Cinematic Adventures: Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

Second Ticket

Another day had come and gone for young Charlie Bucket and his eight mystical companions. Following another day at school, Charlie had gone to attend his paper route leaving his friends at home to care for his family. By the time he arrived home, his friends and family were in the living room waiting for him as always. No sooner did the young boy walk into the house, he was instantly greeted by a huge hug from Pinkie Pie.

"Hiya Charlie!" She said, happily. "I missed you today."

"Oh Pinkie, I've only been gone for a few hours," Charlie replied.

"Felt longer to me!"

Nevertheless, Charlie hugs her back and acknowledged the others sitting on the bed along with his grandparents, who were watching the television.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"Yah better come and have a look, sugar cube," Applejack responds.

Charlie quickly lets go of Pinkie Pie, then strolls over and sits alongside the bed with the others. Another news broadcast was on the air, this time from London.

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On the television, the camera crew stood in the middle of a rather large house, likely a mansion, all cameras pointed towards a smiling little girl and her parents. The little girl, dressed rather fancy, held one of the four remaining golden tickets in her hands.

"Veruca Salt? Veruca? Can you spell that for us, please?" One reporter asked.

"V-E-R-U-C-A," Veruca spelled. "Veruca Salt."

Many photographers started taking more pictures as she continues smiling. Her father, Henry Salt, a rather portly gentleman, placed a hand over her shoulder giving off a smile.

"As soon as my little Veruca told me she had to have one of these golden tickets, I started buying all the Wonka bars I could lay my hands on," The man explained. "Thousands of them, hundreds of thousands. I'm in the nut business you see, so I say to my workers..."

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The scene shifts to a bright sunny day in the great land of London, England. The Queen's land has not seen such a beautiful day in so long, the birds chirping and the sky at its most beautiful shade of blue. Though as beautiful as it appears outside, things were not so bright and happy inside of the nut shelling factory known as 'Salt's Nuts'.

It was inside this factory where the President of the company, Mr. Salt, stood before his employees, most of them women. Hence, where his speech took place:

"Good morning, ladies!" Mr. Salt greeted. "From now on, you can stop shelling peanuts and start shelling the wrappers off these chocolate bars instead."

Sure enough, hundreds of girls worked quickly as they began unwrapping boxes upon boxes of Wonka Bars by the house.

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"Five days went by and we had no luck, it was terrible," Mr. Salt continued. "My little Veruca got more and more upset each day."

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Five days indeed went by, to the point all the tables in the factory were all line with silver wrapping and chocolate bars, most of them uneaten. But sadly, not one single golden ticket was discovered. Indeed, this made one specific little girl very upset...

"I wanted to be the first to find a golden ticket, daddy!"

The young girl, Veruca Salt, sat in her father's office, spinning herself in the office chair grumbling to herself.

"I know, angel," Mr. Salt assured. "We're doing the best we can; I've got every girl on the bleeding staff hunting for you!"

Veruca just completely ignored her father, as she kept spinning around in that chair with the most hateful frown upon her face.