It took awhile, but Wonka finally managed to convince his fellow trapped workmates to cover for him. The plan was simple, the others went about their daily work, scrubbing laundry in hopes of paying their debt, since due to the contract, their now trapped in Bleacher and Mrs Scrubitt’s basement. Noodle helps him escape outside, and keeps an eye on the two capturers, as well as their mangy dog, Tiddles.

So now that Wonka was free, he brushed himself off of any dust collecting on his coat, a smile etched on his face as he studied the crowded streets, a hopeful twinkle in his eye. He travelled down to the Gourmet Gala, a slight skip in his step.

Wonka hummed to himself, stepping onto a small podium placed in the centre of the crowded square.

“Ladies and gentlemen, you’re attention please!” He announced in a welcoming voice, his eyes flicking up to a nearby shop. The figure of Slugworth stood by a large window overlooking the square, and although Wonka couldn’t see it, he could imagine the frown engraved onto the man’s face as he observed Wonka selling chocolate, something Slugworth strongly advised him not to do to avoid competition.

An evergrowing crowd started to form in front of the podium, curious onlookers murmuring excitedly as they watched Wonka in anticipation.

Upon seeing the crowd’s attention, Wonka grinned, pulling out a small, round bulb of chocolate, wrapped in a bright blue foil.

“Might I introduce to you, my newest and most delicious creation yet. For this, ladies and gentlemen, is no ordinary chocolate, no. Just a taste of this, and you won’t be able to help but to smile and laugh.”

Gasps of awe escaped from the crowd, some applauding as they eyed the wrapped chocolate. Willy grinned, tossing the small chocolate into the crowd, which landed in your hands. He stepped down off the podium, walking towards you as the crowd watched, his hazel eyes observing you, encouraging you to take a bite.