WARNING ROUGH DRAFT AND I'M JUMPING A HEAD A TAD. SO THERE'S SPOILERS UNLESS YOU'RE OKAY WITH CHECKING OUT PREVIEWS!!!

They stopped at what looked like a fish tank. Oompas were swimming in it with air tanks scaled down to their size. On the bottom were little different colored balls.
"What are those?" Veruca asked.
"A new thing that going to come out on the market next month. Ever Lasting Gum Stoppers.*" An Oompa swam up and held a green ball out. Mr. Wonka took it. "Anyone know what this is?
Before Veruca could speak with a snide remark of not knowing Violet found herself jumping in. "It's gum!?"
"No it's not gum. You chew gum, this you suck." Wonka dropped it back in the water. "I can't let you taste it yet this is still in the hardening period as we say. Oh!" he clapped his hands,muffling the sound. "There's something we're working on that I think you'l all love. You especialy dear Violet." he winked at her, she smiled.
"We got a bug or two to work out but it's coming along nice. Maybe a year or so until we get it perfect. I think I mentioned this before or maybe not." He began to walk to a tall tower of steal. "I mentioned that America produced a very wonky version of one point. Ha ha. I tried working on this in the 60's lost track of it. Found it a few months ago and began the process again. I think it'll be big once we get it right."
"So what is it?" asked Veruca, she was becoming annoyed with the over long introduction.
"I'll show you." And Mr. Wonka pulled a lever.
The machine silent before, screamed to life and shook. It wobbled and seemed ready to fall over. Charlie Jr. was thinking of bolting nearly. Steam blew off it and was sucked up into fans at the top. It started to whistle while on a computer screen it showed the progess of whatever it was making. 50% It blew on louder and the top of it stopped shaking but the middle seemed to wiggle like a snake or better yet a belly dancer. 80% The middle stopped the bottom commenced. If the belly dancer symbol could be used it was now shaking it's booty. 95%. A little arm extended out. The tip of it looked like a vacuum nozzle, below it a flat hand. 100%
*DING!*
A little multi colored square dropped from the nozzle onto the platform. Mr. Wonka took it between two fingers and held it up. "Oh! I have big hopes for this little dandy!"
"That's it? After all that?" Veruca asked sharply.
Mr. Wonka sighed. "Do you even know what it is?"
"No-"
"Be quiet then and I'll explain. Like I said Violet you would be excited by this-"
"It's gum?"
"Right you are! But no ordinary gum. This is Willy Wonka Three Course Meal Gum!"
"Not four course?" asked Charlie Bucket Sr.
"Nope! Only three! Inside this handsome little gum is a three piece meal all ready to be chewed! Appetizer, meal, and dessert! Each piece containing it's own nutrition and calorie amount. Each one giving off a realistic texutre response so it's like you're really eatting a sizzling hot meal right in front of you."
"Awesome." Charlie Jr. said.
"Sound's weird." smirked Veruca.
"Sounds wonderful." Senior remarked.
"Soundsl ike my kinda thing!" Violet was bright eyed. Her legs were shaking. Her idol, Mr. Wonka was not just holding gum but the greatest gum ever! It could not only push the envelope but it blew it away! She wanted it so badly! She forgot all about the little vow she made with the others. Forgot about what happened to Mike and Gloop for breaking the rules. Forgot about all that parenting her two parents gave her.
Her hand shot out and snatched the gum cube from Mr. Wonka's hands.
The Buckets were surprised, Veruca's jaw dropped as 'Missy Good-Shoes' took something right out of Wonka's hand out of permission. But Wonka didn't seem all that surprised.
"What are you doing!?" cried Senior.
"You shouldn't-" started Charlie.
"Oh I wouldn't!" Wonka raised a finger. "I really wouldn't do that!"
"Maybe you should listen to Mr. Wonka, dear." Senior tried to persuade Violet to put it down. But she moved pasted him with an 'oh', stuck the gum in her mouth, and began to chew. She turned to the three. They all gasped, expect for Mr. Wonka who put his elbow down on a panel and watched as though bored.
Violet made an odd face.
"How does it taste?" asked Charlie Jr. Though he didn't think it was a good idea for Violet to do this, since she started, may as well ask.
"Like....cardboard."
"Not everything is worked out." muttered the chocolate master.
"What's wrong with it?" asked Veruca. "If that poisonous her..."
"Don't worry she won't die. She'll learn her lesson."
"What lesson?"
"You'll see."
Veruca turned her head back in time to see the other woman's eyes brighten. "Oh! I taste something now! Tomato soup! Wow! It's hot and delicous! It may even be home made stuff!"
"Of course it's home made." Wonka shrugged his shoulders in the back ground.
Violet shivered with delight. "Delicious." she whispered around the wad of gum. With each chew more liquid was created in her mouth, more tomato soup taste. With each swallow it went down her throat and into her belly, leaving a pleasant trail of warmth where ever it touched. "Oh god." she moaned. "Mmmm." she didnt' care if she smacked a few times or talked with her mouth full, it was wonderful! "I just cannot belive you made this Mr. Wonka! Even after all that stuff!"
"I try to please." he scratched the back of his head and put his hat back on.
"So..Violet." Charlie Senior reached out to touch her shoulder, to tell her to spit the gum out. But she snapped her eyes open so suddenly he pulled his hand back.
"Oh my goodness! It's changing."
"To what?" asked Charlie's son.
"It's it's...." Violet rolled her eyes up and concentrated. The gum was becoming a little drier, or maybe it was the liquids playing a joke on her. No the gum was getting toucher. The taste was going from red vegetation based to something more....something more....it made her excited and thought of urges. It was juicy but not a full splash of flood like the tomato soup. Something else too, hiding and playing with the tender juices....savory....no butter too, fattening but it wasn't making her feel sick it was..."I have it!" she snapped her fingers."Steak and backed potato with butter!"
"What about chives and sour cream?" asked Veruca, she felt like smiling, despite her usual behaviour. And yet there was something bugging her, that something was going to happen.
"No I taste just butter, blimey." she said and chewed harder. "This is great stuff!"
Mr. Wonka explained. "Chives and sour cream are a little hard to reproduce. For some reason. We're not giving up that's for sure. If you'll notice how much Violet is enjoying this, it proves how hard it is for the chewer to spit it out. Very addictive I must admit. I don't like that at all."
"How many courses?" asked Jr.
"Three." replied Wonka.
Violet continued to work her jaws around the tough, meaty, savory gum. Each time she swallowed she though she felt a light lump or package go down her throat and into her stomach. It was warm, not like the soup, but cooked. Very very good. She wasn't so hungry even.
"How about you make one with pizza or hamburger?" suggested Charlie Jr.
Wonka allowed himself a slight smile. "One thing at a time. We still need to perfect this."
"Perfect it? It's perfect!" Vio cried around the tough gum, she rubbed her tongue against it and got another taste of buttered potato. "I would buy 1,000 of these the day they came out. I love gum after all!"
"Oh we know." he scratched the back of his head again.
"What exactly is wrong with it?" Mr. Bucket asked.
"Yes." backed up Veruca whose razor sharp insticts, honed by years of working with sharks and rats, were rattling that something was up. "Do tell us."
Violet stepped a little closer, the meat-potato gum was getting tougher with each bite. She hooked her thumbs into her bright red belt. Today was going so so well! She had met some nice people, at the top were the Buckets. Though Charlie Senior wasn't the handsomest man she had seen, she had gone out with plenty of gorgious 'hunks' but they were cheerks and after college she tried nicer guys. Charlie seems like one of the good ones and he seemed to be a lot of fun around, enough that the age difference didn't bother her. Pushed on by the gum filling her mind with good thoughts she came up with 'do you think he'd have dinner with me?' She would have to ask it just right, he was a widow and maybe he wasn't ready to move on, if he ever wanted to that is. And his son...at least they seemed to like each other just fine. She had an odd urge to feel his beard.
She stepped a little closer to him.
"So what is it?" pressed Veruca taking a step to the chocolate master.
"Well...I think you'll see for yourselves in a minute or so. It's going to be big is all I'll say."
"I'm in the mood for pranks, Wonka." Veruca warned.
"Guys calm down." Violet held her hands up. "We can all get along. Since I don't see anything wrong with this-" she bit down, her teeth expected a tough wad of meaty gum. But the teeth tore through, something exploded, liquid gushed into her mouth, splashing the roof of her mouth, flooding her tongue, sweet, almost too sweet, but delicous. So so delicous! More delicous than the tomato soup or steak and tater! Godly godly godly!
"Oh!" she moaned.