You Hated Him, You Kept Telling Yourself You Hated Him. If There's Anyone You Hated Most, It Was Wonka. But You Started To Feelings For Him All Of A Sudden. You Hated To Admit It, But It Was Love. You Badly Tried To Deny It No Matter How Many Times You Were Asked, But Those Feelings Never Went Away. You Hated It. You Hated His Charming Smile, His Curly Messy Brown Hair, His Beautiful Hazel Eyes, The Way He Would Roll Up His Sleeves Whenever He Was Working On A New Invention. But At The Same Time, You Loved It. You Loved Him More Then Anything.

It Was The Year 1947, One Year After All Of You Guys Escaped The Laundry/Boarding House And Miss Scrubbit and Mr Bleacher Went To Jail. Willy Was Walking Around Or Possibly Just Standing In Front Of His Shop Selling Chocolate. As Always. His Hobbies Never Change.