VIII: Welcome To The Factory

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"Wasn't that just magnificent?" the man asked. Emma couldn't help but smile. She knew that this had to be Willy Wonka. "I was worried it was getting a little dodgy in the middle part, but then that finale. Wow!"

The man walked up the steps and turned to stare at everyone. "Who are you?" Violet asked.

"He's Willy Wonka." Emma said, in an almost dreamy tone. Sure, she pictured him to be handsome, but he was more beautiful than she could have imagined. And she already loved his quirky personality. Even though she believed she met him out of the factory and even in her workplace.

"Really?" Charlie asked, a smile on his face.

"Good morning, starshine! The earth says hello!" Willy greeted. Everyone stared at him like he was nuts, but Emma slightly snickered, obviously amused by the man.

Willy looked at her, and smiled a little bit

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Willy looked at her, and smiled a little bit. He was glad someone liked his greeting. He reached into his jacket and pulled out some cards. "Dear guests, greetings! Welcome to the factory. I shake you warmly by the hand." He extended his hand out for someone to shake it, but no one was stepping forward. That is, until Emma did. She could tell that he wasn't used to social interaction, so she wanted to be polite and try to make the situation a bit more comfortable for him.

She grabbed his hand and shook it, flashing him a smile. "It's very nice to meet you!" She whispered to him, before stepping back to stand beside Charlie again.

Willy just simply stared at her. Not only was she the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen before, but she was kind and there was this warmth he felt when his gloved hand touched hers. He glanced back down at his cards when he felt he had been staring too long. "My name is Willy Wonka!"

Veruca pointed at the chair. "Then shouldn't you be up there?"

"Well, I couldn't very well watch the show from up there, now could I little girl?" This made Emma giggle yet again. Her angelic laugh was like music to Willy's ears. He couldn't help but smile at her again.

Charlie was quick to notice the silent interaction between his aunt and the chocolatier. He may have been young, but he isn't blind to notice when two people were already in love.

Willy then smiled. He took hold of his cane. "Let's get a move on, kids." Everyone followed him into the factory.

"Don't you want to know our names?" Augustus asked.

"Can't imagine how it would matter." Willy replied. "Come quickly. Far too much to see." He led everyone to a long room with a long red carpet, pale grey walls and bright lights. "Just drop your coats anywhere." Willy shed his coat, dropping it on the ground, and he took off his sunglasses as well, dropping them on top of his coat.

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