Hi everybody! Yup, back again. lol. Yup, glad you guys decided to review. I'm trying to get all new chapters of everything out so I hope you enjoy this. I made a decision the other night that this story will stay on fanfic. I was thinking about taking this, and my other story Starshine, off but this is staying definatiely. Starshine...well I don't know yet. lol. Well w/o any further ado... ooooo it's story time!

It was quiet as Wendy rolled over on her bed, clutching her pillow. She blinked a couple of times and moaned softly. She let her eyes travel over to the alarm clock resting on her bed side table. It had only been 20 minutes but felt like an eternity. She got to her feet, still rubbing her heavy eyelids and dragged her feet to the dresser. Her stomach ache was far away, though and tha was good. She sighed and met the eyes in her reflection. It was quiet as she met the eyes of herself and looked her over There was the look of anger and concentration in her face. She sighed. Never all that pretty was she? With that she went to the door. She slipped around on the fresh, clean tile as she went into the dining room. Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, Mr. Wonka sat there, flipping through some of his mail. He looked at her and a confused smile lilt up his lips.

"Wendy!" he said. "You're alive! And a woman..."

He beamed. Wendy blinked slowly.

"Huh...it was just a head ache Mr. Wonka.."she started but he cut her off.

"Something happened to my Oompa Loompas when they had the man candy." He shrugged. "So I thought you would either be dead or be a guy..."

It was silent as Wendy bored her narrow eyes at him.

"SO you didn't bother to tell me that the candy you gave me would turn me into a guy? Or...kill me?"

"Well how was I supposed to know?" he said, nonchalantly with his same sweet tone still in his voice. "I mean, I had never tried it on a human before. Nothing could have happened. But it did so now I know."

With that he gave a little laughed and opened another letter

"Those silly bill collectors." He said, tossing the letter over his shoulder and into a garbage can that was somehow moving behind him.

Wendy rested her hands on the table as she collapsed into a chair and let her eyes fall onto the table before her.

"Look at it this way..." he said. " if you had become a man, you could have enjoyed the joy of fatherhood."

"Fuck you." She mumbled.

Willy gasped.

"If that's the way you wish to talk, then back to jail I'll make you walk." He said simply as he picked up the invitation to the inventor's ball.

As he looked it over, he sighed loudly.

"Not again." He sighed.

"Not again what?" she asked.

"This inventor's ball nonsense." He sighed. "They invited every couple of years, and every time, I say no." he shook his head. "What would make this year any different?"

The letter was also tossed into the trash.

"Well you sure looked like a party person." She said flatly.

"Well you don't know me all that well, do ya?" he got to his feet and adjusted his top hat. "C'mon, we have work to do."

"Work?" she asked as she followed him into the candy room. "What do you mean work?"

"Well I needed some help with moving some boxes inside." He said. "And since Charlie's not here...Then I guess a GIRL will have to do..."

There was almost a resentful, bitterness to his voice as he looked her over.

"Wait..." she stopped. "...did you do that man thing on purpose then?"

"Look Wendy, if you're ever gonna get anywhere in life, you're gonna have to learn not to mumble." He called over his shoulder.

It was silent until Willy pulled out a huge key ring and began fumbling with them, trying to etg the right one. Finally he did and thrust the small, golden key into the lock. The door before them swung open and revealed a mountain of boxes. Wendy gapped as Willy checked his watch that Wendy could have sworn was just the sleeve of his shirt.

"would you look at tha?" he said. "It's already time for my appointment with the Oompa Loompas and the making of that new what's a ma call its? Um...that's right! That Norwegian chocolate!"

"Isn't it German chocolate?" she asked as he rushed by.

"That's it!" he said as he hurried out. "Just load these into the water fall room! Thanks a bunch Wendy!"

With that, he hurried out leaving her standing there. She sighed as she lifted the first box. It wasn't that heavy. She sighed and started loading box after box into the room. The hours flew by as she engrossed herself in private thoughts and fantasies that kept her busy mind preoccupied. Somewhere into the fourth hour, she collapsed onto a particularly heavy cardboard box and wiped some sweat from her forehead. She pulled at the shirt she had on. She sighed. THEN got back to her feet and went to grab the heavy box. Suddenly, the bottom of it, wet with mold and time of sitting, fell out, spilling it's contents at her feet. Wendy cursed under her breath as she bent over to pick up some of the stuff she dropped. Her eyes fell upon a picture. She lifted it. It was of a girl unlike she had ever seen. She had soft blond hair that wafted around her gentle face and vibrant green eyes that were full of life and light. She wore a light purple tank top and a pair of blue jeans as she was posing on some park bench at some place that she had never seen before. There was no other word for it: It was beautiful. The place was gorgeous, in the peak of summer and filled with bright flowers and crystal clear sunlight. Wendy could practlly feel it on her flesh. The girl was gorgeous and her grin showed clear to hr eyes. Wendy sighed.

This girl...was she a friend a Mr. Wonka's?

Then she turned the picture over. It was like a lock on the back. Where a key went. She groaned and placed her finger over it. It needed a key to open whatever was on the back. This girl was obviously important...

"...bet Mr. Wonka never tried to turn you into a guy." She said bitterly as she popped the picture into her box then picked all the other stuff up.

Another couple hours later, Wendy had finished. She sighed contently and collapsed onto the ground, in a tired exhausted slump. She looked over at the boxed that were all moved into the other room and let her body fall back onto the ground. Her body ached with tiredness. She closed her eyes in a fitful sleep. There seemed to be only a couple seconds of sleep that went by when she felt a shooting pain fly through her arm. She threw her eyes open and looked around. It was quiet as she opened her eyes. Willy stood over her with a confused look on his face. Wendy clutched her arm tightly where Willy had touched her.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked.

"N..Nothing. I just have a sour arm, that's all." She said quickly as she looked to his hands. "What's that?"

He looked at his hands then laughed.

"Well I figured you had been here so long, I thought I would bring ya some lemonade." He thrust it into her hands.

With that she nodded and raised it to her lips then stopped. She lowered it and looked at Willy.

"How do I know this won't turn me into you or something?"

He laughed.

"Please." He said."...why would I give you a candy that makes you into me? I only give that candy to Charlie if I need a stand in at the factory!" then he looked at her unsure face. "It's alright. It's just lemonade. I promise."

It was quiet as she looked into the murky glass suspiciously then took a long sip. It was cool and good as it slipped down her throat. She finished it in a sip then took a deep breath of relief. Willy nodded.

"Yeah, I couldn't figure out why you were working until midnight." He shrugged. "I thought maybe you were having problems lifting the boxes..."

"Wait!" she cut him off. "Midnight?"

"Yeah. When I came here at first you were sleeping." He shrugged. "I thought you collapsed from tiredness. Then I saw all the boxes in the waterfall room and..."

Wendy cut him off.

"Ok." She said. "It makes secene. I got it."

Then she got to her feet, still clutching the glass and sighed.

"Then I think I'm heading to bed." She said quietly as she turned her back to Willy.

"Well.. goodnight then." He called as she left to the rooms.

It was silent as Wendy, once again, trooped to her room and shut the quietly. She turned to the bed an pulled off her shirt. She stood there in her bra as she touched her arm where Willy had touched her to wake up. There were fading bruises up and down her arms. She winced as she ran her fingers over them and reached for some medicine in her bag. It was quiet.

"Stupid bruises." She mumbled. "I thought they faded already..."

After putting the sticky stuff all over her arm, she took her pajama shirt and pants and slipped them on. She was so tired she forgot about brushing her teeth and just went to bed. She clicked the light off and layed in the dark. It was quiet for a moment as she closed her eyes trying to clear her mind. Soon, everything from the hectic day, the waterfall room to the potriet that needed a key, was far from her mind and sleep flooded her form.

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