🍭Esme's P.O.V 🍭

I walked over to the group as I heard Willy telling them the story of how he met the oompa loompa's. I stood beside Charlie and he smiled up at me, I smiled back. He looked at Willy and smirked at me as if to say "Do you like him?"

I did a little zipper motion on my lips asking him to keep quiet. He nodded, understanding.

"They are such wonderful workers" Willy said "I feel I must warn you though they are rather mischievous, always making jokes..."

"Augustus, my child! That is not a good thing you do!" Mrs. Gloop called out.

We all turned to see Augustus drinking straight from the chocolate river. He was lapping up the chocolate like he was starving, which of course he wasn't.

"Hey! little boy!" Willy called "My chocolate must be untouched by human hands!"

"Augustus! Be careful" I yelled to him "You're going to-" 

At that moment Augustus fell head first into the chocolate river, all the parents gasped.

"-Fall in..." My voice trailed off. Sometimes it hurts to be right!

Augustus surfaced with his face painted with chocolate, he gasped and desperately tried to stay afloat in the chocolate.

"He'll drown!" Cried Mrs. Gloop. "he can't swim!" She yelled to Willy "save him!"

We all watched as Augustus struggled to swim through the chocolate. And his mother's panicking probably didn't help.

I noticed one of the pipes coming near Augustus and my eyes widened. The pipe lowered itself down and began to suck up the chocolate and, unfortunately, Augustus too. He got caught in a whirlpool of chocolate disappeared below the surface.

When he resurfaced he was inside of the pipe, the pipe began sucking him up.

"There he goes!" Said Violet.

"Call the fire brigade!" Shouted Mrs. Gloop.

"It's a wonder how that pipe is big enough?" Wondered Mrs. Beaurgaurde.

Augustus began to slow down near the top of the pipe.

"It isn't big enough" said Charlie "he's slowing down!"

"He's gonna stick" said mike.

"I think he has" said Mr. Teavee.

"He's blocked the whole pipe" said Mr. Salt.

"Look! The oompa loompa's!" Charlie noticed.

The oompa loompa's has started to chant and sing.

"What are they doing?" Asked Veruca.

"They're singing!" I smiled.

"I believe they're going to treat us to a little song" said Willy "it is quite a special occasion, they haven't had a fresh audience in many moons."

The song ended and Willy and I clapped.

"Bravo! Well done!" I praised them.

"Aren't they delightful?" Asked Willy "Aren't they charming?"

"I do say they all seem rather rehearsed?" Said Mr. Salt.

"Like they knew it was gonna happen?" Said Mike.

"Oh poppycock!" Exclaimed Willy.

"Where is my son?" Asked a panicked Mrs. Gloop. "Where does that pipe go to?"

"That pipe just so happens to go to the room where I make the most delicious kind of  strawberry-flavored chocolate-coated fudge!"

"Then he will be made into strawberry-flavored chocolate-coated fudge!" Said Mrs. Gloop horrified "they'll be selling him by the pound all over the world!"

"No, I wouldn't allow it" said Willy firmly "The taste would be terrible!"

I giggled "Yeah! Can you imagine Wonka's Augustus-flavored chocolate-covered Gloop! Ew! That would be disgusting and no one would buy it!"

"Exactly" said Willy, giving me a smile.

I blushed and bit my lip slightly.

Then Willy did an oompa loompa call and one walked up to us. We leaned down to him.

"I need you to take Mrs. Gloop up to the fudge room, kay? Help her find her son" asked Willy "and take a long stick and start poking around in the big chocolate mixing barrel."

The oompa loompa crossed his arms over his chest and Willy did the same. Then he bowed and grabbed Mrs. Gloop by the skirt, leading her away to the fudge room.

"Mr. Wonka?" Asked Charlie.

"Huh?" Willy looked down at him.

"Why would Augustus's name already be in the oompa loompa song?" Asked Charlie "if they just--"

"Improvastation is a parlor trick" explained Willy "anyone can do it."

He looked at Violet "you, little girl, say something, anything."

"Chewing gum" said Violet. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at that.

"Chewing gum is really gross, chewing gum I hate the most!" Recited Willy "see? Exactly the same!"

"No, it isn't!" Said Mike.

"Uh, you really shouldn't mumble, because I can't hear a single word you're saying" said Willy "now then, on with the tour!"

AN: Sorry this one took a while! Comments? Votes?