[The device turns on, and M!Wonka sets it on the desk, which is located adjacent to the mirror. He removes his coat, draping it over the chair and sits down. Propping his feet on the desk, he leans back, arms folded across his chest. He watches the real Wonka as he converses in that disgustingly happy voice to every resident that contacts him.]
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*Oh my god he has never been this excited!!*
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That's really neat!
*HE IS IN AWE.*
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Any of these to yer likin'?
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I like all of them can I have one? Huh can I can I?
*Just don't tell him what's in it...*
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[Propping himself up on his elbows, he picks up the nearest piece and holds it up to the masked figure. He wraps his other arm around him and leans up, his lips not an inch from his ear.] You can have any and all of 'em, my dear boy.
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*If he had eyes they'd be all huge and adorable right now. Om nom nom candy!*
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Figuring he'd take advantage of such a wonderful situation, the hand that was around Masky's waist is now making it's way up his back under the shirt.]
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Can you make more? This is awesome!!
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[He once again reaches into his pants pocket with his free hand and retrieves a small pocket knife. He flicks it open, but keeps his attention on the one on top of him.]
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*This is said with his mouth full of something orange and sticky and sugary and delicious. He inches a bit forward, that hand on his back is making him uncomfortable.*
Oh and oranges! And cherry. I don't like lemon that much.
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[All the while, he's been gliding the blunt side of the knife along the side of Masky's neck. He removes his other hand from under the shirt and searches the other pocket for something. Ah! He takes out an orange wrapped candy and holds it up for the other to see.]
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What's that one?
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Why, it's my latest concoction! The taste of a real orange mixed with the most delectable of ice cream. Like euphoria in yer mouth! Chewy, but not too much so. Just the right amount.
[No longer can he hold back, and he pushes himself up just enough to lick up the beaded blood that had formed on Masky's neck.]
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