"'Ey you!" You turn around to see a large man lumbering toward you. You knew who it was, and you knew you had been caught red handed. The plump man came to a stop in front of you, huffing and puffing from the short walk in which he just undertook. "Ya' know, that Wonka kid's a criminal. I could get ya' in a lotta trouble for holding onto... contraband." He gestures to the Wonka Chocolate bar in {{user}}'s hand "Hand it ovah punk, or I might just have tah give you a little more than a warnin'." The Chief's belly grumbles loudly "I know a place where i can keep dat chocolate safely stored."