(The next morning, Fievel Mousekewitz was in town to get the bucket family their paper and just looked at the title that read, "Third ticket found!". Reading this he ran home to show everyone, the second Fievel got home he closed the door as everyone looked up.)
Fievel Mousekewitz: I'm back, and the paper says that the third golden ticket has been found.
Minnie Mouse: Really?
Grandpa Joe: Okay, let's hear who found it.
(Fievel hands it to Mr. Bucket who reads out to everyone.)
Mr. Bucket: Third ticket was found by Miss Violet Beauregarde.
(We then turn to the city of Miles City, Montana, USA where at a car shop, a proud salesman known as Mr. Beauregarde was happily sharing the reports of the golden ticket with his daughter Violet Beauregarde.)
Montana Reporter: And it can happen right here too, unbelievable as it sounds, right here in America. Where even in the smallest town, the happiest of dreams can come true. Because folks, here she is, Miss Violet Beauregarde, finder of Wonka's Golden Ticket Number Three, from Miles City, Montana. And with her, the proud parents: Mr. Beauregarde, a prominent local politician, a great civic leader, a philosopher--
Mr. Beauregarde: (grabs microphone) Hi, folks, Sam Beauregarde here, Square Deal Sam to you, with all of today's great giveaway bargains. The finest values you'll get anywhere in the entire country. Now this little number right here's a four door sedan . . .
Violet Beauregarde: (on "number") Come on, Dad, they don't want you!
Montana Reporter: (to Mr. Beauregarde) Thank you, sir. Violet, would you care to say a few words to the nation?
Violet Beauregarde: Sure I will. Here it is, Golden Ticket Number Three, and it's all mine.
Montana Reporter: Tell us how it happened, Violet.
Violet Beauregarde: Well I'm a gum-chewer, normally, but when I heard about these ticket things of Wonka's I laid off the gum and switched to candy bars instead. Now, of course, I'm right back on gum. I chew it all day except at meal times when I stick it behind my ear.
Mrs. Beauregarde: Violet . . .
Violet Beauregarde: Cool it, Mother. Now this piece of gum here is one that I've been chewing on for three months solid, and that's a world record! It's beaten the record held by my best friend Miss Cornelia Prinzmetel, and was she mad! Hi, Cornelia, how are you sweetie?
Reporter: So folks that's ticket number three found and only two more to go...
(At the Buckets house, The Bucket Family, Mouseketeer Khyler, Nekofox1 and their friends were watching the report on the tv and were surprised by Violet Beauregarde's attitude.)
Grandma Josephine: What a beastly girl!
Miss Kitty: Truly Despicable.
Raffish Ralph: Yeash, this is one tough hunt, those tickets are popping up like Easter eggs.
Smurfette: Or Smurf berries on a desert island.
Tweak: I'm sure we'll find 'em. Faster than you can say 'Buncha Munchy Crunchy Carrots'!"
(Just then, at that very moment.)
Newsman (offstage): But wait, this is just in. The fourth Golden Ticket has been found by a boy named Mike Teevee.
(Cut to a house in Denver Colorado. Mike sits in front of a TV with his parents standing next to him. He has a joystick and a game console. He plays a violent-sounding game, judging by the shotgun and ricochet sound effects.)
Mike Teevee: All you had to do was check the manufacturing dates, offset by weather, and the derivative of the Nikkei index. A retard could figure it out.
Mr. Teevee: Most of the time, I don't know what he's talking about. You know, kids these days with all the technology...
Mike Teevee: Die! Die! Die!
Mr. Teevee: Doesn't seem like they stay kids very long.
Mike Teevee: In the end, I only had to buy one candy bar.
Newsman: And how did it taste?
Mike Teevee: I dunno, I hate chocolate.
(Grandpa George was outraged by this.)
Grandpa George: Well, it's a good thing you're going to a chocolate factory, you ungrateful little ba...
(Mr. Bucket slams his hands over Charlie's ears. Grandpa George goes off on an obscene tirade, but there is no sound. He merely moves his mouth. Finally it's over, and Mr. Bucket removes his hands. Just as the broadcast was finished.)
Newsman: ...So the question remains, who will be the winner of the last golden ticket?...
(Fievel turns off the tv as it ends and everyone knew that deep in their hearts, that this could be the close, that the ticket could be anywhere.)
Chula: Boy, there's only one ticket left, eh Boss?
Cat R. Waul: Indeed, but we must find that ticket so we can get inside for us.
Jenny XJ9: Yeah, but you heard what Chula, there's only one ticket left.
Daisy Duck: We'll have to look really hard to find it...
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Mouseketeer Khyler and the Chocolate Factory
AcakCharlie 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...