Charlie Chocolate Factory Mike Teavee Novels & Stories

Dean muttered from behind me. Something flashed in Charlie's eyes, making him grab me fastly yet gently from my place with my wrist. Dean greeted him with a nod, "Charlie." "Bean," Charlie muttered silently. Well, hello to you too! "We're outside the Underground Choco." Chocolate is Charlie's fighter name. Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, get it? He crossed his arms, "It's Dean." "And I'm Vanchel." I butted in, pulling myself away from Charlie. "Vanch-"

It’s raining marshmallows. They’re just falling from the sky; pink, yellow, white and green. Okay, Mike is just emptying the contents of the candy packet onto the grass above our heads. Vicky squeals and shrieks, a mixture of grief and anger on her face. She had brought a candy pack from home, and Mike, who is against any sort of junkies, just spilled out its contents. “You…you imbecile! Wicked, cruel, monstrous, candy-throwing--” Vicky doesn’t usually get angry or insult someone, so this is humourous.

I groaned. “It is called a beer float. I swear you’ll love it.” “Uh… no, I won’t. Just give me my ice-cream and let me eat it in peace.” “I’m serious. Strawberry cheesecake Ben and Jerry’s and fruity beer is soooooo good.” Charlie licked her hand that was stained with ice-cream. “Whatever concoction you’re making, I want no part of it.” I eyed the cup Thea was holding, waiting for Charlie to be done.

“Charlie, can’t you see that she just got back from work ? You can’t even greet her, let her rest !” “Oh don’t worry about it, I’ll change up and come down in a minute!” When I come back down the living room has been set up and there’s popcorn, chocolates and sweets on the center table. “Ouuu, what are we watching ?” Andrea puts some popcorn in her mouth. “I was thinking Barbie and the three musketeers, what do you guys think?!” Andrea and I share a look of disgust. It’s going to be a long night.

Chapter sixty seven Suprise and oh....damn it !!! No song recommendation for this chapter because I didn't listen to any song Micheal sat on the sofa , as he continue to tap his foot on the marbled floor . He watched as everyone moved up and down . The attendant that he had gotten were very much busy , going to and fro. In his bid to finish everything in his " suprise list . " Before Emily and the others would be at home The balloons were ready , the shimmery golden cake was placed besides the huge teddy bear with love on it .

It was neat, giving her a safe and tidy impression. “Hey, Suzy, you are here...come, drink tea, and sing with me. You sing well, and you can develop into music later..." Charlie coaxed with a pleasant smile. He was used to doing things like lifting her to heaven. Suzy was flattered, "Sir, are you telling the truth?" “That’s it, when have I ever lied? Come on, let’s sip tea first to moisten your throat... After drinking, how about some songs together?” Charlie smiled and handed over the microphone.

So soft, calm, and soothing while he can be prancing furious tiger at the office sometimes. “She is a pervert!!!” Mike purposely craned his neck towards Jessica’s direction and spat it aloud. Annoyed, still, Jessica didn’t dare to talk back and dug low into the sofa-a scared cat. Then Mike’s attention dragged back to Sarah and he looked down at the half-empty ice cream tub in her hand. “What is this?” “Mint and chocolate chip cookies” Mike narrowed his eyes “I can see that!!! How are you supposed to sleep with that much sugar pumped in your body in the middle of the night?”

** Drake's POV When Micheal called Charlie I instantly looked at him. He's running toward us while waving his hand and smiling. He looks really happy. "Boss, look what I got!" He showed Charlie his hand and I almost puke. It's a tooth, a lot of tooth inside of a clear jar. What is going to do with those? It's still dripping with blood even his hands are bloody. H-he is still smiling and his looks are rally deceiving. An innocent looking man is holding a jar of tooth dripping of blood.

Ben was trying his best to hold his laughter in. Chad kicked at Mike. "Why are you kicking at me? Elliot knows to deshell pistachios for the person he likes; you are his assistant, can't you learn from him?" Mike grabbed a handful of pistachios to place them before Chad and lifted an eyebrow. "Start right now!" "You do it, or you are walking home later!" Chad said. Mike took a deep breath and set his phone down, before starting to deshell the pistachios he grabbed. Tammy leaned toward Avery and whispered into her ears, before getting up to leave.

Candies were the best thing to graze the world after Star Wars and Overwatch. Mike laughed nervously. "She is just a prankster. Stop pranking, Val." He pinched her nose. "Ouch! That hurt, you asswipe!" She swatted his arm and whined. "You kids are wasting my time. Now, answer my questions." Her forehead creased and her mouth set in a hard line. She was getting annoyed.