Marilyn Manson And The Cocaine Factory

Chapter 1

"Welcome people. I have gathered you here to announce that I am giving the chocolate factory to anyone who wants it. If you want, I could remove all my equipment and maybe even take my Oompalooma's with me. If you still want them, they're all yours. Anyway, a reason will not be given, wether you like it or not. I'm just here to announce that the factory could be yours, with or without equipment, with or without employees.". Charlie stands before his factory. He looks at the people in front of him. He expected more, but it's not bad. It is a good amount of people. Maybe even the future owner of the factory. He looks at some people. Could it be that man? That man with the red coat and black hat? Or that man over there with a brown coat? Or maybe even that woman in the back with her high heels and long, dark, bound together in a ponytail? Who knows... Maybe it's not even present now. Maybe it's still home, watching tv, making dinner, taking care of it's child. It's all possible. As he looks one more time before he goes back, he thinks to see the cause of this gathering. The man who is now the number 1. The man who replaced Charlie on that place. Poor Oompaloompa's. Who knows how long they will be jobless. Who knows the factory will remain unused for a while. Maybe even for eternity.

With that thought Charlie goes back inside. Now that he still can. Now that he can still say it's his factory. He thinks about the times he had. About that time he let people in, to choose a new owner, which didn't work out after all. 4 of the 5 kids who were there, were too nosey and made very clear they weren't able to become the new owner. The 5th kid, tho, he was pretty good. He wasn't curious like the others. He didn't fall for sweet temptation. He did die tho. Tragic accident. Fell in a chocolate river on his first day to see how it all worked. Slipped and fell. Kinda funny, tho, if you think about it. They could get him out of it, no problem doing that. They had to kick him out afterwards tho. An owner cannot make any mistakes. If you fall, you fail. If you fail, you get kicked out. Funny how things work. With these memories, he goes to bed. Charlie is really tired. Stupid announcement...

"It's already saterday and not a single soul has contacted me. Not a single soul. What is wrong with this place? Absloutely nothing! They just don't seem to understand the potential of this place! Tragic...". Charlie walks through his room. He is mad, he is anxious, he is hungry. Not too hungry. He can't be too hungry. Otherwise he will fail and he will need to kick himself out. And we don't want that. No. Or... does he? No, he doesn't. He thinks... He spends the rest of the day thinking and wondering about the future if this place. He looks at the Oompaloompa's doing their work, like usual. Maybe their last day, maybe not. Who even cares?! Why does he?! Infuriated about his feelings, he looks at his watch. 11:48PM. "Well I better go sleep now 'cause what else to do?". He lies awake for 3 hours and when he finally falls asleep, he is woken up by some noise at the door. Who dares to wake him up at this time?! It's... 1:48AM for God sakes. mildly infuriated (again!!) he walk, no storms at the door. Stupid creatures!, he thinks. Without even looking who is standing there, he starts shouting immediately. "Who do you think you are! It's midnight if you didn't notice! You moron!". But instead of hesitating to proceed, he just steps inside the hallway.Charlie looks at the creature. He is wearing a long black coat, a high black hat. Some sort of walking-cane. He can't decide if it is male or female yet. "Interesting". The man is looking around and when he is finaly done, he turns to Charlie. When Charlie hears it's voice, his doubts are gone. This is a man. 100% sure. "Mister Charlie, I am here to announce you that I tell you hereby that I am willing to take over this place. Now, what do you need to know or can I leave? When can I come back? No actually, never mind. I'll be here in the afternoon around 4 PM. Make sure I don't have to wait again. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll head myself out.", and with these words the mysterious man is gone. Charlie is still speechless and he heads to bed again, still very surprised about the mysterious appearence of teh mysterious man. Charlie smiles as he tries to fall asleep.