(A few days later at a glorious mansion in Buckinghamshire, England. A news crew had arrived because word of the second golden ticket had been found by a spoiled girl named Veruca Salt.)
Newsman: Veruca Salt? Veruca? Can you spell that for us, please?
Veruca Salt : V-e-r-u-c-a. Veruca Salt.
Mr. Salt: As soon as my little Veruca told me she had to have one of these Golden Tickets, I started buying up all the Wonka bars I could lay my hands on. Thousands of them. Hundreds of thousands. I'm in the nut business, you see, so I say to my workers.
"Morning, ladies! From now on, you can stop shelling peanuts, and start shelling the wrappers off of these Wonka bars instead."
Three days went by and we had no luck. The wait was terrible. My little Veruca got more and more upset every day.
I just hated to see my little girl unhappy like that. I vowed I would keep up the search until I could give her what she wanted. Until finally, one day. I found her a ticket.
(Back at the buckets house, The Bucket Family, Mouseketeer Khyler, Nekofox1 and their friends were surprised by her spoiled brat's attitude.)
Miss Kitty: What a spoiled girl.
Papa Mousekewitz: She's even worse than the fat boy.
Fievel Mousekewitz: I didn't think that was really fair- she didn't find the ticket herself.
Grandpa Joe: Don't worry, Fievel. That man spoils his daughter, and no good ever comes of spoiling a child like that.
(A few seconds later, Charlie's Mum and Dad enter the room with a Wonka bar in his mothers hands.)
Mr. Bucket: Charlie, your mum and I thought maybe you'd want to open your birthday present tonight.
(They hand their son the Wonka bar as his new friends gather around to see the candy bar.)
Mrs. Bucket: Here you are.
Charlie Bucket: A Wonka Whipple-scrumptious fudgemallow delight! I think I'd better wait
until morning.
Grandpa George: Like hell.
Mr. Bucket: Pops!
Grandpa George: If you add our ages together, we're three hundred and eighty-one years old. We don't wait!
SpongeBob SquarePants: Now guys, it's not about winning, it's about fun.
Nekofox1: Go ahead Charlie, we don't mind.
(Slowly Charlie opened up his Wonka bar, taking off the paper to reveal... nothing.)
Sonic: Nope, nothing.
Goofy: Shoot!
Tanya Mousekewitz: (Face Palms) Do'h...
(But Charlie didn't mind, it was his birthday candy bar.)
Charlie Bucket: We'll share it.
Grandpa Joe: Oh, no, Charlie. Not your birthday present.
Charlie Bucket: It's my candy bar, and I'll do what I want with it.
(He breaks it into pieces and shares it out.)
Fievel Mousekewitz: Thanks, Charlie.
Smurfette: Yeah, thanks.
Cat R. Waul: Very generous of you, Charlie.
Mouseketeer Khyler: Why thank you, thank you very much.
(Everyone eats their piece slowly, savoring it.)
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Mouseketeer Khyler and the Chocolate Factory
RandomCharlie Bucket is a very lucky boy, when he along with four other kids find a golden ticket to The Wonka's Chocolate Factory, along with Grandpa Joe, Nekofox1, Mouseketeer Khyler, and his friends on a magical tour through the factory to see what the...
