#ler!lofty

"Uhg..Lofty. Y'know..I don't know..I just.. I've lost the..I don't know and I just..I don't think I can continue making chocolate anymore.." Willy says with a sigh sitting on a bench, looking down at his Oompa-Loompa friend.

"Now now. We had a contract. We had a deal, Wonka." Lofty said crossing his arms.

"I know that! But uhg. That was just- I don't know- What should I do?" He asks.

"Keep making chocolate." Lofty says.

"But I can't!"

"Let me rephrase that. You keep making chocolate so I can keep being your taste tester, or you suffer the consequences." Lofty says.

"Consequences?" Willy asks.

"Let me demonstrate." Lofty answers walking up to Willy, "Something like this." He starts tickling his sides making Willy squeak and immediately fall back against the wall giggling.

"Wahahahaihihit wahaihit!!" Willy giggled.

"Well. I do know something." Lofty says.

"Wh-whahahahat??" Willy giggled out in question.

"A secret."

"Sehehecrehehet?" He giggles.

"Yea, from your dear friend. Noodle." Lofty says and squeezes that spot on Willy's side.

"AHAH-!" Willy yelps.

Lofty pulls his hand back and looks at Willy. "Keep making chocolate."

"But--" Willy is cut off by his own laughter when Lofty starts tickling again, targeting that spot on his side.

"You still know how to make it so you're gonna continue doing that." Lofty says.

"OHOHOKAHAHAYHY! OHOKAY! I'M SOHOHORRYHY I'M SOHORRY!!" Willy laughs falling off the bench.

Lofty stops stepping back.

"I..I'll continue making chocolate."

"Good. Hop to it!" Lofty says.

Willy rolls his eyes playfully, pushing himself up off the ground to go back to making his chocolate.

I mean. It was a deal. A saying. Even on a contract! Proof there. And he wondered, why did he actually think about stopping? Oh well! It doesn't matter! He's a chocolate maker making chocolate! That's all that matters for now.

The end!

I like this one a LOT better then how I made it before.