23Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory franchise or any characters associated with the franchise. All rights belong to Roald Dahl, Tim Burton, and Warner Bros. Pictures. This is not my intellectual property, and no financial gain is made from this nor will be sought. This is purely for entertainment purposes only.
Author's note: Hello, readers! You may remember reading one of my stories, "Where All the Bad Nuts Go", which I consider to be my magnum opus. Ever since I asked reviewers if they would like me to write a sequel, the responses have definitely been "yes", and I decided to collaborate with Gs33022 during the process of forming my ideas for the sequel. This story takes place four years after the events of "Where All the Bad Nuts Go", and if you haven't read that story yet, I highly recommend you do so before reading this one. You can find it on my profile. Without further ado, please enjoy our latest effort! :)
(Note: this chapter was written by Gs33022.)
Chapter 1 - The Letter
It has been four years since Mr. Wonka invited Charlie Bucket and the rest of the Ticket winners to the factory. Everyone was happy and well, and they got along just fine. Four years ago, however, that wasn't the case.
Mr. Wonka sent out five Golden Tickets which were hidden under five ordinary Wonka Bars. Having possession of one Golden Ticket allowed the winner a tour of Mr. Wonka's factory, as well as a lifetime supply of chocolate. The first four Tickets were found by Augustus Gloop, a gluttonous boy who only thought of eating; Veruca Salt, a spoiled brat who desired everything; Violet Beauregarde, a perpetual gum-chewer, as well as a karate expert who won hundreds of trophies and claimed herself to always be a winner; the fourth Golden Ticket was found by Mike Teavee, a boy obsessed with television, science, and video games, who tried to always act smart like he knew everything.
The fifth Ticket was found by a kind boy named Charlie Bucket. Together, the five of them went in for a tour of the factory, but Augustus and Violet suddenly got eliminated from the tour. When it came to Veruca, a rather…strange event happened.
Mr. Wonka took the remaining group members, Veruca and her father; Mike and her father, and Charlie and his Grandpa Joe-to the Nut Sorting Room, a blue and white room where he contained special squirrels dedicated to shelling the nuts out of the walnut shells. Veruca's spoiled personality got the best of her, and the squirrels were just about to toss her down the chute…
...when Charlie rushed down by Mr. Wonka's squirrel arena and attempted to save her! However, it wasn't as easy as it sounded. The squirrels tried to attack Charlie, but with some help from Mike and his father, Charlie succeeded. After this, Mike got eliminated-but it wasn't over yet. In order to truly determine Mr. Wonka's next heir, the famous chocolatier hid a key in one of his factory rooms, and the now five children were tasked with finding it. That wasn't the worst of it for the poor children, though. They got separated from their relatives, forcing the five of them to put aside their flaws and work together. To put a long story short...they succeeded!
Mr. Wonka then put Charlie through a test. He told Charlie that he and his family could move into the factory, but the other children had to go home- even Veruca, whom he had developed a crush on. Charlie Bucket stated that he would not be Mr. Wonka's heir unless the other children would be allowed to stay as well. Mr. Wonka then revealed a plot twist- it was all a test, dedicated to showcasing Charlie's integrity!
As a result, the five children, along with their parents, moved into the factory together, and all was well. Four years later, however, things would begin to once again become a little strange..
~Charlie's POV~
I slowly opened my eyes. I looked around my environment, and slowly remembered where I was. I was on the top floor of my replica house that Mr. Wonka had built for us a few years ago. I looked around thoughtfully, and seeing through the roof the walls of the Chocolate Room, and I heard the peaceful sound of the chocolate waterfall, as well as the suck-suck-sucking of the pipes as they did their work, sucking up the chocolate and carrying it away, all over the factory.
I got out of my bed and walked down the stairs to my grandparents' room. I saw that Grandpa Joe was wide awake, and Grandma Josephine, Grandpa George, and Grandma Georgina were just starting to wake up. I saw my mother and father gripping some plates from our cupboards and placing them onto a large table by my grandparents' bed. While this was happening, my four grandparents started to get themselves out of bed as well, and they helped my parents as well. I had no clue as to what was going on at the moment.
"What's happening?" I asked to my family from the top of the stairs. "Is something the matter?"
"Why, son, tell me you haven't forgotten!" Mr. Bucket, my father, laughed happily.
"Forgotten what?" I asked, genuinely confused.
"It's the anniversary of the factory tour!" my mother smiled. "We're helping to prepare the celebration!"
"I even took a day off work to help!" my father grinned. "And guess what? It's free, too! My boss said, 'Anything for you, my friend! You helped my company, so it's high-time that I repay you! As far as I'm concerned, you can take off as many days as you need!'"
"That's wonderful, dad!" I exclaimed happily.
I suddenly remembered. Today was the day! It was four years since my original tour with Mr. Wonka and my grandfather! How could I have forgotten such a special day?!
I rushed back up the stairs of my replica home and got dressed. I brushed my teeth, combed my hair, blew my nose, and for goodness sakes, certainly I got all my mud off my pants! I rushed back downstairs past my family, and went to my mailbox by my replica house. I opened it, and there was a single, white envelope in it. It was addressed to me, and it was from none other than my mentor, Mr. Willy Wonka himself. I walked back inside my house, sat down at the table, and began to read the letter out loud as my family began to gather around me.
Dear Charlie Bucket:
It is my great pleasure to send you this humble letter. As you may know, it is the fourth anniversary of my original factory tour that I held with you, Augustus, Veruca, Violet, and Mike (who should be receiving their letters shortly as well). To celebrate, I've concocted many surprises throughout the day beyond your wildest imagination. In your best dreams you could not imagine the marvellous surprises that await you! To start, I will be giving a speech right here in the Chocolate Room at 10 am sharp. I hope to see you there!
I shake you warmly by the hand,
Mr. Willy Wonka
I folded the letter back up and put it back in the envelope. My family all stared at me with warm, supportive smiles, and I smiled back.
I wonder what Mr. Wonka means by "surprises", I thought. After all, I have seen everything there is to see with Mr. Wonka...or have I?
Author's note: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of our story! Please feel free to review, and as always, stay tuned for more! :)
