Competition ♡ Willy Wonka x Reader.

Chapter 8 - Glass Elevator.

Walking towards what looked to be an elevator, y/n shuddered. She hated elevators. "I don't know why i didn't think of this earlier, " Mr.Wonka began as he pressed a button on the side of the elevator. "The elevator is by far the most efficient way to get around the factory." Mr.Wonka stepped into the elevator, everyone followed. Y/n hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath and standing beside Charlie and on the other side was Mr.Wonka. However, y/n didn't realise until now that the elevator was made from glass. She gulped. The elevator in her factory was not made of glass, in fact, she barely even uses it.

Mike looks up at all the buttons. He looked as if he was seeing wonders. "There can't be this many floors," he says. "How do you know Mr.Smarty pants?" Mr.Wonka fired back childishly. "And this isn't just an ordinary up and down elevator by the way, it can go sideways, slantways, longways and any other ways you can think of. You just press the button and woosh you're off!" by the last sentence he had already pressed the button before y/n's thoughts could even process what had or was going to happen. She tried to take deep breaths.

The elevator was insanely fast, whizzing around corners, speeding up and down.

"Oh look, look! Ladies and Gentlemen, fudge mountain!" y/n opened her eyes and realised how high up she was. Her breathing suddenly got heavier as she frantically looked around. The elevator was still moving, slower this time. Mr.Wonka turned to his side and saw that y/n clearly was having some sort of issue. "Do you not like elevators?" he asks, quietly.
"To be honest, no. Not really. Actually that's an understatement, I hate them." Mr.Wonka glances down at y/n's hand. He looks back up into her eyes. "May I?" he asked politely. Y/n nodded in response and he softly fitted his hand into hers. He smiled before looking back out of the glass of the elevator.

"I'd rather not talk about this one," Mr.Wonka chuckled a little as they passed a room where huge, fluffy, pink sheep were being sheared by oompa loompas. The next room was a hospital of some sort. Inside were all the puppets/dolls from before they entered the factory. "This is the puppet hospital and burn centre.. Its relatively new.." he explained. The elevator then jolted still and an oompa loompa was right in front of the glass. "Ah, the administration offices, hello Doris!" Mr.Wonka waved.

Suddenly, the elevator zoomed off backwards. Mr.Wonka held y/n to make sure she didn't fall, their hands still attached. Soon, they entered another room. It was black and their were gun-shaped things around the edges. They suddenly shot out various balls of colour. Fireworks. They were pretty. "Why is everything here so pointless?" Mike blurted out. Y/n frowned at Mike but he didn't seem to care. "It's candy." Charlie said "Candy doesn't have to have a point," y/n was imensley proud of Charlie and she smiled at him, but he didn't realise. She looked over to Mr.Wonka who seemed to be in deep thought about something. He was staring and not moving. "I wanna pick a room!" Mike exclaims rather loudly. Mr.Wonka was silent for a few seconds before snapping out of his trance like state. "Sure," he smiled at Mike who then looked over at the wide selection of buttons.

Television room.

Y/n could already tell what was gonna happen next.

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