Hello, This is my very first story to write on , which is the most amazing site ever. Anywho I do not own Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, the credit goes to Roald Dahl and Tim Burton. Although Samantha is my character. I hope you guys enjoy and please do comment or criticize, I would appreciate it very much. Thanks and enjoy!!

So baby come to me, show who you are, yeah yeah yeah

Sweet to me, like sugar to my heart

I’m cravin’ for you, I’m missin’ you like candy

I was soon interrupted with my cellphone. I got my phone unhooked from my pants and answered

“Hello?”

“Hey Samantha, we got a big problem down here, I think you should come down here.” Willy Wonka, my boss, said frantically.

“What happened now?” I said with irritation.

“Just get down here quick.”

“Alright, alright I’m coming, DORK!”

“I heard that.” “No shit sherlock?”

“Just get down here.”

“What ever.”

I went down to the inventing room, riding the big pink seahorse sugar boat down the chocolate rapids. When I finally got there I raced up the stairs and through the door. In the inventing room are many odd machines and tons of tables with beakers and test tubes.

“Sam!” I was soon greeted by Charlie, my second boss, and one of his bear hugs.

“Hey Charlie what’s going on?”

“You have to see this Sam, it’s simply hilarious!”

We walked over to where Willy was, where we saw this mass of hair standing by him. I couldn’t hold it any longer I burst out laughing, you know the kind of laugh that sends you to the floor about to pee your pants?

“Oh my gosh it’s Cousin It from the Adam’s Family, can I have your autograph?”

“Very funny Sam.” Willy said sarcastically.

“You know I try Mr.Wonka.”

“I still can’t perfect the Hair Toffee, gosh darn the consequences.”

“You know you shouldn’t put yourself down like that, I mean you ARE the world’s most greatest chocolatier.” I said with confidence.

“Wow, was that an actual compliment Sam?” Charlie asked.

“No, I just said that so we don’t end up like huge walking fur balls.”

“What was that MUMBLER!”

“Oh, I know you heard me Mr.Wonka.”

“Sorry I don’t listen to mumblers because they really bum me out.”

“You heard me and you know it.”

“Did not!”

“Did too!”

“Did not!”

“Did too!”

“Not not not!”

Hi I’m Samantha and I’m Mr.Wonka’s assistant, which can be a really big pain in the ass. Don’t get me wrong I love my job, it’s just the big doofus I work for. It may seem we don’t get a long at all, but that’s not entirely true. We just love to give each other a hard time. It's been 3 years since I started working here. I was taken in by, well, mostly Charlie, with a lot of convincing. I don't really want to talk about how I got into the factory right this moment. All I can say though is it wasn't good intentions that put me where I am now, but after these 3 years I have come to like my job that Mr. Wonka has given me.

“Well I say you heard me you big chicken butt.” I teased.

“Well I say I didn’t you doink.” Willy retorted.

“Would you two stop it, your acting like a bunch of five year olds.” Charlie said annoyingly.

“You should try it sometime Charlie it’s so much FUN!” I said enthusiastically, while clapping my hands.

“Yeah, but you act like you have a crush on each other.”

I just couldn’t believe what he said, me have a crush on Mr.Wonka, no way Jose.

“Yeah like that will ever happen.” Willy and I said at the same time.

“Since you both said that so fast maybe you guys are hiding something.” Charlie said with a sly grin.

“Me, no way it’s him.” I pointed to Willy.

“No way it’s her.” Willy pointed to me.

“Maybe it’s both of you guys.”Charlie suggested.

“No way it’s HIM/HER!” we both pointed at each other.

I pushed Willy’s hand away. “No, no, no and no, not going to happen.” I walked out of the inventing room and left Charlie and Willy alone. “This means war.” I said to myself.