Title: Masaki and the Pudding Factory
Rating: Pg13 (for now?)
Pairing: Sakuraiba, Ohmiya(later on)
Genre: Crack, romance, parody(?)
Summary: Doesn't the title sound familiar? *coughCHARLIE&TheChocolateFactorycough* What wonders await you in S.S. factory? Explore Fields of... *stops copying what says in the back of the DVD* Aiba Masaki's greatest dream since he was small was to visit that large factory. He finally gets the chance to do so when the owner of the S.S. Pudding Factory magically places artificial gold chickens inside ONLY THREE puddings on the whole world! What's the reason for this sudden invitation? Who gets the golden chickens? Will there be Oompa-Loompas? Will there be whipping cream? What about the fat kid? Will the tour be safe? And most important question, will this even make sense?
Disclaimer: THEY'RE NOT MINE! D:
Notes: This is was happens when I have tests all day long and get locked up in a room for 8hrs with nothing to do, only your imagination is left D: and this shows how much one doesn't need to be high to think of such things D: and even if you don't like the movie, trust me, this will be very different xD (Even I have no idea how I thought of such random fanfic D: My-greatest-boyband-fandom/obsession + favorite-movie = Masaki and the Pudding Factory)
(bigger size) That mysterious factory stood there proudly in the middle of Aiba Masaki's town. It was ironic how popular this town have become in the last 10 years, for the town was completely secluded and was smaller than one could imagine, yet now, it was completely filled with tourists every summer. And just outside those firm and tall gates that lead to the inside of the factory, stood at least 10 small shops, filled with souvenirs for tourists to buy.
Even though the great S.S. Pudding Factory was this well known throughout the country, heck, if not all the world, there resides mystery within it. Firstly, no one had ever entered that factory. Secondly, no one had ever seen the owner, every time a journalist tried to interview him, his assistants rejected them all. Thirdly, their assistants or workers; it's also a mystery, for no one is ever seen coming in or out of the factory. Lastly, there is a rumor that there are only two persons in charge of the whole factory.
There was a rumor that greatly intrigued Aiba Masaki, that the infamous, Mr. S.S., whose name it yet unknown, was about his age, 26 years old. Of course, Masaki thought it was ridiculous, as in how could someone his own age be able to control that factory that was literally known world-wide, with countless of chain stores and even with chain stores around, their puddings and other goods from the factory were being sold in convenience stores like mad. It was no wonder, after all, the tastes were one of a kind, where no one could ever figure out the recipe.
There was no doubt that Masaki would give almost everything in order to enter that factory that was said to be 10 times as big as any other normal one. Everyday, each time he passed by it, he looked at it longingly, wondering if he would ever get the chance to set foot there. Not did he know that that dream didn't seem so far, for S.S.' plan was just taking action for more than 3 months now, getting everything before the big announcement that would cause a huge uproar in the whole world.
From the other side of the gates, of the many walls, there stood Mr. S.S., looking outside a small window with a ridiculous outfit, and finally said to his assistant who sat lazily in the sofa, "Let's give the big announcement in a week, get the fliers ready by two days from today." Three more assistants or workers came into room after being called and walked away with the one who was sitting lazily in the owner's sofa and started designing and making those fliers that were about to impact the world in a week from now.
MASTERPOST So of course it's short, after all, it's the prologue D:the upcoming chapters will be way longer :D
nothing really happened here, just explaining what is needed to know :)
comments, critics, spam, whatever, are all welcome :)