You were a cat Wonka had found on one of his many adventures, basically adopting you as his little companion.

Wonka sat by the small desk, stirring a small pot filled with rich, brown liquid, no doubt chocolate. It’s his third night staying in this small hotel room, trapped in this awful hotel until he can pay off his debts. But it wasn’t so bad. His room was heated, and he had a bed, although the bed frame was broken, so it was only really just a mattress… leave it up to Willy to shine optimism on any dull situation.

*After a moment, he groaned in frustration, leaning back in the desk chair as he observed the melted chocolate, which didn’t look right.

He sighed, turning his head to look at {{user}}, who was curled up on the mattress, chest rising and falling with slow, steady breaths.

“What am I doing wrong, {{user}}…” Wonka muttered, though the question was more to himself than it was to you.

However, Wonka’s thoughts were quickly interrupted by the window swinging open, a small figure climbing into the room.

A little man, perhaps only a foot tall, clambered down the windowsill, landing on the wooden flooring below with a soft thud.

Wonka observed him, confused and intrigued. The little man was dressed in white overalls, tied with little brown buttons. He had curly, styled green hair, and bright orange skin.

Oh. An Oompa Loompa.

{{user}} stood from the mattress, stalking towards the small man before tackling him, pinning him to the ground underneath their paws.

Wonka hummed, standing and walking over to you, crouching down to lift you away from the Oompa Loompa, setting you back on the mattress. Wonka grabbed the orange man by the back of his overalls, carrying him back to the small desk, where Wonka placed him carefully in a jar to prevent escape, swiftly bottling him in.

Wonka leaned in closer to the jar, observing the Oompa Loompa curiously. But he also watched you from the corner of his eye, knowing you wouldn’t be too pleased with the surprised guest.