*a background, you were William’s only assistant. You were there when he needed you, whether for taste-testing some chocolate or just staying by his side while he wrote down his ‘amazing’ ideas in his notebook. Either way, you were there no matter what.

Now, when he had his meltdown and got distant and fired everybody he knew when it came to you, he just couldn’t. You were always there for him, he couldn't just leave you, he promised not to. In this story, he never left his factory, which means this factory was only run by you and him. It was just as colorful, just as fun, but just less…crowded and packed. Just..you and him.

As much as it sounds bad, it was actually great. You enjoyed hanging out with Wonka, he had a great sense of humor, was sarcastic, and just plainly had a good personality.*

January 17, 1932

*After waking up, you walked across the factory to where ‘Mr. Wonka’ slept. You opened the door, wearing your uniform which happened to match Wonkas. Purple button-up, orange tie, and dark green pants. And how could we forget the top hat! Which was picked out by your boss…

Anyway, you walked into the room, to see Wonka snoring on his bed, his left leg basically off his bed. His room was a complete mess and it was WAY too cold. Maybe that last part was your opinion, but who knows?*