Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory Quotes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Working with Emma was going to be a hell of a distraction, but it would be worth it. The Research and Development lab at Ashby Chocolates was not what Emma expected. It was a far cry from Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. There were no Oompa Loompas or chocolate River or edible plants. It was just a lab — stark and white and filled with scientific equipment. And Jake Campbell.

"Revenge is a wonderful thing." I scoop up a handful of chocolate and bring my hand to his face, smearing it all over. "It is a wonderful thing, I agree." "You'll regret this." He says, tossing chocolate chips at me. "You asked for war." Wiping the chocolate off my face with a napkin, I shook my head as he stepped closer to me, his hands filled with so much chocolate that they dripped through his fingers. I hold up my palms smeared with chocolate. Don't try anything funny. Come any closer and you're dead meat. "

Wow I didn't see that coming. I took one of the large chocolate bars and shut the fridge before I actually fainted. This guy is nuts! Maybe he's so irritated, energetic and snappy because of consuming too much candy? I mean yeah, he got a couple of fruits, salads and non-fat yogurt, but really!? Was he in a secret partnership with Willy Wonka? I walked up and down chomping on that chocolate bar. Honestly, I was becoming frustrated being alone here, I didn't see any of them and the only person that seemed available was not available.

He said, making me turned in his direction, my brows furrowed for what he offered. Chocolate was my favorite sweet cause it was so delicious b-but no! Chocolate won't fool me, I can live without chocolate. I can imagine that I was eating chocolate and that was enough! "Y-you can't f-fool me." I hissed, glancing in the other direction, "I'll give you chocolate and we will go to your favorite amusement park." He said and I moved like I was the daughter of flash, I also bumped my head before getting out but I ignored that and stand properly in front of our servant who's holding my medicine.

I, on the other hand, was in the middle of burning or flashing those boxes of chocolates from the corner. "The audacity to choose my favorite chocolate," I uttered to myself as I grit my teeth. "Ms. Elaine, get these chocolates and throw them outside!"

Chocolate rolls his eyes at that "True. I mean, I know the policy is there and all, and I swear, I've tried, but Mel always wins" "Oh" Not that I'm surprised "I thought it'd be Cream, since he doesn't talk much" Chocolate grins "There is actually another way to get Cream talking, and that way never has good words coming out" Why... Why do I have a very demented thought coming from those words? "You should try winning this time Kitten" Coco suddenly continues "Because I swear, I'm tired of going to the amusement park every fucking time" Caramel looks at him "There's nothing wrong with amusement parks"

Marnie explained proudly “It’s quite a hit around here. You can have one too, if you want…” “Ew! Gross!” Theo shuddered “Why not chocolate? Why do you want to put a vegetable in a cake?” “Because it’s good.” I laughed, hoping Marnie wouldn’t be too offended by his reaction “Cream makes everything better.” “I’m sure it does.” Theo grumbled and I was sure he had learned those words and that judging look from his grandfather “There are no carrots in my sandwich, are there?”

I quietly sat down across from him, feeling strangely proud of myself for making the feared Sylvester Muskegon speechless. I had barely touched my breakfast when my eyes suddenly landed on something on top of the fridge. Chocolate. An entire jar of chocolates. My eyes immediately lit up. Being honest, I found it quite strange that tough muscular men like them still eat chocolates. Before I could even speak. “No.” I blinked in confusion. “What?” Sylvester didn’t even look up from his phone. “You already had the idea in your head,” he muttered calmly. I stared at him in disbelief. Was he psychic?!

He dipped in the cake and I took it from the fork. He smiled at me as I chewed it “good girl” he mumbled and I have no idea why that made me blush “do you like chocolate?” he asked “yeah, do you have a chocolate fountain?” I asked and he laughed “no, but I can get one before tomorrow” he said and I smiled, rich people 🌸🌸🌸 Wilbur Tonight, my joy knows no bounds. Seeing her sitting beside me is like a fairy dream. I guess I really owe Wini one

"Dawson? As in like Dawson Sweet Factory?" Zeke lightened up the moment he heard their family business. Showing his squared-shaped smile "Yes!" He blurted out. Not noticing that he left his own nanny behind. "Oh! Really? My mom bought a lot of chocolates at Dawson Sweet Factory once for my birthday. And it became my favourite chocolate ever." Henrick proudly said. "I also love chocolates." Oliver drooled. "I'll tell Dad to send you some." Zeke. "Okay. We're best friends from now on."