John's POV~
It's 6:30 in the morning, Saturday. Have always loved the weekends not just because of all the customers but it's more relaxing, knowing the next day I don't have to work.
The open sign hangs on the door, welcoming people in.
I stand behind the counter counting out fifty-five dollars. The door rings, indicating someone came in. Looking up I smile at the kind man from yesterday.
"You dropped the chocolate off yesterday right?" He stands in front of me on the other side of the counter and smiles.
"Yes. That was in fact me," He chuckles lightly as I smile at him again.
"Anything you need?"
A pause of silence happens as he furrows his brows, clearly thinking of something.
"That young woman yesterday, the one that was cleaning," He pauses again, "Well, I was wondering who she was?"
Thinking for a minute I eye him, he's a young fellow maybe around 26, very kind and polite with a slightly weird voice.
"That was Y/N Bucket, she's my employee. A kind girl she is."
"Sorry. You must think I'm weird, but I just thought she was very pretty, I think I've seen her walk by the factory before with a little boy as well, not many people walk by with such..."
"Interest?"
"Yes, that's the word."
It's true, not many people care for Mr. Wonka's factory anymore. We never see him or anyone come in or out of that place. Y/N and Charlie have always wanted to go in, they smelling the chocolate scent in the air. She told me her grandfather used to work there so that attracts her interest and curiosity even more.
"The young boy would be her younger brother Charlie. They really do have an interest in Mr. Wonka's amazing factory, they also love his chocolate," I laugh lightly with a smile on my face.
He stares at the chocolate bars with a small smile on his face.
"It is amazing to know some people still appreciate his hard work."
I nod in agreement. They are very grateful for the world they live in, that's for sure.
With one last nod and smile he walks out of the door into the cold yet sunny winter weather.
What a strange man... I think I like him.
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Charlie And The Chocolate Factory (Willy Wonka x Female Reader)
FanficThe factory. The biggest factory we'd ever seen. My little brother and I walked past it every day. The smell of chocolate filling our noses. It smelled amazing. Charlie holds my hand with a smile. I smile at his bright red face. It's winter now so...
