It was another day in the factory. Charlie and Willy wonka were working in the invention room, trying to figure out how to fix the recipe for the blueberry pie in the three course dinner gum.

The one that turned Violet beauregarde into a blueberry... which wasn't funny.

Scary actually.

Willy looked at Charlie, a sigh escaping his lips.

"This is gosh darn hard my dear boy. I feel like we will never fix it"

Charlie looked at him and reassuringly placed a hand on his arm. "We will fix it Mr. Wonka."

Just then, an Oompa Loompa came into the room and tugged on Willy's pant leg.

He knelt down and the Oompa Loompa whispered something in his ear, making his eyes widen.

"Oh dear..."

"What is it Mr. Wonka?"

Charlie asked as Willy stood up.

"I'll be right back Charlie."

He ran out of the invention room, taking the great glass elevator. It landed in his room. He exited and grabbed his coat before running out of the factory. It was snowing outside and it was freezing.

In the distance, he saw a body with long blonde hair, not moving at all.

His eyes widened as he ran towards the body and opened the gates. He knelt down beside it and flipped it over, his heart stopping.

It was a girl... a beautiful girl in fact.

The most beautiful girl he ever laid eyes on.

Her skin was pale white, her lips a little blue. Her shirt was a little ripped, a little blood coming out of her bottom lip. Her left eye was a little swollen, her right cheek a little cut.

What happened to this poor, beautiful girl?

He had to help her.

He carefully wrapped his arms around her, positioning her head so it rested against his shoulder. He gently lifted her up before running into the factory.

The gates closed.

He ran into one of the spare bedrooms and gently laid her down on the bed. 

He turned on the fireplace before grabbing a few blankets. He placed them over her body before taking off his coat.

Oh he hoped she wasn't dead.

Why was he feeling this way? He doesn't even know her.

He ran into the bathroom and filled a bowl with warm water, grabbing a rag and walking towards her. He sat down on the edge of the bed and dipped the rag into the warm water.

He gently dabbed her forehead before cleaning the cut on her cheek. He cleaned the blood from her lip, just as she started to regain consciousness.

A soft groan escaped her lips... she was alive!

Oh thank god.

Her right eye fluttered open, since she couldn't open her left eye.

Willy's electric blue eyes looked into her right golden one, his heart fluttering.

He then realized that her shirt was ripped.

She whimpered in pain, her body aching.

He set the bowl on the nightstand before standing up. He walked to his room and grabbed an oversized t shirt with black socks before walking back towards the girl.

"I can't just leave her out there..." he thought to himself.

"W-who are you?" Her angelic and shaky voice ran in his ears.

He looked at her and set the t shirt on the bed with the socks.

"My name is Willy wonka. And what about you, my dear girl?"

She felt her heart flutter. "B-Brianna black..."

He couldn't take his eyes off her. She was so fragile and so beautiful. Like an angel.

He swallowed before clearing his throat. "I brought you a t shirt since your shirt is ripped... do you need help standing up?"

She looked into his eyes, her body shivering. She was still cold.

She slowly nodded as he removed the blankets. She sat up and he gently took her hands in his.

The poor thing.

He slowly helped her stand, her legs shaking.

She stumbled, but he caught her, helping her balance.

"It's gonna be ok. I promise..." he handed her the t shirt and he turned around, giving her privacy.

She took off her ripped shirt, leaving her leggings on. She took off her shoes and socks, putting on the fluffy black socks before putting on the t shirt.

When she was finished, he turned back around, watching her shaking body climb into bed. She looked tired.

His eyes softened as he moved the covers over her body.

"T-thank you Willy..."

He gave her a soft smile.

"You're welcome my dear. Get some rest..." he left the room and closed the door behind him.

Her eyelids fluttered to a close and she fell asleep.