"Here's another letter, Willy!" Noodle said, passing the basket through the string to our room door. "It's the letter 'M', and if you flip it over, it's a 'W'."
"Thank you, Noodle," Willy replied. "How generous of you." He took the piece of paper from the basket, then put a jar in the basket to deliver it to Noodle. "Here's this week's wages. Happy eating! And here is yours, Cora."
I was shocked. I get to have chocolate? I did nothing!
"Thank you for staying here with me, Cora. Your presence means everything to me." There was a genuine smile on his face, the spark in is eyes shining brighter than he ever did to me.
Oh, how cute he is...
I've gone to a conclusion that I do have feelings for Willy, and have accepted that fact, for his presence also means everything to me.
"No, thank you. I wouldn't have ever been this happy in my life if I never got to make chocolate with you."
There was a short pause between us, a few moments of silence where I look into his green eyes and he looked into mine. Then I realised his eyes weren't just green, they're the kinds of green as beautiful as the Northern lights, maybe a bit more beautiful, but who knows? They hold the fantasies and magic of the world.
It was the swish sound of curtains closing that made me realise that I'd been staring at his eyes for ages. Noodle had already gone to sleep, according to my belief, as her curtains are down and her window was closed.
"Oh, uhm-" I stuttered through my words.
"Here's a jar of chocolate. Made from ground vanilla from the markets of Manila and silver linings. Helps with your mood and quickens your thinking."
"Thank you," you take the jar from his hands. "You've been nothing but wonderful towards me, I've never been treated this well-"
"It's alright, Cora. I get it."
He was looking at my eyes and I was looking at his lips.
But Willy, you don't get it. You don't get my feelings. You don't get those romantic things I want to do with you. You don't get how much I want to kiss you and hug you and tell you everything's going to be alright.
"Anyways," I continued, breaking the silence between us, "you better head off to bed now. Tomorrow's a big day."
"Why..?" He asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.
"Here." I take out a chain of keys from my pocket. "We're renting a store at the Galleries Gourmet for a week, to sell your amazing, great, best chocolate."
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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...
