"Now Willy, you must pay attention. I promise I'm only trying to help." I said in the softest manner possible to the curly haired man sitting before me, his green eyes practically penetrating me with each word I spoke, his little smile hidden behind his fingers of humor practically brining a smile of my own to my lips in humor.

"Oh I know! And I really do appreciate your help. But it doesn't make sense to me. At least, not at this moment." He felt in a sense, ashamed. Ashamed that he wasn't on the level of most of his new peers he had become accustomed to since being in his stranger, new world. But I knew him enough to know he was brilliant. Not just as a chocolatier, but as a whole.

"It will, Willy! I promise you. Now, this is the word, Cat. Noddle showed this one to you earlier, but I figured we'd go over it again. Remember my cat, Pebbles?" He simply nodded, his eyes never wavering from mine, watching me with every move I made across the black board, simply writing new words down for him. Or even just letters to begin with. Willy confided in Noodle and i that he couldn't read. And that was okay! I loved spending more time with the mysterious man I've grown so close to in such a short period of time.

"And this, is imagination. Something we both have strongly. Just embed the word in your brain, and you'll never forget it. Trust me, you'll be reading in no time on your own." I gently sat down next to him, the desks we had set up in the room so perfectly like our own little classroom. Here at Srubbit and Bleachers, I always felt so trapped. In a moment of desperation, I found myself here, willingly signing the contract to stay boarded here. If only I had read the fine print before signing.

"Just know that I will be getting you out of this place! This isn't forever. We'll all be free once I make enough selling my chocolate. And I will, believe me!" Before I could stop myself, I gently rested my hand atop his resting on his desk, our eyes never losing contact, and somehow, I truly believed him. I barley knew Willy Wonka, but he sure changed my life around the moment he came into this horrid place. He was the only bright light in my life. He gave me..... hope.

"I know you will do it Willy. And I'll be right here beside you along the way. We'll fight those fools that keep trying to scare you away, mark my words." We'd already raised a lot by going about town with his chocolates, selling many of them to more than willing people who absolutely adored them. I was amazed myself at how talented he truly is.

"We'll open the chocolate shop! And it'll be a huge success. No one could resist what I have in store. Chocolate flowers, cotton candy clouds, you name it and I'll do it! With you along side me of course." I grinned from ear to ear at his enthusiasm, feeling we could pull it off from his excitement alone. The mere mental image of the place he would create was astonishing to say the least, something no one had ever seen before. His hand gently enveloped mine in his, tracing patterns amongst my skin. I couldn't stop smiling from the mere sensation. This was a whole new world to me. And I never wanted to leave it. Not in a million years.