Angus pushed a glass button making a ding and the doors of an equally translucent glass elevator opened, allowing the group entrance.

"I don't know why I didn't think of this earlier." Angus said as they all got in the elevator. "The elevators's by far the most efficient way to get around the factory."

"There can't be this many floors." Hiccup commented in disbelief as seeing a large number of buttons to various rooms of the factory on the wall.

"How do you know, Mr. Smarty Pants?" Angus asked tauntingly. "Now, this isn't just any ordinary up-and-down elevator, by the way. This elevator can go sideways, longways, slantways and any other ways you can think of. You just press any button and WOOSH! You're off!"

Angus pressed a button and the elevator to rapidly moved to the right, causing the group, minus Angus, to be shoved to the side as the elevator moved. It then dropped a couple feet and goes over to a dome shaped area where inside, there is a giant dark-brown snowy mountain with some Oompa-Loompa mountain climbers.

"Oh, look! Look!" Angus gestured to mountain to the group. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Fudge Mountain!" A few working Oompa-Loompa waved to the group and Angus waves back, then they got back to work. The elevator is then lead to the other side of Fudge Mountain into a room where a heard of sheep with pink-colored fur are been sheered.

"Oh!" Angus smiled, but then frowned. "I'd rather not talk about this one."

They then enter above what looks to be a medical clinic where the melted puppets from earlier are placed in hospital beds as patients.

"This is the Puppet Hospital and Burn Center." Angus explained. One puppet was being pulled on a stretcher. "It's relatively new."

The elevator exited the hospital and dropped in swirl, leading into multiple circular floors with female Oompa-Loompas worked at desks.

"Ah. The Administration Offices." Angus exclaimed as the elevator stopped in front of one of them. "Hello, Doris." He waved to a female worker, to which she waved back. The elevator is pulled backwards into a large room with warning signs, indicating that it's dangerous. As a matter of fact, once inside, where where Oompa-Loompas working cannons and battling gun-like machinery using candy balls as ammunition. Once fired, they create fireworks. The elevator plummeted, narrowly missing a cannon that just fired at it's target.

"Why is everything here completely pointless?" Hiccup asked bored and somewhat irritated.

"Candy doesn't have to have a point." Jack pointed out. "That's why it's candy."

Angus smiled at this.

"It's stupid." Hiccup barked. "Candy is a waste of time." All Angus heard was his father's voice, causing him to have another flashback.

"No son of mine is going to be a chocolatier." Martin spoke with strictness. Angus just told him he wanted to be a candy maker, just his father greatly refused.

"Then I'll run away." Angus sneered. "To Switzerland. Bavaria. The candy capitals of the world."

"Go ahead." Martin snapped, as if daring him to leave and never come back. "But I won't be here when you come back."

Angus gave him a last look before grabbing is backpack and started starts the door and left. Martin glanced toward his son as took his leave. Angus carried out his journey through many countries in the world. Suddenly, a security guard placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Sorry, son." The guard told him. "We're closing for the night." It turn's out that Angus was actually exploring a museum of flags, which is in fact was closing. Angus decided to head back home. However, he noticed that his house was gone. The spot where his house was is empty, leaving a huge gap in the buildings. Angus dropped his backpack in shock as thunder was heard in the distance.

Angus held a distracted gaze, remembering the last time he saw his father.

"I wanna pick a room." Hiccup said looking at Angus, now bored.

"Go ahead." Angus grinned wickedly. Hiccup turned to the wall of buttons and pressed one that said: Television Room. With that, the elevator goes a different direction. One the elevator stopped, the group entered a completely white room with Oompa-Loompas wearing white jumpsuits and bulgy goggles.

"Here." Angus told everyone as they all donned goggles of their own. "Put these one quick and don't take them off whatever you do. This light could burn your eyeballs right out of your skulls. And we certainly don't want that, now, do we?" He leads them across the room.

"This is the testing room for my latest and greatest invention: Television Chocolate." Angus explained. "One day, it occurred to me, "Hey, if television can break up a photograph into millions and millions of tiny little pieces and send it whizzing through the air, then reassemble it on the other end, then why can't I do the same with chocolate?". Why can't I send a real bar of chocolate through the television, already to be eaten?"

An Oompa-Loompa was sitting in front a round-shaped T.V. watching a show starring Oprah Winfrey. "I'm not gonna touch. I'm not going in that direction." Oprah said on the T.V., until the Oompa-Loompa changed the channel.

"Sounds impossible." Stoick exclaimed.

"It is impossible." Hiccup spoke back, causing Angus to frown and continued walking. "You don't understand anything about science. First off, there's a difference between waves and particles. Duh! Second, the amount of power it would take to convert energy in matter would be like nine atomic bombs."

"MUMBLER!" Angus shouted in Hiccups's face, now fed up with the kid's attitude. "Seriously. I cannot understand a word you're saying." Angus regained his posture.

"Okey-dokey." Angus spoke. "I shall now send a bar of chocolate from one end of the room to the other by television. Bring in the chocolate!" He orders.

A group of Oompa-Loompas carry in a giant Nutty Crunch Surprise bar that's about the size of a chalkboard, compared to their small size.

"It's gotta be real big, because you know how on T.V., you can film a regular-sized man and he comes out looking this tall?" Angus held his hand, gesturing the size. "Same basic principle." He pressed a big red button and the Black bar levitates into the air and a glass tube encloses around it. A camera-like dive points directly at it and with a blinding white flash, the bar disappears into thin air.

"It's gone!" Jack said amazed.

"Told ya'." Angus exclaimed. "That bar of chocolate is now rushing through the air above our heads in a million tiny little pieces. Come over here. Come on. Come on. Come on!" Angus excitedly leads the group of to the round T.V. "Watch the screen!" They all stand in front of the screen, watching closely.

"Here it comes. Oh, look." Angus grinned as the chocolate bar suddenly materialized in a rocky quarry filled with howling gorillas.

"Take it." Angus told Hiccup

"It's just a picture on a screen." Hiccup refused.

"Scaredy cat." Angus scoffed, then turned to Jack. "You take it. Go on. Just reach out and grab it." Jack looked at the Black bar on, or rather in, the screen. The seated Oompa-Loompa behind them moved side to side to try and see the T.V. "Go on."

Jack walked up to the T.V. and reached his hand out and, to everyone's surprise, his hand went though the television screen like a portal and Jack grabbed the Black bar, which was now a regular-sed candy bar, and pulled it out of the T.V.

"Holy buckets." Grandpa Ebeneezer said in complete amazement.

"Eat it." Angus told Jack. "Go on. It'll be delicious. It's the same bar. It's just gotten a little smaller on the journey, that's all." Jack unwrapped the candy bar and Angus made bite noises with his teeth in encouragement. Jack took a bite of the Black bar.

"It's great." Jack exclaimed in surprise.

"It's a miracle." Grandpa Ebeneezer breathed.

"So imagine," Angus began and stood next to the seated Oompa-Loompa. "Uh, you're sitting at home watching television and suddenly a commercial will flash onto the screen, and a voice will say: "Black's chocolates are the best in the world. If you don't believe us, try one for yourself." And you simply reach out and take it." Angus reached his hand out and immediately pulls it back. "How about that?"

"So can you send other things?" Stoick asked. "Say, like, breakfast cereal?"

"Do you even know what breakfast cereal's made of? It's those little curly wooden shavings you find in a pencil sharpener." Angus turned down.

"But could you send it by television if you wanted to?" Jack asked.

"Of course I could." Angus simply stated.

"What about people?" Hiccup asked, intrigued at the idea.

"Well, why would I want to send a person?" Angus asked confused. "They don't taste very good at all."

"Don't you realize what you've invented!?" Hiccup asked, baffled by his answer. "It's a teleporter! It's the most important invention in the history of the world. And all you think about is chocolate."

"Calm down, Hiccup." Stoick turned to his son, trying to calm him down. "I think Mr. Black know what he's talking about."

"No, he doesn't! He has no idea!" Hiccup argued. Angus held a stoned face, taking in the boy's verbal abuse. "You think he's a genius, but he's an idiot! But I'm not." Hiccup then took off toward to control console, shoving two Oompa-Loompas out of his way.

"Hey, little boy?" Angus asked Hiccup who continued his temptation.

"Don't push my button." But Hiccup ignores him, presses the red button and hopped from the console and onto the platform. Stoick rushed forward as he and everyone else watch as the tube began to lower. Hiccup then floated upwards, just like the chocolate did. He began making dance moves and waved to his father. As he struck a Superman pose, the device beams him, making him disappear.

"He's gone." Stoick said with worry.

"Let's go check the television and see what we get." Angus said as everyone went to watch the screen.

"I sure hope who part of him gets left behind." Angus commented.

"What do you mean?" Stoick asked looking at him.

"Well, sometimes only half of the little pieces find their way through." Angus explained watching the screen.

"If you had to choice only one half of your son, which one would it be?" Angus gently asked.

"What kind of a question is that?" Stoick barked.

"No need to snap. It's just a question." Angus spoke and turned to the Oompa-Loompa behind them. "Try every channel. Starting to feel a little anxious." The Oompa-Loompa flips through every single channel, from two men playing Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots, to a cooking show, to a news report. On closer inspection, they are all Oompa-Loompas. On the news report, a miniature Hiccup appears on the desk next to the anchorman.

"There he is." Jack exclaimed.

"Hiccup." Stoick said in fear.

The most important thing
That we've ever learned
The most important thing we've learned
As far as children are concerned
Is never, never let them near
The television set
Or better still just don 't install
The idiotic thing at all
Never, never let them
Never, never let them
Never, never let them
Never, never let them

As the channels changed, Hiccup appeared in every one of them, forced to suffer the consequences. The channel then changed to an Oompa-Loompa Punk rock band concert. There were Oompa-Loompas around the group dancing to the beat.

It rots the senses in the head
It keeps imagination dead
It clogs and clutters up the mind
It makes a child so dull and blind
So dull, so dull
He can no longer understand
A fairy tale, a fairyland
A fairyland, a fairyland
His brain becomes as soft as cheese
His thinking powers rust and freeze
He cannot think, he only sees
Regarding little Hiccup Teavee
We very much regret that we
Regret that we

The Oompa-Loompas waved small flames around as the light in the room grew dim. The characters on the T.V. started to attack Hiccup in many ways possible.

Shall simply have to wait and see
Wait and see, wait and see
Wait and see, wait and see, wait and see
We very much regret that we
Shall simply have to wait and see
If we can get him back his height
But if we can't
It serves him right

"Ew. Somebody grab him." Angus cringed in disgust.

"Help me. Help me." Hiccup cried in a squeaky, high-pitched voice. Stoick reached in the television and pulled his shrunken son out.

"Oh, thank heavens. He's completely unharmed." Angus replied.

"Unharmed? What are you talking about?!" Stoick asked.

"Just put me back in the other way!" Hiccup demanded in his chipmunk voice.

"There is no other way." Angus spoke back. "It's television, not telephone. There's quite a difference."

"And what exactly do to propose to do about it?" Stoick demanded sharply.

"I don't know." Angus said. "But young men are extremely stringy. They stretch like mad." He then got an idea.

"Let's go put him in the Taffy Puller." Angus suggested.

"Taffy Puller!?" Stoick asked in disbelief.

"Hey, that was my idea." Angus interjected. "Boy, he's gonna be skinny. Yeah. Taffy Puller." He looked at Hiccup, interested in the idea of stretching him out. He turned to the seated Oompa-Loompa.

"I want you to take Mr. Teavee and his..." Angus turned to the shrunken Hiccup. "...little boy...up to the Taffy Puller, 'kay? Stretch him out." The Oompa-Loompa bowed and directed Stoick to follow him. Angus gasped, backing away as Stoick swung Hiccup around next to his face and followed.

Angus sighed in relief. "On with the tour." He said to the remaining guests, which was Jack and Grandpa Ebeneezer, and went toward the elevator. The room grew dark, which meant the Oompa-Loompas shift was over.

"There's still so much left to see." Angus said taking his goggles off. "Now, how many children are left?" The two shared a look and took their goggles off.

"Mr. Black, Jack's the only one left now." Grandpa Ebeneezer said, leaving Angus shocked.

"You mean you're the only one?" Angus asked.

"Yes." Jack smiled.

"What happened to the others?" Angus asked, stilled shocked. He then made a big grin. "Oh, my dear boy! That means you've won!" He started to shake Jack's hand vigorously, ecstatically. "Oh, I do congratulate you. I really do. I'm absolutely delighted. I had a hunch right from the beginning. Well done. Now, we mustn't dilly or dally. Because, we have an enormous number of things to do before the day's out." He let go of Jack's hand and turned toward the elevator. "But luckily for us, we have the great glass elevator to speed things alo..." He suddenly ran right into the elevator glass doors and fell to the floor. Angus stood back up.

"Speed things along." Angus finished nervously and pressed the button.

"Come on." Angus said and entered the elevator. Jack and Grandpa Ebeneezer placed their goggles into a bin. They three enter the elevator and Angus pressed a button that said: Up and Out.

"Up and Out?" Jack asked at the strange name. "What kind of room is that?"

"Hold on." Angus reminded them. The elevator is pulled upwards in a straight line really fast.

"Oh my goodness." Angus exclaimed, looking up. "We're gonna need to go must faster, otherwise we'll just never break through."

"Break through what?" Jack asked.

"I've been longing to press that button for years." Angus spoke with a smile. "We'll here we go. Up and out!"

"But do you really mean...?" Grandpa Ebeneezer asked.

"Yeah. I do." Angus nodded.

"But it's made of glass. It'll smash into a million pieces." Grandpa Ebeneezer said with fear. Angus chuckled with childish glee. The elevator went faster as a blinding light grew big as went upwards and Grandpa Ebeneezer braced for impact. Suddenly, the elevator shoots right through the big chimney of the factory and high into the air. Then the elevator started to plummet fast as Grandpa Ebeneezer held onto Jack as they were nearing the ground fast. Angus, who showed no fear, pressed a button that causes rocket turbines to activate on top of the elevator allowing it to hover in the air. At the entrance to the factory, the four defeated competitors left one by one. Ulga came outside with Fishlegs who was covered in melted chocolate and was licking his fingers, much to his mother's disgust.

"Fishlegs, please. Don't eat your fingers." Ulga scolded her son.

"But I taste so good." Fishlegs argued and continued to lick his fingers.

Primrose and Rapunzel came outside next. Rapunzel was normal, but she was a dark shade of blue and was flexible from the blueberry juice inside of her body. She was doing some amazing contortion moves down the steps.

"Look, mother. I'm much more flexible now." Rapunzel said with her her head stretched from under her body.

"Yes, but you're blue." Primrose said with a neutral expression.

Merida and Fergus walked out next, covered from head to toe in smelly garbage from the garbage chute. Merida then noticed the flying elevator.

"Daddy, I want a flying glass elevator." Merida told her father. Fergus, having learned a good parenting lesson, had only one thing to say.

"Merida, the only thing you're getting today is a bath and that's final." Fergus said sternly.

"But I want it!" Merida pouted and Fergus gave her a look.

Stoick and Hiccup came out last. Hiccup was so stretched out, he was a thin a paper and was tall as well. You would have to look at him from the front if you want to see him. Angus, Jack and Grandpa Ebeneezer watch then from above as they floated.

"Where do you live?" Angus asked.

"Right over there. That little house." Jack pointed to his house across the street.

Back at the Overland house, Yves was chopping up some cabbage while Ishmael was at the table reading a book.

"When do you think they'll be back?" Yves asked her husband, looking up from her cooking.

"Hard to know, dear." Ishmael said honestly and Yves nodded. Suddenly, the glass elevator came downwards through the roof. Yves shrieked in fright as the elevator landed in the house, causing some beams to fall out of place. Ishmael moved out of the way as it landed on the table.

"I think there's someone at the door." Grandma Edwina claimed.

"Hi, mom!" Jack waved to Yves. The doors opened and Jack rushed to his parents.

"Mom, dad. We're back." Jack said embracing his parents.

"Jack." Ishmael and Yves hugged their son and Grandpa Ebenezer.

"Jack, are you okay?" Emma asked hugging him.

"I'm fine. This is Angus Black. He gave us a ride home." Jack introduced Angus to his family.

"Yes, I see that." Yves said looking at the gaping hole in the roof.

"How are we gonna fix that?" Emma asked.

"You must be the boy's..." Angus cut himself off again from saying the word.

"Parents?" Ishmael said for him.

"Yeah. That." Angus nodded.

"He says Jack's won something." Grandpa Ebeneezer told the parents.

"Really?" Emma asked surprised.

"Not just something." Angus acknowledged as he walked around the house, looking inside cupboards and whatnot. "The most "something" something of any something that's ever been. I'm gonna give this little boy my entire factory."

The whole family was wide-eyed and blown away by this extraordinary opportunity.

"You must be joking." Grandpa Ebeneezer exclaimed, shocked. Jack grinned.

"No really. It's true." Angus explained. "Because, you see, a few months ago, I was having my semi-annual haircut and I had the strangest revelation."

Angus was sitting in the chair of a barber shop section of his factory. An Oompa-Loompa was cutting his hair. As soon as he was finished, Angus held up a mirror and saw a string on hair on his right shoulder. He grabbed it and looked at it.

In the one silver hair, I saw reflected my life's work. My factory. My beloved Oompa-Loompas. Who would watch over them after I was gone? I realized at that moment...

"I must find an heir." Angus said looking at the string of hair.

"And I did, Jack. You." Angus told Jack. He stared at the elders in the bed. Grandma Edwina gave out a light chuckle.

"That's why you sent out the golden tickets." Jack added.

"Uh-huh." Angus nodded and turned.

"What are Oompa-Loompas?" Yves asked whispering.

"I don't know." Emma shrugged.

"I invited five children to the factory and the one who was the least rotten would be the winner." Angus said opening a cabinet holding Jack's model of the factory.

"That's you, Jack." Grandpa Ebeneezer said.

"Yeah." Emma nodded in agreement.

"So what do you say?" Angus asked walking up to them. "Are you ready to leave all this behind and come live with me at the factory?"

"Sure. Of course." Jack answered excited. "I mean, if it's alright for my family to come, too." They all smiled.

"Oh, my dear boy. Of course they can't." Angus replied, causing Jack's smile to fade. "You can't run a chocolate factory with a family hanging over you like an old, dead goose. No offense." He spoke to the grandparents at the bed.

"None taken, jerk." Grandpa Abner said and muttered the last word. Angus narrowed his eyes.

"A chocolatier has to run free and solo. He has to follow his dreams. Gosh darn the consequences." Angus said walking into the elevator. "Look at me. I had no family and I'm a giant success."

"So if I go with you to the factory, I won't ever see my family again?" Jack asked slowly.

"Yeah. Consider that a bonus." Angus nodded.

"Then I'm not going." Jack shook his head, making Angus's smile disappear, shocked at his answer. "I wouldn't give my family up for anything. Not for all the chocolate in the world."

"Oh, I see. That's weird." Angus spoke. He didn't know what to say. "There's other candy, too, besides chocolate." He then said, hoping to sway him. But Jack kept his decision.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Black. I'm staying here." Jack said with a straight face.

"Wow." Angus said surprised. "Well, that's just...unexpected and...weird. But I suppose, in that case, I'll just...Goodbye, then." He went to press a button, but gave Jack another hopeful glance.

"You sure you won't change your mind?" Angus asked.

"I'm sure." Jack nodded.

"Okay. Bye." Angus said disappointed and pressed a button. The elevator rockets into the air through the hole in the roof and out of sight. Everyone watched as he left.

"Things are going to get much better." Grandma Edwina said with a smile.

And for once, Grandma Edwina knew exactly what she was talking about. The next morning, Jack helped his parents fix the hole in the roof.

Yves and Ishmael were on the roof, fixing the hole, replacing the shingles, while Jack and Emma helped them. Inside, dust fell from the ceiling at the two worked and Grandpa Ebeneezer was sweeping the floors.

Grandpa Ebeneezer spent the whole day out of bed. He didn't feel tired at all. Jack's father got a better job at the toothpaste factory. Repairing the machine that had replaced him.

At the toothpaste factory, Ishmael was repairing the cap-screwing machine that replaced him in the first place. When he was done and the machine was working again, Ishmael shook hands with his boss. At the Overland house at night, the family was preparing a dinner at the table and Jack and Emma was helping them put the food on the table.

Things had never been better for the Overland family. The same could not be said for Angus Black.

Back at the factory, Angus was in his robes and sitting on his back in a chaise longue, having a psychotherapy appointment with an Oompa-Loompa as his therapist.

"I can't put my finger on it." Angus explained as the "therapist" wrote everything down. "Candy's the only thing I was ever certain of and now I'm just not certain at all. I don't know which flavors to make. I don't know which ideas to try. I'm second-guessing myself, which is nuts. I've always made whatever candy I felt like, and l..." He stopped when he thought of something. He sits up in the chair with a look of realization.

"That's just it, isn't it?" Angus asked. "I make the candy I feel like, but now I feel terrible, so the candy's terrible. You're very good." He said to the Oompa-Loompa, to which he removed his glasses and nodded.

Outside a local cafe, Jack was making a living as a shoeshiner. He was shining the shoes of the next person who was reading the newspaper.

"Pity about that chocolate fellow, Andy-Anthony." The man said stammering.

"Angus Black." Jack corrected.

"That's the one. Says here in the paper his new candies aren't selling very well. But I suppose maybe he's just a rotten egg who deserves it." The man commented.

"Yep." Jack agreed scrubbing his shoes.

"Oh really?" The man asked in disbelief. "You ever met him?"

"I did." Jack said looking up from his work. "I thought he was great at first, but then he didn't turn out so nice. He also looked like a zombie." Jack turned to his scrubbing.

The man threw the paper down, revealing himself as Angus, and glared at him.

"I do not!" Angus hissed.

"Why are you here?" Jack asked him.

"I don't feel so hot." Angus answered. "What makes you fell better when you fell terrible?"

"My family." Jack simply replied.

"Euwww." Angus groaned and grimaced.

"What do you have against my family?" Jack demanded.

"It's not just your family. It's the whole idea of..." Angus froze in his words and pondered what to say next. "You know, they tell you what to do, what not to do and it's not conducive to a creative atmosphere."

"Usually, they're just trying to protect you, because they love you." Jack said. Angus had a doubtful look on his face.

"If you don't believe me, you should ask." Jack replied.

"Ask who? My father?" Angus scoffed. "No way. At least, not by myself."

"You want me to go with you?" Jack asked.

Angus smiled at this. "Hey. Hey, what a good idea. Yeah!" He got up and Jack followed him. "And you know what? I've got transport..." He suddenly ran into the doors of the elevator, again. He groaned as the stood back up.

"I have to be more careful where I park this thing." Angus grunted and they both entered the elevator, which then lifted off into the air and flew over the countryside and landed in a clearing where a house, similar to the house Angus grew up in, stood. They walked up to the house.

"I think we got the wrong house." Angus said nervously, suddenly regretting his decision. They read the sign that said: Dr. Martin Black, D.D.S. - Dental Practitioner. Jack rang the buzzer. An older gentleman with graying black hair and a dentist uniform answered.

"Do you have an appointment?" Martin asked.

"No. But he's overdue." Jack said.

Inside, Angus sat in the chair and the chair leaned back as Martin stood over him with his glasses on and his tools.

"Open." Martin said and Angus hesitantly opened his mouth. "Now, let's see what the damage is, shall we?" Martin claimed and examined his mouth.

While he worked, Jack noticed a collection of newspaper cut-outs on the wall. Each one showed depicted Angus and great success as a chocolatier. One said: Opening of World's Largest Factory and there was a picture frame of a young Angus without his headgear. Jack looked inside a portfolio, featuring out newspaper readings about Angus's successful candy economy. Martin examined Angus's teeth, noticing the familiar features.

"Heavens." Martin breathed with wide eyes. "I haven't seen bicuspids like these since...since...Angus?" Martin looked his long-lost son in the eye.

"Hi, dad." Angus said softly. Martin put his tools away and Angus sat up in the chair and the two looked at each other.

"All these years and you haven't flossed?" Martin asked.

"Not once." Angus shook his head. Martin smiled and they both slowly and almost hesitantly came to an embrace. Feeling in each other's arms after a long time away from each other. Jack watched them.

It was on this day that Angus Black repeated his offer to Jack who accepted on one condition.

At the Overland house at a snowy night, the family was preparing a family dinner together. Jack and Angus entered through the door.

"Sorry, we're late. We were brainstorming." Jack said as they removed their winter garments.

"Thought I heard thunder." Grandpa Abner grunted.

"You staying for dinner, Angus?" Ishmael asked.

"Oh, yes. Please." Angus accepted, putting his hat on the coat hanger.

"I'll shuffle the plates." Grandpa Ebeneezer said helping with the plates. Angus and Jack sat at the table with the others.

"You smell like peanuts." Grandma Edwina said to Angus, grinning. "I love peanuts."

"Well, thank you." Angus forced a smile. "You smell like old people...and soap. I like it." Grandma Edwina squealed with delight and hugged him.

"Elbows of the table, you two." Grandma Guinevere said to Jack and Emma, who complied.

"How do you feel about little raspberry kites?" Angus asked.

"With licorice instead of string." Jack smiled.

"That sounds awesome." Emma agreed with a big grin.

"Boys. No business at the dinner table." Yves told them sternly, but made a smile, nonetheless.

"Sorry, mom." Jack and Emma apologised.

"I think you're on to something, though, Jack." Angus said to him and they both share a smile.

As the family enjoyed their dinner, it is shown that their house was placed in the chocolate room of the factory and large salt shakers filled with sugar dangled above, being used as snow.

In the end, Jack Overland won a chocolate factory. But Angus Black got something even better: A family.

An Oompa-Loompa sat a couple inches from the house, revealing himself as the narrator.

"And one thing was absolutely certain: Life had never been sweeter." He smiled to the audience.

THE END