Mrs Bucket Willy Wonka Novels & Stories

“It’s morning!” Lila let out a soft laugh, sitting up slightly and rubbing her eyes. “Good morning, Winnie,” she said, her voice still husky with sleep. She pulled the blanket a little higher, becoming acutely aware that she was naked beneath it. She smiled at the sight of Winnie clutching a worn, dark pink stuffed monkey with a jaunty top hat. “This is Mr. Boots,” Winnie said solemnly, holding the toy up. “Say good morning, Mr. Boots!” She turned to the stuffed animal, as though waiting for a response, before sternly commanding, “Say it!”

“Mr. Billionaire, since you’re so rich, the gift you’ve gotten Grandpa must be priceless. Why don’t you bring it out and show us?” “It’s just this.” Lilian pointed with disdain at the pile of supplements Winifred and Tyr had bought from the supermarket earlier. “Just this? This is just a pile of garbage, how dare you give this to Grandpa.” Iris impolitely kicked the gifts away. “Aunt Collins, please throw this pile of garbage into the bin.” The fat lady hummed in understanding and quickly picked up the gifts to toss into the rubbish bin.