"One copy of Shuddup and Reedit please, oh and a wonka bar review?"
"Comin up" The shop owner looked over the shelves as a familiar growling made Rosemarie turn around.
"You ok?" She couldn't help grin slightly at the boy eyeing up Willy's new marshmallow bars. "If you're really that hungry why not buy one?" She frowned slightly at his expression. She hadn't sounded rude had she?
"I can't. My family doesn't have enough" He honestly looked ready to cry so she dug out another twenty dollars
"One Marshmallow Joy Whip added to the list" That made the shopkeeper grin and laugh slightly, smiling even more when she handed it to the young boy. "There you go sweetie, and here's if you want anything else" She smiled and walked out, knocking someone on the way.
"Sorry I'm in another world" She walked ahead to the back exit of Willy's factory. She found him lying on the bed at his end of the room. "Willy?"
"I saw one of my workers." The tone in his voice pulled her over to him.
"You had to close down Willy. You know you had to" Rosemarie watched him but he didnt even twitch so she swung one leg over his hips and straddled him, fingers dancing along his sides, chest and arms so he writhed, failing at pushing her off whenever he tried. Rosemarie laughed at the childish giggles coming from his mouth, only stopping to let him breathe. Which turned out to be a mistake when one hand anchored her there while the other got revenge. She ended up losing her balance just in time for an oompa loompa to wander in and see her lying on top of him, with both of them looking out of breath. Rosemarie sat back up next to Willy to explain the tickling match.
"Don't look like that Doris you know she never lies" Willy looked stern for about ten seconds. Doris just smiled at the denial in front of her. She told the others later.
"Dear Cocoa Beans it's obvious!" A series of nods and murmurs proved her right.
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Chocolate Treasure
FanfictionShe's the cocoa bean of his life and everyone knows it except her. Her idea for a solution to the crisis could go either way, but anything that pleases her. The only question is why she had it. A heart attack, a mumbler, a brat, a camel and a sweeth...
