" we've got golden tickets. " [ mintie && nettik ]

[detox__]

She had wanted her golden ticket. And she had wanted it now. It was just that simple, and when she demanded that her father make sure she GOT that golden ticket, there was no arguing and no back talk. You see, Veruca Salt got what she wanted out of life. When pouting and demanding were involved, she got everything she ever wanted. Six ponies, four cats, twelve birds, hundreds of fish, over eighty different purses, numerous pairs of shoes, a closet that would double out to a single room apartment. This young woman got what she wanted. Period. " NO Daddy, now I've got to get off the phone. I'm here now. " The female stated, hanging up her phone without a single sound of goodbye, the brunette let out a faint breath of air.

She was absolutely tired of being annoyed by her father, like this wasn't her first trip out of her house or something. She had been in the city for about a day, and he had called five times since she got off the damn plane. Loose locks of dark brown hair falling over her shoulders as she got out of the limo her father had sent for her, the chocolate factory loomed in front of the girl. Dark green eyes staring out at the gated building, the female crossed her arms beneath her full bust, the female who easily stood at a solid five six, only to be matched up with a pair of heels. Eyes looking amongst the other females who were with her, Veruca laughed silently to herself, before turning her eyes to the short haired female beside her. " Oh my God, your hair is so cute. "

Well that was fake as shit. Chewing softly on her gum, the pixie haired girl crossing her own arms over her chest as she examined the model looking girl beside her. " Thanks. I got gum in it, so I just chopped it off. " It was true, but obviously Violet was committed to her gum habit. The female who stood only at a mere five feet two inches was obviously nowhere near as tall as the girl beside her, her face coming at accurate level with the girl's probably C cup. Jesus christ. " You here for the golden ticket shit too? " Of course she was Violet.

 

[Nettik_Xes]

Among the winners had been August Gloop, a college girl studying culinary arts. She was a little on the shorter side, but she had a curvy body and flowing red hair. Her hair was back in a ponytail, and she wore a baseball cap, used to having to have her hair restrained when cooking. August’s ruby lips parted long enough for her tongue to slip out and pluck a piece of chocolate from her fingers, drawing it in and giving her a calming sense of delight. “Mmm… I am so excited for this trip, girls. I was so surprised to find my golden ticket.”

A Koren girl with a bob haircut and thick-framed glasses was more enthralled by her iPhone than anything else. With all the waiting, she was just going through the latest youtube crap. She was Michelle Teevee, a much more known name in her second home. In Korea, she was known for winning several game tournaments, mostly in Dance Dance Revolution, Starcraft, and Unreal Tournament. Her favorite was DDR, and it showed in her body. She didn’t care to keep her body to herself, wearing a rather suggestively cut blouse and a short pleated shirt.

With everyone assembled (and waiting), there was finally a fanfare as the owner and mastermind behind the whole Wonka business came to light. What came from the entrance was moving at a slow gait, walking with a cane in hand. She wore a silky purple long coat and a matching tophat, with a black ensemble underneath that clung to every little inch of her athletic body. The ginger-haired woman wore the tiniest of smirks as she came out, finally coming to rest in front of the girls. “Welcome one and all, and congratulations. Welcome to my factory. Today you’ll get to see everything I have to offer and more. It will be an experience of a lifetime. Maybe your first. But in my shop of delights, you’ll each win a very fantastic reward. So who’s ready to open up and suck on something sweet?”

 

[detox__]

The set of girls was obviously an. . Odd group to say the least, Veruca Salt judging that just by looking between them all, raising a brow slightly as she noticed the short red head to her left. Arms settling down on her hips, the black dress that held onto her frame, gold belt wrapped around her waist to obviously put her figure on an easier pedestal. Sure, she was no overly exposed tramp like say, the girl opposite of short hair over there, but she was easily next. Not that she minded, her red heels adding to her height as she stared down again at the female as she pretty much inhaled a piece of chocolate. Wow. Good mouth much? " Do you just keep chocolate in your pockets? " Confused and curious, the brunette raised a brow and completely disregarded her being excited to find a golden ticket.

Shaking her head, Violet Beauregarde had already made a half silent attempt to speak to the female opposite her, though obviously whatever was on her i Phone was more important than, well, breathing. Denim cut off shorts on her lower half, her hands subconsciously tucked themselves into her back pockets, the not so curvy female letting out a soft sigh. Sure, she was pretty, and she was at least a B cup, but obviously Violet Beauregarde was more of the athletic variety. However, all of their attention shifted from one another, turning in the direction of the female walking toward them. Cane, top hat. . The owner of the factory herself had them all in hushed, excited silence, Veruca raising a brow softly as she heard the sound of 'rewards'. Hm. Sounded pleasant, all the while Violet's mind went lovingly toward 'winning'.

Open up and suck on something sweet huh? Was that ringing out in anyone else's mind? It didn't matter, Veruca wasn't going to bother asking, nodding her head gently, " I'm ready, " However, in a short instant, her hand was outstretched like the true spot light hogger she was, " I'm Veruca Salt Miss Wonka. "

 

[Nettik_Xes]

“Just a shirt pocket. That way it doesn’t melt. It relaxes me.” August retorted, not quite liking the feel of Ms. Salt. She seemed like a, what was the word… Bitch. But she was determined to be a nice girl. Nice girls got to have big prizes. Bitches got slapped. So when Ms. Wonka came out, she was all attention, even going so far as to finish her piece of chocolate just in case she needed to talk. “I’m just happy to have won ma’am. Getting to see everything behind your chocolate is like a dream come true.”

"Good for you." She said rather bluntly to Veruca, not really caring, so it seemed. "No cell phones, flash photography, pornography or distractions otherwise not stated.” Ms. Wonka plucked the iPhone from Michelle and chucked it haphazardly away over her shoulder, much to a stunned and horrified wasian girl. “There will be plenty of excitement inside and this tour is a privilege to the winners of the competition, not to a bunch of people looking images up on google.”

Ms. Wonka turned about and waved her arm forward. “Follow girls. My factory awaits, with sweet treats and tantalizing surprises.” She cooed, starting a rather exaggerate pimp walk towards her factory door. Oh yes, she was an odd one alright.

 

[detox__]

Ironically, Violet had been standing there for so long, she almost forgot about the gum in her mouth, chewing sternly to get the flavor rushing back into her system, her eyes glancing over to the red head when she mentioned that she kept her chocolate in a shirt pocket. Well it was peculiar just to be walking around with a shirt pocket full of chocolate. Not like walking around with a pack of gum, her eyes moved back to Miss Wonka as she tossed Veruca's introduction, as well as the girl's phone completely off to the side somewhere. Watching the phone hit the cobblestone ground and shatter, she kept herself from snickering slightly though somewhat caught off guard as she ran over the list of things they couldn't have. " Pornography? " Who the hell carries that into a candy factory?

What kind of sick creep- Well, maybe the porn star over there who's phone was now in pieces. Violet shaking her head now, examining the awkward walking stance of Miss Wonka before following along behind her.

The brunette let one of her eyes twitch softly when her introduction was totally discarded, silently saying a few not so pleasant words, though the attention was easily directed to the Asian girl's not so indestructible phone. Shrugging it off like the true princess she was, Veruca Salt knew better than to throw an absolute tantrum just yet. No, wait until they got inside and she was denied something that she wanted. Then she could have an absolute fit, each of them following along behind the woman as they walked into the factory that they had all been so eager to get inside.

 

[Nettik_Xes]

They made their way inside, Michelle still quite heartbroken with the breaking of her iPhone. The first thing they found was a rather vanilla front office. Nothing too special. Nobody was really there though, not even a receptionist. “Front office. Moving on.” Was all Wonka said, obviously brushing the place aside. A few more steps took them to a set of double doors with frosted glass panels. “And this…” She seemed to make a bigger deal of the doors than of the office. “Is the exit.” She said rather bluntly, waving to it as if she expected them all to file out. None of them moved, Michelle and August just dumbfounded, looking like they’d seen a puppy get kicked.

“Joking…” Wonka rolled her eyes and sighed. They all would need to loosen up quite a bit to really enjoy the wonderful and weird land of Wonka. So she popped open the door, which led to a colorfully designed hall adorned with fruits, chocolates, candies, and other assorted things of good taste. “Come along girls. This is my flavor wall. It’s still just a bit in testing. But think of it as like… A scratch and sniff wall, but instead of scratching and sniffing, you just take a lick. Flavors correspond to the pictures of course. Take your pick, give it a shot… Yes... It’s clean.” And it was too. And most of the flavors tasted exactly as advertised. There were a few surprise spots though. It was certainly a taste, but Wonka figured none of them really would catch onto it. Suffice to say, Wonka’s weird pseudo-sexual comments weren’t awkwardly placed so much as maybe a little indication of her tastes.

That… And the wall was laced with a little relaxant. It wouldn’t have any huge effect on the girls, just loosen them up tension wise and make them a little more agreeable.

 

[detox__]

The office was a bore, though obviously none of them were here for the office, and apparently neither was Wonka, as they continued to press on and didn't at all bother with taking in any 'sights' of the office. Please. Those pasty walls and boring interior? Nothing was really there for visual purposes, Veruca's heels clicking softly as they moved toward the set of double doors, eyes roaming over the huge doors now. Well this looked fancy. However raising a brow immediately when the woman stated that this was the exit, her hands settled onto her firm hips faintly, mouth parting though Violet easily managing to say it before she did, " You can not be serious. " Of course none of them were going out this so called 'Exit'! They had just gotten in the building! Each of their expressions one for the scrap books that their parents kept at home, all this time of sending out golden tickets just to send them home.

That wasn't funny Wonka. Their expressions changing to that of something flat, each of them let out a relieved sigh at the not at all funny joke. The doors opening and their eyes taking in the color of the room, it was completely different from that of the plain and dull office. Fruits and other varieties of sweet things, sour things, and others aligning the walls, their eyes ventured to Wonka as she stated that this was her flavor wall, and although it needed testing, it was easily acceptable for them to take a lick. Violet pushing her gum to the back, left side of her mouth, the females lined up to take their pick, Veruca standing in front of a pineapple while Violet stood in front of a lollipop. Taking their first lick with a bit of hesitation, it was only a matter of time before they had switched to different parts of the wall, each of them enjoying the different flavors that moved into their mouths.

" This is insane. " Veruca stated, pulling her mouth away from the wall before turning her vision back to Wonka.

 

[Nettik_Xes]

Michelle and August lined up and started taking their licks, enjoying the tastes. For the most part. August blinked and took a second lick of a supposed strawberry. “Um…” She whimpered a little, looking at Wonka. “I think some of your wall is broken… It doesn’t taste like strawberry.” She smacked her lips some and licked a piece of chocolate, getting the taste out of her system. Michelle hadn’t seemed to find any such areas of failed taste.

“I did say it was in testing.” Wonka stated rather matter-of-factly. “And I’ll take that as a compliment, girlie.” She returned just as plainly to Veruca. It also slightly amused her that a bunch of girls were lined up on the wall licking things like they were on acid or something. Amused, but ultimately it was just a warm up to the real deal. “If you think this is insane, you’re really going to get a kick out of the factory proper. I’m sure you girls will all leave here quite satisfied. And maybe one of you will leave with a lifetime of access to my entire factory, unrestricted and free to enjoy it’s pleasures.!” She announced, continuing to walk down the hallway to another door.

“And now if you girls are done licking, we can move on.” She threw open the door to a wondrous area, an landscape made of candies and sweet treats. Flowers made of lollipops, trees growing fruit snacks, even a river of chocolate flowing right through the middle. It was a candy paradise. The kind of place children dreamed of going and gorging themselves on for the rest of their days. “And now the factory proper! Feel free to enjoy it all. My land of sweet treats and pleasing confections!”