title is self explanatory! send imagines if you'd like! no smut please!

The 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 it's absolutely freezing outside. Our only way of getting around is by walking. (Charlie And The Chocolate Factory 2005 film fan fiction, credit goes to Tim Burton and Roald Dahl)

(Y/n) found Charlie when you were only 16, he was 5, and adopted him as your own. Although you're poor in money, (as cheesy as it is) you're rich in love. I do not own the characters and I only follow the basic plot of the movie. Just so you're aware! So I basically move around some words and such.

Just a quick little sweet Wonka Story.