🍬Wendy's P.O.V🍬

We were walking down the hall when I got a great idea that would speed things along.

"Daddy, why don't we take the elevator?" I asked.

"Good idea, puddin pop!" Said Daddy "I don't know why I didn't think of this before the elevator is by far the most efficient way to get around the factory."

We stepped inside and Mike looked around at all the buttons.

"There can't be this many floors!" He said.

"And just how do you know Mr. Smarty pants?" I asked him.

"And this isn't just an ordinary up and down elevator" said Daddy "this elevator can go sideways, longways slantwaysand any other ways you can think of! You just push a button and whoosh your off."

We jolted to one side and zoomed down then zoomed forward and we were in fudge mountain with powdered sugar snow raining down around us.

"Look!" I pointed to the humongous mountain of fudge.

"Ladies and gentleman, welcome to fudge mountain!" Said Daddy.

We went into another room beside that were a bunch of pink sheep were getting sheared.

Daddy frowned "I'd rather not talk about this one."

I nodded, knowing why.

We came to the room next to that one and we saw a bunch of burnt puppets.

"Oh no!" I said "What happened?"

"This is the puppet hospital and burn center" Daddy said meekly "it's relatively new."

We left that room and cane to a stop and drop.

"Ah! The administration office!" Said Daddy.

We stopped in front of Doris desk.

"Hi Doris!" I waved. She looked up and waved back.

Then we went backwards to the candy fireworks room. Where we shoot exploding candies into the air.

"Oooh! Ahhh!" I said, admiring the colors.

"Why is everything here completely pointless?" Asked Mike rudely.

I glared at him.

"Candy doesn't have to have a point that's why it's candy" said Charlie.

Daddy looked at him admiringly. I gasped under my breath, he likes Charlie! He's going to choose him!

"Its stupid!" Yelled Mike "Candy is a waste of time!"

Daddy got a sad look on his face, I hugged him, reminding him to go back to a happier time with me. I knew it wouldn't help matters with Charlie, but it would help him feel better about his past.

             🍫Willy's P.O.V 🍫

Wendy was two years old when she discovered the pink cotton candy sheep shearing room. The only problem was she didn't know what sheep shearing meant...

I was in the chocolate room trying to come up with new candy idea's. When an oompa loompa came up to me... a bald oompa loompa?

"What happened?" I asked him.

He did some angry hand signals that meant Wendy thought the oompa loompas were hurting the sheep with the shearing tools and decided to shave those oompa loompas bald.

I went to the sheep room where I found six other bald oompa loompas and Wendy in her time-out chair in the corner.

She gave me a look that broke my heart:

But I had to be firm with her or else she'll think she can get away with this kind of stuff all the time.

I walked up to her and scowled at her. Her big sad eyes filled with tears.

"Wendy, do you have something to say to the oompa loompas?" I asked her.

She looked at them. "Sor-wee" she apologized.

They nodded forgivingly.

I walked Wendy to our living part of the factory and sat her down in the living room.

I looked at her disappointed. She stared at her shoes.

"Wendy, you can't disturb the oompa loompas when their working" I told her "you know that, it's one of the rules!"

"Oompas hurt baa-baa's" she said referring to the sheep. "Bad oompas!"

"Wendy, the oompa loompas take care of us! They aren't bad!" I tried to explain.

"No! Baa-baa's good! Oompas bad!" She sqeauled angerily.

"Okay! I've had enough!" I yelled "go to your room and don't come out for the rest of the night!"

She looked scared when I yelled. That was the first time I yelled at her.
She ran to her bedroom and turned to me in the door frame.

"Bad Daddy!" She yelled at me "MEAN DADDY!" She slammed the door.

That stung a lot, I remembered a time when I thought my father was the meanest person in the world.

I sighed and noticed she left her favorite plush toy called Mr. Gumdrop out in the hall:

I picked him up and knocked on her door.

"Wendy?" I said, hoping she had forgivin me. "You forgot Mr. Gumdrop?"

She opened the door a crack, then snatched Mr. Gumdrop and slammed it close again, without letting me in.

I tried again an hour later. "Wendy?" I called through the door. "Do you want to have a tea party with Daddy?"

She opened the door a crack and yelled a quick NO! And shut it again.

After many more failed attempts at trying to coax Wendy out of her room. I turned yo the oompa loompas for help. After I explained my situation to them, they answered with "Did you try using food?"

It had just accrued to me that Wendy hadn't eaten in the past few hours.

I made my own blend of hot chocolate which I called Wonka Wonky hot chocolate. I only made it on special occasions and it was Wendy's favorite.

I sat and sipped it outside her door. "Mmmm" I said "too bad Wendy's not here. I guess I'll have to drink these two mugs of Wonka Wonky hot chocolate all by myself! What a pity! Oh well!"

Wendy opened her door and peeked out. "Daddy?" She said longingly.

"Huh?" I said.

"I have some?" She asked meekly.

"Well, maybe if I see those pretty brown eyes and the sweetest smile ever, I'd be willing to share."

She came out and blinked her big brown eyes.

"Good" I said "now all were missing is the sweetest smile ever."

"No smile" she pouted "sad..."

I put down my cup. "Maybe I can help with that" I said. I pushed my two ears forward and stuck my tongue out at her, making a funny face at her.

She giggled then crossed her eyes while doing fishy lips.

I laughed. "Good job, do you want your hot chocolate now?" I asked her.

"No hot choca" she said, crawling in my lap and hugging me "want Daddy."

I smiled at her "All I ever wanted was to see you too."

She smiled up at me.

"So if you don't want this hot chocolate, can I have it?" I asked, getting ready to drink hers.

"No!" She whined "share with me!"

I laughed "You can have it all."

"Okay!" She said "more for me!"

We sat there drinking our hot chocolate's together.

           🍫End of flashback🍫

           🍬Wendy's P.O.V🍬

"I wanna pick a room!" Mike demanded.

"Go ahead" I smirked.

And just as I had hoped he picked the button labeled The television room.

AN: Commenters and voters will get a ride on the great glass elevator! Just kidding! I can't afford that! But comments and ☆'s are appreciated.