Willy Wonka x The Once-Ler

Chapter 2: Short Interaction

Once-ler's POV:

"Once-ler." I responded, shaking his hand.

The man named Willy hummed uninterestedly as his gloves squeaked against mine. He released his hand from mine, wiping it on his coat before leaning on his cane.

"So uh... what's with the glass thingy over there?" I questioned as I motioned towards the box.

"Huh? Oh that there is a special elevator of my invention. It can go up, down, sideways slantways, and basically any way you can imagine. Yeah." Willy stated rather proudly.

I made an 'o' shape with my mouth in understanding. "So, you're an inventor as well?" I asked as Willy turned his attention back to me.

"Well, somewhat. Most have to do with candy. Mainly chocolate. You see, I'm a chocolatier. Yeah." He stated, taking off his glasses as he spoke. His eyes... they were... purple? Well, I've seen weirder. Erm... like walking and talking furry orange peanuts with bright yellow mustaches. Not naming any names, here...

"Oh. Well, I consider myself an inventor as well." I smiled proudly, placing a hand on my puffed out chest.

He hummed in an impassive way. However, I continued.

"I created a fairly new invention in fact. I like to call it, the thneed." I said as I unwrapped the thneed from my neck. "It can do the job of many. It can be used from cleaning dirty floors to being a fashionable hat." I said as I put it on my head.

He hummed again and turned his attention to some truffala fruit hanging from a nearby tree. "Well I'm sorry but I do have to be on my way erm..." He trailed off and looked me up and down.

"Once-ler." I repeated.

"Well then, no need to excuse me Mr. Ler but I have to be on my way." He excused himself and strode off to the fruit before I could say another word.

I sighed and wrapped the thneed back around my neck as I turned and continued to town with Melvin to try and sell my invention another day.

Willy's POV:

I began walking over to a pink pear-shaped fruit that was hanging off of a weird-looking tree. The tree was tall; Probably 15 feet or so. Its white bark was stripped with black and at the top sat many very soft looking orange tufts.

I approached the tree. Noticing the fruit was a ways away from the ground. I hummed and eyed the tree up and down. I wasn't exactly the strongest person, so scaling the tree was a no-no Then an idea popped into my head; I could cut the tree down. After all, there are hundreds if not thousands of trees in this valley.

I leaned on my cane as I looked around for something to chop it down. My eyes caught on something sparkling in the bright sunlight. I walked over to it to see an axe lodged in the stump of a tree surrounded by stones.

'How convenient.' I thought. I set my cane by the stump as I weld my gloved fingers around the handle. With one firm yank, I pulled the hatchet out of the stump.

I began to make my way back to the fruit-bearing tree and raised the axe to my right. I took one hard swing at the tree. I took the axe out as I readied it for another hit. I took another hard swing as I cut through the tree completely, severing it from the ground.

The tree slowly fell and creaked. It landed on the ground with a soft but loud thud, making the tufts rustle a bit from the fall.

I dropped the axe as I dusted off my jacket. I walked over to the fruit to see it was nowhere to be found. The smile I had on my face turned to one of confusion. I stood from my bent-over position and scanned the Valley for whatever could've taken it.

"Hey, buddy." A voice said.

I jumped a little and began looking for the voice.

"Down here." It said, sounding slightly annoyed.

I looked down and saw an orange creature. Blue eyes glaring at me from behind his yellow mustache.

"Who do you think you are, coming here and chopping down one of my trees." He asked, accusingly pointing a furry finger at me.

I opened and closed my mouth a few times. "Uh, I'm Willy Wonka." I greeted.

"Uh-huh, and I'm the Lorax. I speak for the trees. And the trees say to 'go away!'"

"Well, Lorax. I'm only here to get ideas for another invention." I spat at him.

"Oh? So you're like beanpole, huh? Well, I already gotta deal with one, so leave!" He snapped.

"Okay. But for your information little... guy. It's not because you told me to." I snapped back.

I pouted as I walked over to my glass elevator. My tantrum was interrupted when I ran into the elevator. I stumbled back a few steps before regaining my balance.

"I really gotta watch where I park this thing." I mumbled to myself.

I opened the door and stepped inside and pressed a button that would take me back to my factory. I heard a small beep and looked at the small screen next to me.

"Out of fuel? But I haven't even gone anywhere... welp. Now what...?"

I looked around and sighed in frustration. The Oompa Loompas should find out I'm gone and track the elevator's location to find me. In the meantime, sleeping should pass the time faster, and so that's what I did. I sat down on the lush green grass of the valley and began to flutter my eyes shut as I drifted into the void of a dreamless nap.

Oop, sorry I haven't updated this for 2 months I completely forgot about this book. So enjoy chapter 2 while I try to find the motivation to have chapter 3 out by next week :D