http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2593560/1/

Charlie Bucket’s sister, Isabella is 8 years older than Charlie and working as a fashion designer in Italy but she often comes home to visit her family and have long exciting chats with Charlie and her grandparents. Charlie loved it when Isabella came home. She always had fantastic stories to tell and plenty of money to give the family.

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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2593391/1/

(Summary) Liz is 23 and she is a sophomore at Oxford University. She lives in the small town of Victoria that i made up.

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Even after living for a year in England, she hadn’t gotten used to the time change. She had come from Northern California, where it was usually very warm.

Yo! vampiryyn here! I finally got my internet figured out. Many thanks to the wonderful serenity_winner for saving my ass. XD Here ya go.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2580376/1/

(Summary) Charlie goes to a High School in Nebraska and brings a friend home.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Charlie. He is property of Tim Burton and Ronald Dahl. I own pretty much everything else.

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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2577051/1/

He always wanted to be a scientific chocolate maker.

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He always thought, “I want to make choclate eggs into choclate birds.” And when he turned 14, they already exised.

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Hey kids, sorry about the late Issue. </a></a>vampiryyn ended up having some untimely internet troubles, so I had to do this last-minute. I apologize for the rush job! Enjoy!

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2574994/1/

“Emmanuelle,” Miss Winston says, barely bridling her rage, under the will of God, “the girls tell me you wore that black ribbon again.”

Emmanuelle stands before the woman and takes the scolding, twisting the ribbon in her hands, behind her back. She has heard this many times before, for wearing her favorite ribbon. Miss Winston is a woman of God, she knows, and means well. However, the woman had never been taught the gentler side of the Lord, had never been taught of his forgiveness and his love for children. Emmanuelle forgives her. It’s in her nature, and she doesn’t like to hate people. She does hate some people, though, and it hurts her soul.

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She flies down the street to the church, her lovely, richly-dark, coppery-chestnut hair flowing behind her as she runs against the wind. Emmanuelle is often seen running down that street to the church, the pretty young girl whom every shop owner on the street knows affectionately as Emmy.

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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2561909/1/

(from Summary) Ok summary lol: Wonka kidnapped and sold as a slave, Charlie and Mr. Wonka rescues Wonka Lots of ANGST and some HC. Nothing explicit, not slash, but has the potential!

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Chocolate: Wonderful, luscious, scrumptious and marvellous chocolate. The substance of innocence, of joy; even love, but I’d rather skip that one, the very thought of it petrifies me, well the type of love that involves people.

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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2534277/1/

“Now, where are you from LaTrelle?”

“From America originally…but my mum,” she paused, a shocked look on her face. “That’s the first time I’ve said ‘mum’. I’ve gone British!”

Everyone laughed.

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Because it would be a crime if we DIDN'T post this on the front page for all to see...

( lookingforwater's Golden Condom song )

Notes: Today is the special "Troll Edition." Because we felt like it. There's one fic in here that's NOT a troll. Try to spot it.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2536799/1/

Ever since that Charlie boy had gotten killed in a freak Jello-mold accident, Mr. Willy Wonka had reinstated his Goldnticket game.

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Since four of the five Goldntickets had already been found, and since we feel no need 2 actually tell the s2ry there, we’ll just say that saying that there’s only one left DEFINITELY increases the tension like whoa.

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Kandi delved in2 her purse for 200 pounds. (A/N: Pounds are British money! So this is like 200 cents, or two dollars! Isn’t that fun?)

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http://adultfan.nexcess.net/aff/story.php?no=544193377

She whimpered. SPANKSPANK.

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http://adultfan.nexcess.net/aff/story.php?no=544192681

She could have been as young as eleven or as old as fourteen. That was not too young to understand ‘feelings’, right? Perhaps even some little boys from her school had kissed her, or dragged her to engage in a petting session behind the pop machine. That would mean she had experience, and thus he alone would not be guilty for her corruption.

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http://adultfan.nexcess.net/aff/story.php?no=544183217

As silly as it seemed, the golden condom glared up at her amongst the silver wrappings of a Wonkabar she just opened.

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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2524213/1/

They was some thing about her that separated her from the rested. Maybe it was her eyes, there was some thing about then that told him there was more to her than meats the eye.

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Claire woke up early on Saturday to Finnish her packing.

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After a little fight with spick, they were moving alone at quiet a speed. The Oompu-loompus were a really good help, and loved playing with spick and a lot of Claire’s things. After all they had never seen a cat or Manga books before.

Greetings guests! I shake you warmly by the hand.

This is the beginning of the newest addition to the world of Babb: Babbling Wonka! The place for all your horridly amusing Willy-Wonka-Themed bad!fic quotes. Inspired by our sister Babb, the one that started it all, babb_chronicles. 

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Happy babbling to you all!