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Scarlett Beauregard is gonna have a ride on the tour
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Chapter #4

The Juicing Room

    by: Glacia Author IconMail Icon
"As nice as it is he can focus on his hobbies..." Scarlett murmured to herself as she wandered down the lengthy hallway, noting its oddly tubular design and large scale. Why she could have sworn a trailer truck could pass by with little effort with all the space provided. "...I'll just never understand his odd antics. What a terribly strange man, that Wonka." Shaking her head, she marched herself down the remaining length of the hall, passing between a vault-esque door and into the azure-tinted lights of her destination.

Inside were a great assortment of vats and hoses, each jerry-rigged with at least a half-dozen pipes going this way and that towards the many sectors of the factory. From small port windows, Scarlett could see richly colored fluids bubbling and roiling about inside the vats, many running shades of yellow, red, and orange. Vats farther back revealed more exotic colors, like greens and blues of varying shades. And farther still in the depths of the room looked to be massive stalls, even larger than the hallway she had so easily passed through.

"Just what is a place like this?" she pondered aloud, strolling between the vats. Dozens of the tiny workers fidgeted with dials and knobs, each working hard to ensure the fluid was being regulated or filtered or whatever was needed at the very moment.

"Simply marvelous, isn't it?" A familiar voice called from behind her.

"Ah~ M-mr. Wonka!"

"In the flesh. May you seem to have wandered rather far from the tour."

"I-i'm afraid I got rather lost looking after something," Scarlett bluffed, hoping ot to lose favor with the wild candymaker. Anything to keep her precious daughter at the head of the pack.

"I certainly hope it's been found. I'd hate for anything important to get lost on a tour, what with how many rooms it could wander into and get caught up in," Wonka nodded.

"I couldn't agree more."

"Still, you've stumbled into one of my modern marvels here: my personal Juicing Room!"

"Juicing Room?" Scarlett crinkled her brow slightly. "So, for fruits then I take it?"

"Not just fruits, but anything that truly has a juicy center," Wonka explained, pointing his cane towards a few vats of varying vegetable juices. "But fruits do tend to be the most common thing. Perhaps you'd be interested in a demonstration then?"
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