Finally, to the good part, y'all!!!
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"Grandpa, is ten thousand a very lot of money?" CROWDS held back by POLICE, A BRASS BAND playing, TV CAMERAS on scaffolding, FLAGS flying, and A PLATFORM outside the factory gates upon which are standing all the holders of the Golden Tickets! "Well, this is it, folks! This is the big day! Everybody is waiting for the hour to strike and to catch a glimpse of that legendary mythical magician, Mr.Willy Wonka as His beautiful wife. Only a man like Mr. Wonka deserves the best." the announcer spoke.
The clock then begins to STRIKE TEN. The BAND stops playing. The CROWD becomes silent. All stand quite still now, looking toward the GATES. Behind the big gates is a courtyard. At the back of the courtyard is the FRONT DOOR to the factory. Now, through the iron gates (CLOCK still STRIKING TEN), we see the factory door OPEN. And suddenly there he is -- MR. WILLY WONKA himself and his wife who is in fact very beautiful and very pregnant. Mr. Wonka, With a funny little skipping dance, quickly crosses the courtyard. The IRON GATES swing half-open, MR. WONKA, standing just inside half-open gates, removes his top hat, and bows as Y/n smiles and waves to every one and her other hand rests on her bell.
A great shout goes up. Cheering, yelling. He raises his hands for silence. As Y/n goes on closer to him. "Thank you, thank you, thank you..." The noise subsides -- dead silence -- Mr. Wonka turns to the platform and addresses the children. "Welcome, my little friends! Welcome to the factory! Come This way, please, and show your Golden Tickets as you pass!" With an elaborate bow and a wave of his cane, he beckons the children forward. All MR. WONKA's gestures are elaborate. He is like a ballet master. He is fussy and quick-moving, always in a hurry. His feet are as nimble and restless as his hands. Meanwhile, in the crowd, they all whispered and took pictures mainly of Y/n due to being pregnant and that would be a huge scandal.
Between gates and the children's platform is a 30-foot red carpeted pathway, roped off on both sides to hold back the crowd. POLICE in curious uniforms have both sides of the pathway, linking arms, struggling to keep the hysterical screaming waving crowd at bay. CHILDREN on the platform make a rush for the platform pathway toward Mr. and Mrs. Wonka "Veruca first! Get back you, Come on Veruca, sweetheart!" Mr. Salt yanks Augustus back by the scruff of the neck. "I'm Veruca Salt." she showed her ticket. "My dear Veruca! How do you do! Whata pleasure! How pretty you look in that lovely mink coat!" he shakes her hand "I've got three others at home." Y/n would think so "And Mr. Salt! Overjoyed to see you, sir! The Ticket is quite in order! Wait just over there, please." He shakes his hand as well
The two then go to Y/n "You're very pretty, even if you are fat." Veruca said. Y/n shakes her hand with a smile "Oh sweetheart thank you but I'm only pregnant. Which will happen to you someday." She smiles and makes her move to the side. "Mr. Salt pleasure" She shakes his hand as he smiles and follows Veruca to the side. "Augustus Gloop." he came up to Willy still eating 'gross' Y/n thought "Augustus! My~ boy! How fine to see you in such good shape..." Y/n softly giggled knowing what he was implying "...And this must be the radiant Mrs. Gloop, Right over there, dear lady!" Y/n glared at him playfully as she shook Augustus and Mrs. Gloop's hand. He smiled at her with adoration. "You are glowing Mrs. Wonka," Mrs. Gloop said "Thank you. You as well Mrs. Gloop." Willy slightly laughed knowing what you were implying.
"Violet Beauregarde." she chewed her gum very annoyingly "Darling child! Welcome to Wonka's! My precious wife is ready to greet you as well." as she moved on she asked Y/n "Any gum in this joint?" Y/n shakes her head "There is a time and place in the affairs of men and women..." Mr. Beauregardethe butts in. "Sam Beauregarde here, Mr. and Mrs. Wonka" Willy shakes his hand "My dear sir! What a genuine pleasure!" MR. BEAUREGARDE continues to pump MR. WONKA I s hand, but simultaneously he holds out in his left hand his CARD.MR. WONKA accepts it. "If you ever need anything in the automotive line, just come to Sam B., phone number's on the card, with Sam B., it's a guarantee!" Y/n looks takes the card away and reads it.
"Little Boy Blue come blow on your horn," Willy spoke. "Wham! You're dead." Mr. Wonka throws up his hands. Y/n just giggles. "Will be a wonderful dad Willy" She whispered in his ear. He just smiles and looks back at Mike. "I'm Mike Teevee." Willy shakes his hand. "Wonderful to meet you, Mikel And Mrs. Teeveel How do you do, madam? What an adorable little boy you have!" she nodded. "Mrs. Wonka. When are you due?" Y/n rubs her pregnant belly "Any day now actually!" she smiles.
"Charlie Bucket." he hands Willy the ticket. "Charlie Bucket!" Will shakes his hand vigorously. "Well well well! I read all about you in the papers this morning!..." Y/n then interrupted him "I'm so happy for you and to finally meet you! And who is this gentleman?" Charlie smiles "My grandfather...Grandpa Joe." Y/n smiles happily "Delighted to meet you, sir! Overjoyed! Enraptured!Enchanted!" she said. Willy just smiled at his wife who was excited. "Is that everybody? Yes! Good! In we go!" they all hurry across the courtyard to the factory door. entering the factory door, VERUCA pushing in first.
The room is unfurnished and of unusual shape, with an enormous brass COMBINATION-LOCK on the DOOR at the far end. COAT-PEGSlike HUMAN HANDS protrude from the wall. On another wall, high up, is a BIG-ROLLER BLIND (rolled up) with the cord hanging down. "Coats, hats, galoshes, over there, please! Hurry up, hurry up! We have so much time and so little to see... Strike that! Reverse it! Thank you!" Y/n laughed it reminded her of when they met at the galleries gourmet when he was trying to sell his chocolate.
MRS. TEEVEE is about to hang up her coat when the HAND opens and grabs it. MRS. TEEVEE shrieks. The same thing happens almost simultaneously with VERUCA and her minkcoat. VERUCA shrieks. "Little surprises around every corner! But nothing dangerous! Don't be alarmed!" Y/n spoke and smiled. Willy crosses to Big ROLLER-BLIND and pulls it down. "And now if the children will kindly step this way," Willy said to them "Violet! You first! Sign here, please!" Y/n mentioned for her to sign. Willy holds out a large pen to Violet. "Hold it! Sign nothing, Violet! What the hell's all this about?" BLIND, now rolled down, is covered in PRINT. At the top, words are so large we can read them OVER group during dialogue without going CLOSE. It begins: THE MANAGEMENTCANNOT BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY ACCIDENTS, INCIDENTS, LOSS OF PROPERTY OR LIFE OR LIMB OR DAMAGE CAUSED BYLIGHTNING, EARTHQUAKES, FLOODS, FIRE, FROST OR FRIPPERY OF ANY SORT, KTh'D OR CONDITION. CONSEQUENTLY THE UNDERSIGNEDUNDERTAKE, (There follows a mass of legal jargon, the print getting smaller and smaller as it goes down. Printat the bottom is microscopic.)
"Ordinary standard form of contract, my dear sir," Willy said without care and mainly wanting to get done with this. "Don't talk to me about contracts, Wonka. I use 'em myself. They're strictly for suckers!" Y/n shakes her head. "Come, come...I am simply protecting myself and my wife." Y/n zoned out a bit as Willy dealt with the problem. Veruca grabs the pen, pushes the men aside, and signs as the others follow. "What are you thinking my sweet?" he whispered. "I was thinking it's ironic that my mother did something smilier and here we are doing the same." Willy holds her hand. "Ours is different, it is to protect us not to harm them if they get caught that is on them. That is why they are signing there is no trap." He kissed her temple. She smiles and nods.
"Everyone's signed! Good! Now our tour can begin! Follow me, please!" Willy smiles still holding her hand.
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Willy Wonka x Reader | Sweet Chocolate Sequal |
FanfictionA sequel to Sweet Chocolate this is the original movie Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory I know that he is 47 in the movie but we will be making him in his early 30s and Y/n in her late 20s. I literally don't own anything but the few Adams I put...