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11th Fairy Tale [In Person/Text]

[Giselle didn't know what this place was and it looked strange. Sure she had been on this ship for a good few days, but she kept herself locked up in her room because it was something so odd. Today was the day she left her room of safety because she was hungry as she glided slowly towards where she was hoping the kitchen was.

If anyone was to come across her they would notice a difference in the way she was acting. She was nervous, shy and didn't seem to like the place at all. It didn't have an outside and her animals friends were back at the manor so she had no one to talk to, no one of course except one close friend who she didn't know right now where he was.

Making her way to the kitchen to jumped slightly at the sight of the robots working there. this just made her more nervous as she got out her blackberry and made a text.]

[Text - Private to Willy Wonka]

There appears to be something in the kitchen and I don't know what they are. Do you think you can come meet me?

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I was there earlier this morning but they won't let me cook! It's like...they just took over...

I'm on my way to you now. This is neat!

[In a lot of ways, this reminds him of his home only bland.]

What are they? They look rather odd.

[He's running through the halls now which is something that he normally doesn't so on a regular basis but he made an exception this time.]

They're called droids. They are robots that are made to do one specified task. I have one in my factory that sweeps my floors. Quite handy I may add.

Well the droids aren't very nice.

[After getting the last text, he didn't bother responding to it because it would take more time than he was willing to give. He reaches the kitchen and now he's out of breath and leaning on the door frame.]

Don't....hurt her.

[He points to one of the droids with his cane. All his hard work on keeping up with appearances is now out the window and he looks tired.]

Silly droids....

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Thank you very much.

[His eyes widen at first then he looks to Giselle with a smile.]

Oh! Certainly. Um...they didn't hurt you, did they?

[He keeps his cane extended out just in case but they really don't seem to be paying much attention to him.]

I'm fine, they didn't hurt me.

[Willy definitely wasn't a knight nor did he see himself that way but her admiration made him feel very tall and nearly invincible for just one moment. He smiles brightly.]

Oh good! You see, if they had, well, I would have to take them apart.

[He giggles with a shrug to his shoulders.]

Do you want anything to eat?

[The droids tried to move in on Willy which earned a swift and loud tap to the top of the droid's dome.]

Oh, yes please. I'm famished.

[Keeping those droids back was now his job.]

Anything in particular?

[Usually he cooks his own meals and he really didn't trust others to make his food for him but in this case with Giselle, he trusted her enough to let her do it. He welcomed it.]

Whatever you intend to make is fine.

[*bong* He hits another droid on the top of the dome.]

No, bad.

[Waving his hands in a shooing motion, he managed to get the droids to listen and they moved back into their corners.

Her smile, the way she moved, the way she held the spoon, Willy had no idea what was coming over him and he felt his face heat up. He looked away quickly and began his own work putting together a cheesecake.]

Now we just wait.

[Looking over his shoulder, he spots the pie and giggles.]

Well, that makes two.

[He shows the cheesecake and puts it in the oven with her pie. His didn't need to be in oven as long. Setting his pocket watch, he sets the timer for ten minutes.]

I wonder what the Author was thinking when she did this.

I don't know.

[Even he had to wonder about that but he does show some concern.]

For this form of trip, I'm assuming, providing that the last few were pretty harrowing, that we're probably in for something really really weird.

[He really didn't want to think negatively on this.]

Really weird, I wonder how weird it can be.

Do you think they'll be something worse than these creatures?

That's hard to say. I'm wondering if this isn't a precursor to something worse.

[And now have a worried Wonka.]

Don't worry, I'll figure something out...somehow.

Something worse than this?

I hope it isn't anything that bad.

Oh me too. This isn't one of those days that I would like to recall as a crowning moment of fun.

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