It had been years since the factory shut down. It was nothing more than a cold greyish colour scheme of buildings sitting miserably behind gates. It came to the news rather quickly that a pipe had begun to produce steam to the outside world, letting everyone know that there could be a possible chance of Mr. Wonka coming back to the candy-making scene.

Now that we're talking about Mr. Wonka let's talk about his wife as well, shall we? They were both living a private life. In fact, this whole factory shutting down made (Y/N)'s life more private as it already was... It may have been calm and collecting, but a lot of things happened behind the scenes. They even came to the point of discussing divorce, but they knew they loved each other way too much for that.

But, for now, they were getting ready for the big day. The day that they would allow actual people onto their humble, yet big, abode. Both (Y/N) and Willy stood at the entrance, she was fixing his coat collar.

"You look great in this coat, Mr. Wonka." She teased, smirking just a tad bit. She then moved on to fixing to little "W" emblem that held his shirt collar together.

"Why, thank you (Y/N). You look absolutely stunning as well..." He took little pauses as he spoke, giggling after what he said excitedly. He told himself not to get too excited at the matching dress she was wearing. Instead, he moved on to what was important. "Are you sure you wanna go public with our relationship?"

"Well... It's about time people know about us." Her smirk turned into a smile as she finished up the adjustments. She pressed a kiss to his cheek and giggled afterward.

"What? What's so funny?" He asked, chuckling nervously and putting his round sunglasses on.

"You're blushing." She always found it cute when the slightest of pigment of pink found its way onto his cheeks.

He made a little frowning face, watching her walk on towards the candy meadow...Yeah, he really loved her.

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When they came in through the entrance of the meadow, (Y/N) had already started taking some of the candy off of the trees. She heard Willy's voice ring throughout the entire meadow and looked up from her handy work, As advised by the candyman himself, she had been wearing gloves to protect the candy from getting any dirt on them.

She stood up and took her gloves off from the bottom, making sure they were completely balled up into each other. Then, she made her way on over to the group of people with a small wave. Willy picked up on this and smiled, making a sharp turn towards his beloved.

"Oh!" He exclaimed, gesturing to come over with his gloved hand. It made little squeaking sounds as he did the gesture. (Y/N) came over and stood next to him, putting her hands behind her. "Here she is! My beloved, (Y/N). We're married, you know?"

She blushed a little as she let out a sharp chuckle, her cheeks and nose ran hot when she smiled. She never thought he would say something so casually. "Hi.." She waved, moving to stand a little closer to him. "As he said, I'm Mrs. Wonka. I watch over things like the meadow." She looked out into the meadow, turning and pointing towards it.

"If he had a wife, why didn't he say anything?" A boy, known as Mike Teevee, spoke up. An expression of confusion etched across his face.

Willy was ready to retaliate, and he opened his mouth to reply. He was stopped by his own wife, who probably knew what was gonna be said. He closed his mouth and cleared his throat, looking over at (Y/N).

"Well, a lot of people like me want to keep our lived private... It may take us a little while to relish in that privacy before letting it go private.. especially with relationships."

Now, Willy could admit that the response was very professional.. which is another reason why he loved her, she could stay professional in even the worst situations. He eyed her lovingly and without hesitation, smiling like an idiot. When it was all said and done with the conversation, (Y/N) looked over at him.

"Willy." She semi-whispered, making him snap out of the little state he was in. He shook his head and made a few faces before turning to look at the group of people.

"O-Oh! Yeah.. um.. Enjoy!" He chuckled nervously and smiled once more. He let the group of adults and kids run off into the meadow, and turned towards (Y/N). "Sorry for.. uhh.. staring."

"There's nothing to be sorry for, sweetheart." She giggled, patting his shoulder and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Just..keep on goin'."

• END OF PART TWO TO: GOLDEN TICKET •