Competition ♡ Willy Wonka x Reader.

Chapter 9 - Television Room

The elevator whizzed off in all different directions, twisting and turning around corners, bouncing up and down. Y/n wasn't happy due to her immense fear of elevators, especially flying glass ones that could shatter at any moment.

Arriving at the Television Room, the elevator made an abrupt stop in front of a door. The door opened automatically for Mr.Wonka and everyone followed him into the room.  "Here," he said, slightly squinting his eyes as he rushed over to a small rack on the wall which held wide, sunglass, goggle looking things. "Put these on quick and don't take them off whatever you do," he says as everyone reached for the goggles. "This light could burn your eyeballs right out of your skulls, we certainly don't want that now do we?" he asked as he looked around at everyone, his eyes landing on y/n.

He stood silent for a few seconds and no one said anything. Quickly, he picked up his cane and turned around, in the direction of a ramp. Everyone followed him again."This is the testing room for my latest and greatest invention, television chocolate. One day it occurred to me hey, if television can break up a photograph into millions and millions of tiny little pieces and send it whizzing through the air and reassemble it on the other end then why can't I do the same thing with chocolate?" he tells everyone, glancing behind him a few times in the middle of his sentence. Everyone came to a stop in front of something that looked to be a control panel. "Why can't I send a real bar of chocolate through the Television all ready to be eaten?" y/n looked around the room and saw various oompa loompas in white jumpsuits doing various different jobs. There was even one watching TV. The oompa loompa switched channels until he final settled on one that seemed to be....a monkey documentary or something of the sort. "Sounds impossible," Mike's father says. Y/n glanced at him briefly and frowned a little. "It is impossible." Mike agreed.

Mr.Wonka looked and him for a second and then walked away. Everyone followed him to the other side of the room once again. "You don't understand anything about science," Mike began "First off, there's a difference between waves and particles, DUHH. Second, the amount of power it would take to convert energy in matter would be like nine atomic bombs," his voice sound irritated and he was almost shouting. "Mumbler!" Mr.Wonka shouted back childishly. Y/n tried to stifle a laugh but quickly covered it up with a cough. "Seriously, I can't understand a single word you're saying," Mike did not look impressed at all.

Mr.Wonka turned his attention back to a different control panel that was now in front of him. "Okie Dokie," he begun, "I shall now send a single bar of chocolate from one end of room to the other, by television," he smiled.
"Bring in the chocolate!" he ordered the oompa loompas. Y/n knew the oompa loompas were small but it took six of them to carry a large chocolate bar. Actually, now she was able to see it more clearly, it did look big. Very big. The oompa loompas carefully lay the Chocolate bar on a stand in the centre of the room. "It's gotta be real big 'cause you know how on TV you can film a regular sized man and he comes out lookin' this small," he shows the size with his hand, which probably was a bit of an exaggeration. "Same basic principle," he adds, pressing a red button that was right in the centre of the control panel.

The Chocolate bar flew up into the air as the platform underneath it rised. Lights on each side of the room came on. However, as y/n looked down the goggles she was wearing slipped from her face and fell directly onto the floor in front of her. Great. Y/n reached for the goggles but there was not enough time. Mr.Wonka placed his gloved hand tightly over y/n's eyes to protect her from the bright flashing light that could probably have made her blind. Slowly taking his hand away, y/n looked up to see that the Chocolate bar was no longer there. She quickly picked up the goggles and put them back on. "It's gone!" Charlie exclaimed. Y/n smiled at his excitement. "Told ya," Mr.Wonka replied. Y/n didn't have a room like this in her factory. Mr.Wonka was definitely smarter than her, he had new ideas and shapes of candy coming out in stores every month. She only had a few coming out every year but they were good though!

"And that bar of chocolate is now rushing through the air above our heads in a million tiny little pieces," he flashing an adorable award winning smile as he looks up at the air. "Come on over here! Come on!" he repeats excitedly serval times as he rushed to check for the Chocolate. Mike and his father seemed rather bored but y/n and Charlie were just as hyper as Mr.Wonka right now as they rushed after him excitedly. "Do you think it worked?" Charlie asks.
"Probably, let's go see," y/n replies.
The oompa loompa that was watching TV glanced behind him to check if anyone was coming and sure enough they were. "Watch the screen!" Mr.Wonka exclaims loudly as everyone rushed up the steps to the TV. "Here it comes.." Mr.Wonka says to himself. "Look!" he smiles brightly at the screen. Everyone is bent down in front of the screen, staring intensely.

Y/n turned around slowly to see the oompa loompa in the chair trying to get a good view of the TV. "Can you see?" she asks, forgetting that he probably doesn't know English. He shakes his head no as a response and y/n tries her best to move out of his way. Mr.Wonka notices y/n fidgeting and gets the message. "He'll be fine, he's seen this a bunch of times," he whispers to her.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."

The Chocolate bar appeared on screen, looking slightly odd compared to its surroundings. "Take it," Mr.Wonka turns to Mike. "It's just a picture on a screen," he replies. Mr.Wonka sighs slightly and gives another childish reply.
"Scaredy-cat"
He then turns to Charlie and y/n.
"One of you take it," he smiles at y/n.
"You take it Charlie, go on." y/n encourages. "Go on, just reach out and grab it," Mr.Wonka tries to encourage him too. Charlie looks back at the screen in what looked to be deep thought. He stepped forward, closer to the TV. He reached out slowly and Mike looked at his arm and the way it snaked slowly into the TV screen. Charlie's hand grabbed hold of the Chocolate bar and pulled it out of the Television. "Wow.." y/n says.
"Yeah," Mr.Wonka replies smiling at how he managed to impress her.
"Eat it," he says, rather abruptly "Go on, it'll be the same delicious. It's the same bar it's just gotten a little smaller on the journey that's all," Charlie worked his way through the tough wrapping of the Wonka bar and Mr.Wonka explained this.

He soon freed the Wonka bar from the wrapping. Mr.Wonka made biting imitations as he looked at Charlie. Charlie took a small bite from the corner of the bar. "It's great," he grinned. "That's so cool!" y/n exclaimed cheerfully. Mr.Wonka smiled and turned around, walking over to the oompa loompas, just to stand next to him. "So imagine, you're sitting at home watching television and suddenly a commercial will flash onto the screen and a voice will say: wonka's chocolates are the best in the world. you don't believe us? try one for yourself. And you simply reach out and take it," he says, making motions and gestures with his hands.

sorry for stopping this here. the rest will be continued in Television Room 2.0 because its 00:15 here and I'm kind of tired. this isn't proofread so if there's any mistakes I'm sorry. Also, what the hell, 2k reads? That's actually unreal to me. We're at about 68 votes. I know both of these numbers aren't a lot compared to other things but I just wanted to thank you all for your support and thank you so much for reading this book and giving such nice feedback. I love you all, ❤️💞