Chatpter 7: The Hair Room (Uck!)

Wonka walked along with a sigh. This was dragging on, and on, and on... And he had two potentials! The chocolateir bit his lip, out of character, a nod to an invisible force, faking a smile to the people behind him. The parents and their devils, excluding the two children holding hands, were watching him. Duck-like... Stoically for the parents and dependantly for the greedy demons that they birthed.

"Now, uh... Ladies and gentleman, we'll move on. We're going to come to a bridge... And a boat. It will...Ferry use across." Like a bird, the child-like man twittered on both feet, off and on. Charlie was watching him with worried, chocolate... Deliciously beautiful eyes for such a hopeful soul.

"And whose rowing us?" Mike sneered, a smirk on his hideous face. "Your... Loompas again?"

"Stop, Mike." Mr. Teevee sighed, letting the man continue. Even the parents were impressed with this 'vessle' to ferry them across the river. Its head was dragon like, to which Mike liked, and Violet liked its colors. Charlie, who was a simple-pleasured boy, liked the features on its graceful neck. Veruka loved the formation of the tiny, expensive men... Her father hated it.

"E-Everyone aboard. Haha... Gte it? Aboard? Okay." Wonka sighed, his joke missed by the many in the back, stepping in daintily, twitching like the bird he acted like. The parents and children sat uncomfortable, yet Violet sat Charlie down and smiled to him, to which his cholotatey smile made her melt. Wonka allowed a smile before clearing his throat. Leaning over the two children carefully, he took a ladel, scooping some of the river up. "You looked... Hungry, little boy." He offered the ladel warmly.

"No, sir... You keep it..." Charlie's eyes lit up like the best, lightest chocolatey fudge, before he took Violet's insistance. "Thank you, Mr. Wonka..." Willy nodded, going back to his buiness. Charlie laughed softly, tasting it with the light of hopeful children. Violet matched it, too.

Wonka looked ahead, disregarding the thoughts crowing his head. This boy was someone he might have fallen in love with as a child... And would still if he weren't careful. The chocolateir sighed to himself, this noticed easily by the attentive two children next to him. No, they belonged to each other. The man laughed nervously, causing Mr. Salt to look at the him like he were a freak, before shaking his head. "Now, hold on tight, everyone. We're in for a rough ride." He giggled.

Now was the test: who was fit for his factory, with the two children in equal competition? And they didn't even know it yet.

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