- What?! You've never had chocolate?.

Noodle- No. none of us have.

Willy- You've BOTH never had CHOCOLATE?!!

Y/n- Still no. And be a bit quieter

Willy- Well we'll soon put that right. Fortunately I have a selection of the world's finest ingredients right here in my travel factory.

Willy opens his suitcase. Inside is an array of flasks, beakers and test tubes, a miniature gas stove, and jars of ingredients.

Y/n- Woah! What's that