Sora and The Chocolate Factory

No!" I yelled, attempting to swerve around the heartless in space.  But, there was too mamy! Being all alone in the gummiship wasn't helping either. I tried pulling the lever down and ended up in a great state of  panic when I broke it. I started to randomly press buttons when the ship wouldn't stop. The next thing I knew, the gummiship stopped floating entirely and the ship of colorful blocks fell down to the cold hard ground. With a loud explosion, all of the gummi blocks scattered.

Groaning, I crawled out of the destroyed gummiship and looked up to the pale, white sky. Small specks of white snow fell down gracefully, revealing a tall  and mysterious factory. Shivering, I ran up to the rusted gates and banged on the doors. The sun began to rise, so I assumed everyone was still asleep. But I still knocked on the gates, knowing that somebody had to be awake at this time. Suddenly, the gates opened with absolutely no invitation!

Cautiously, I entered the gates. The doors to the factory were slightly open, so I entered with ease. The door creaked as I went inside. It was so hot in the room! There was a long, red, carpet leading to a small door. "Hello?" I asked the empty halls. I felt someone breathing heavily behind me. My eyes widening, I turned around.

*

"Hello!" a man with a tall top hat and a cane exclaimed, shaking my hand. "You must be the new Oompa Loompa!" he said, grinning widely.

"N-No!" I muttered, getting confused. "I'm not an Oompa Loompa, I'm Sora!" I explained. "Come this way!" he said, completely ignoring my previous comment. "I'm Sora!" I yelled out, following the man with a hysterical smile. He unlocked the small door with the largest smirk on his face. "Who are you?" I asked. "I'm Willy Wonka!" he said, shaking my hand again. Memories of my childhood flashed through my eyes. "THE Willy Wonka!?" I asked, remembering the mouth watering taste of my first choclate bar. "Come inside!" he said, crouching down and entering. I followed.

*

I nearly fainted when I saw all of the candy! The trees were made of crimson red lollipops, the pumpkins filled with jelly, and the waterfall! The waterfall was made of chocolate! "It's amazing!" I said, drooling. "Isn't it?" he asked, a proud grin on his face. "So! I'll pay you in cocoa beans, if that's alright with you!" he said, facing me. Resisting the impulse of running around and eating everything I saw, I stood my ground and answered him. "Cocoa beans? Why would I want that?" I asked. "Oh! And you'll need a uniform! The job can get quite messy while dealing with chocolate," he explained. I looked to him, confused.

Then, I realized what he was talking about. "I'm not an Oompa Loompa!" I yelled out, frustrated. "Oh, but you're a little tall for your size aren't you?" he asked, concern flashing through his eyes. "Mr. Wonka," I said, remembering my manners. "I'm not a Loompa Oompa, or whatever you call it," I explained, again. "Well sure you are!" he said, grinning. "You're short, you have funny hair, and you most certainly smell like one!" he said, pointing at my spikey hair.

I laughed forcefully. "I'm Sora," I repeated, gritting my teeth into a large forced smile. "Come this way!" he said, leading me to a large boat that resembled a gummi bear. I walked onto the boat and saw a bunch of little people rowing it. "Who are they?" I asked Willy Wonka. "Fellow Oompa Loompas!" he exclaimed, as joyous as ever. "How could you compare me with them!?" I asked, almost getting offended. The Oompa Loompas stopped rowing their boats and waved at me in unison. They went back to rowing when I replied with a nervous wave and chuckle. "Where are we going?" I asked as we entered the dark tunnel. Willy Wonka just laughed crazily in response.

*

The boat crashed against the walls of the tunnels and I was the only one actually screaming. When the boat finally slowed down, we were outside a room labeled, "Uniform closet." Willy Wonka jumped out of the boat and encouraged me to leap out as well.

At first, I shook my head several times. Then an Oompa Loompa got tired of the disagreement and pushed me out. Willy Wonka showed me around the room. There was red, stretchy outfits with matching goggles and purple ones, and even white ones! He searched through racks but couldn't find any my size. "Hm, I don't think that any of these fit you," he said thoughtfully. "Maybe..." I started. "They don't fit me, because I'm not an Oompa Loompa!" I yelled out in his face. "Maybe he might actually hear me this way!" I thought. He walked past me and grabbed a red jumpsuit.

"Maybe if we can stretch this in the taffy puller!" he said, smirking. I held back my twitch. "Mr. Wonka. I am not an Ompa Loompa," I said calmly. Willy Wonka walked towards a glass elevator. "To the taffy room!" he exclaimed.

*

Reluctantly, I entered the glass cube. There were many buttons all over on it's clear walls. "What are all these buttons for?" I asked, adding a small side comment, "I'm not an Oompa Loompa."

"This isn't an ordinary elevator, Sora," he said, using my name for the first time. "It goes up, down, foward, back, diagonal, and any other way you can think of!" he exclaimed. "You called me Sora!" I said, smirking. "So you admit that I'm not an Oompa Loompa!"

To tune out my comment, again, he pressed the button labled, "Taffy room." For a moment, there was silence. Then, the elevator went up, the across, then down! Fireworks were behind us with Oompa Loompa's firing at targets. We passed by pink sheep with no wool. Puzzled, I looked to Willy Wonka. "I don't wanna talk about it," he muttered. The elevator landed after a few minutes of loops and twists around the air. We stepped out.

*

Willy Wonka threw my future suit into the taffy pulling machine that towered above us. He looked to me and smiled widely. "Mr. Wonka," I said tiredly. "I'm not an Ompa Loompa," I said, again. He looked up to the machine where two large, rubber hands pulled on the red suit. "I think it's done!" he said, excitedly, reaching for the suit.

I put it over my blue and red jumpsuit that the three good fairies gave me. "It's a little loose," I said, the red suit dragging on the floor when I walked. "And it smells like taffy," I said, complaining. Smirking, he said, "Well now you won't smell like Oompa Loompa, now will you?" he asked, laughing a little. I forced a loud and noticably fake laugh. "Right," I agreed.

*

Later on, Willy Wonka took me to where all his chocolate was made. To, "observe" he had told me. I watched the chocolate parachuting from the sky. "Sora," he said thoughtfully. I turned to him. "Hm?" I asked, staring at the scrumptious chocolate. He signaled me to walk closer to him, so without even bothering to hestiate, I did. He whispered something to me. "What?" I whispered back. "I know you're not an Oompa Loompa," he whispered, slightly louder.

"You knew the whole time!" I exclaimed loudly. "You're crazy!!" I screamed, pointing at him. "Then why-" I began. He started laughing, only a little bit crazy. "First of all, it was funny!" he said, that hysterical gleam in his eyes. "But also, I need a kids point of view on a very serious topic," he said, finally sounding serious from since I first met him.

"Oh," I said. "What is it?" I asked, taking the googles that came with the suit off. "I'm closing my factory," he said, a grin popping up on his face.

"No!" I yelled, interrupting him. "The chocolate! My friends, Riku and Kairi, mostly Riku, they can't surrvive without your chocolate!" I yelled, waving the loose sleeves of my suit around. "-Because-" he continued. "What happens when I...er, leave?" he asked, almost awkwardly. "Leave?" I asked, puzzled. For a while, I thought.

Then, I finally understood. "Oh," I muttered. "Go on." "What will happen to my precious factory?" he asked, gesturing towards the chocolate. "Someone would come and basically destroy it," he said, smiling. Except, this time, his smile was fake and almost sad.

"You can give the factory away!"

I blurted out. He raised an eyebrow, as if he wanted for me to continue. "To someone you can trust. To someone young," I said. Willy Wonka sat, thinking. "Yeah, I guess I can try that!" he said. "But, who would I choose?" he asked, frowning. "Someone that, in your heart, you know will be able to trust to look after it," I said, smiling.

Willy Wonka started nodding in approval. "Yeah! Wow! Thank you, Sora!" he said. "Come on!" he said, leading me to the elevator. "We have one last stop to go to," he said, grinning.

*

After various whirls and loops on the elevator, we entered a large room with an even larger door. He looked through his keys and opened the door. We entered. My jaw dropped when I saw a gummiship in the shape of a chocolate bar parked inside. "How'd you know?!" I asked, amazed. He just smiled. "Good bye, Sora!" he said, waving. I waved back weakly, still curious on how he knew that this was my ride.

I entered the ship and found a heap of chocalate bars and cotton candy (I think I know what the sheep were for.) all in a pile by the window of the gummiship! I looked out to where Willie Wonka was standing, but he had vanished!

"Mr. Wonka?" I asked, opening a window. When he failed to respond, I decided to just fly away.

I wondered if I would ever return, to see what would befall Willy Wonka's magnificent chocolate factory.

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