Braedey Martin and the Chocolate Factory

Chapter Five: Down To The Wire

"Honestly, can you believe the first three children that found those Golden Tickets even getting into the factory in the first late? I mean, that Veruca brat must be driving her parents insane from her constant 'I want this and that' nonsense."

At Mary's house later in the evening, Braedey, Valka, and Mary were currently talking to the gang via holographic telephone, thanks to Braedey's right prosthetic arm, much to Valka's friend's shock, but she explained why he has them, and they were currently talking about the three Golden Ticket winners.

"I agree with you there, Braedey." Daphne comments to the brunette. "I mean, when you were younger, you never did anything like that. You always asked 'Please' and 'thank you', and was always a good boy."

"Like, that Gloop kid, he should really consider taking a diet or something." Shaggy spoke up. "I mean, he must be feeling sick from eating so much."

"Now, can I talk about that Beauregarde girl?" Fred spoke up, getting everyone's attention. "How can she keep chewing a piece a gum for 3 whole months? I don't even understand it."

"I don't even chew gum because they lose their flavour too quickly, and plus, it's annoying to hear someone chew loudly right next to you." Braedey shuddered. "It's just downright disgusting."

"Okay. I think we should all get some shuteye and not worry about this for now." Valka decided.

"Well, like, hope to hear from you guys later." Shaggy called out.

"'Night all." Daphne added.

With that, the call ended, as Braedey puts his arm back on with a small click. He heads upstairs to get some shuteye, and as he does so, he looked over to the window, eyeing the chocolate factory in the distance. He could see the smoke rising from the chimneys, along with the 'Wonka' name on the main chimney shining against the darkness around it.

"If you were to find one of them, it be for the both of us. I'll be with you, even if I'm not there." Charlie's words then echoed in his head, making him remember their talk earlier this afternoon.

Braedey breathed a small sigh, then headed off to sleep, unaware of what is currently happening around the world, and the contest is still going on.

'On a side note, I think the gold makes the chocolate taste terrible.' He thought to himself, a small smirk appearing on his face.

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"While the world searches, here, it has actually happened. There's only one Golden Ticket left in the entire world." A reporter announced on the TV the next morning. "Because right here, in Marble Falls, Arizona, is lucky winner number four! The name to be heard around the universe is Mr. Mike Teevee!"