(That night, worker's on bicycles fill the streets, nailing notices to electric wires. Morning comes, and a crowd gathers around the notice.)
Narrator: Willy Wonka had broken his silence. A notice had been posted on telephone poles and street corners all around the globe, and that day, from radios all around the world, Willy Wonka's voice was heard for the first time in what seemed like ages.
Willy Wonka: Dear people of the world, I, Willy Wonka, have decided to allow five special people to visit my factory this year. In addition, one of these people will receive a special prize beyond what anyone could ever imagine.
(2 hours later, on the streets in front of the Wonka's chocolate factory, a newsman was reporting that the hunt for the Golden Tickets had begun.)
News Reporter: Five Golden Tickets have been hidden inside five Wonka candy bars. These five candy bars may be anywhere- in any shop, in any street, in any town, in any country in the world! In Tokyo, the Japanese government has employed crowd control and military outposts around all candy stores to prevent rioting scales unprecedented by even Tickle Me Elmo. In Marrakech, the black market dealers are hawking Wonka bars instead of drugs and weaponry. In New York, moguls have given up caviar and Chianti in favor of Wonka bars. Where will the madness end? Only time will tell. This station is proud to guarantee continuous, live, up to the minute coverage of Wonkamania, complete, unbiased and accurate. Goodnight.
(Back at Charlie's house, everyone seemed excited about the golden tickets.)
Charlie Bucket: Grandpa, do you think I have a chance of finding one of the golden tickets?
Grandpa Joe: (Happy) One? I'm counting on you to find all five!
Charlie Bucket: One's enough for me.
Tiger: Just imagine it, to open up a bar of Candy and find a golden ticket.
Grandpa George: Balderdash! The kids who are going to find the Golden Tickets are the ones who can afford to buy a hundred candy bars a day. Our Charlie gets only one a year. He doesn't stand a chance.
Mr. Bucket: Pops...
(This made Charlie a bit nervous about his chances of finding a ticket.)
Nekofox1: Don't listen to him, Charlie.
Ranger Marsh: Yeah, even I'm excited about finding one of 'em shiny tickets myself. (Chuckles)
Tweak: (Giggles) Pa.
Sonic: I'm sure we'll find that golden ticket and get into that factory.
Daisy Duck: Yeah, How hard could it be?
Smurfette: I'm sorry if I jinx our chances of getting a ticket, but i feel like it's going to be very hard.
Grandpa George: Mark my words, Charlie. The kid who finds the first golden ticket will be fat, fat, fat.
(Sure enough, we are at a news station to announce the lucky finder of the first ticket.)
Anchorman: We began with five Golden Tickets like five lucky bolts of lightning ready to strike without notice at any point on the map. No one knew where, no one knew when the first one would hit. But as you all know, last night we got our answer. While we in America slept, the first golden ticket was found in the small town of Duselheim, Germany. We've been waiting several hours for the follow-up story, and we're finally ready with a live report.
(At a butcher's shop in the town of Duselheim, Germany there was a huge crowd and a reporter was on the scene.)
German Report: Proud we are, for the attention of the entire world focuses today right here in Duselheim, a community suddenly thrust into prominence by the unexpected discovery of the first Wonka Golden Ticket. Its lucky finder is the son of our most prominent parve butcher. The boy's name? Augustus Gloop. Augustus Gloop, the pride of Duselheim, the fame of Western Germany, an example for the whole world. Augustus, how did you find the ticket?
(The reporter said to Augustus, a plump fat boy who was always eating lots of sweets and holding the ticket up for the cameras to see as the boy explained his story.)
Augustus Gloop: I am eating the Wonka bar, when suddenly, I am tasting something that is not chocolate! Coconut? Nougat? Walnut? Peanut butter? Cocoa butter? Caramel? Sprinkles? Nein! So I look, and I find the Golden Ticket!
Newsman:(with German accent) Augustus! How did you celebrate?
Augustus Gloop: I eat more candy!
(Augustus pulls two more candy bars from his pocket, and starts to devour them, without unwrapping them.)
Newsman:(with German accent) Mrs. Gloop, would you care to say a few words to the television audience?
Mrs. Gloop: We knew Augustus would find the Golden Ticket. He eats so many candy bars a day that it was not possible for him not to find one!
(At the bucket's house everyone was watching this on the television and we're very surprised by this.)
Raffish Ralph: Yeash...
Spinner: Talk about eating like a pig.
Mouseketeer Khyler: Literally...
Grandpa George: Told ya he'd be a real porker.
Mama Mousekewitz: What a repulsive boy.
Mouseketeer Khyler: That's one golden ticket down, only four more to go.
Zoom: But, where can they be?
Grandpa Joe: Not sure. But now that they found one, things will really get crazy.
(Grandpa Joe would be right about the search, there were only four tickets left after all.)
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Mouseketeer Khyler and the Chocolate Factory
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