Episode 507.d Bubble Guppies: Nonny and the Chocolate Factory the Musical! (Part 4)

Plot
When Nonny wins a golden ticket to the weird and wonderful Grouper Chocolate Factory, it's the chance of a lifetime to feast on the sweets he's always dreamed of. But beyond the gates astonishment awaits, as down the sugary corridors and amongst the incredible edible delights, the six lucky winners discover not everything is as sweet as it seems.

Cast

 * Nonny as (Charlie Bucket)
 * Mr. Grouper as (Willy Wonka)
 * Mr. Langoustine as (Grandpa Joe)
 * Goby as (Augustus Gloop)
 * Deema as (Agnes Gloop) (A fanmade character)
 * Molly as (Veruca Salt)
 * Oona as (Violet Beauregarde)
 * Gil as (Mike Teavee)
 * Mrs. Imani as (Mrs. Gloop)
 * Mr. Gentilella as (Mr. Salt)
 * Mr. Shaskan as (Mr. Beauregarde)
 * Mrs. Gordon as (Mrs. Teavee)
 * Sandy as (Grandma Josephine)
 * Martin as (Grandpa George)
 * Dot as (Grandma Georgina)
 * Mrs. Pirruccello as (Mrs. Bucket)
 * Mr. Pirruccello as (Mr. Bucket)
 * Miss Jenny as (Mrs. Pratchett)
 * Announcer as (Jerry)
 * The Mayor as (Cherry)
 * Director Lobster and Pilot as (Lovebird Posh Couple)
 * Crab Scouts, Starfish, and Shrimps as (Oompa-Loompas)

Information

 * Genres: Adventure, Comedy, Family, Fantasy, Musical
 * Rating: PG. There is a bit of violence, a couple of drugs mentioned, and some sad or scary scenes.
 * Type of story: Musical-fantasy film
 * Love Couples: Director Lobster x Pilot

Trivia

 * This story is based on the 2013 West End musical "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory the Musical." You can read about it on Wikipedia.
 * There are some regular and fanon characters in this story.

Story
Start of Part 4.

(Scene: Corridor)

(Mr. Grouper walks in a long corridor. He gets out his watch from his pocket, looks at it, and gasps.)

Mr. Grouper: Goodness me! Is that the time?

(He begins to sing.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): Our schedule has no room for intros, languid and, rubato. Accelerate right to the verse and play it molto, presto, and staccato!

(He calls out from a far end of the corridor.)

Mr. Grouper: Golden Ticket Winners, this way please!

(The children and parents run down the corridor shouting and screaming. Nonny talks to Mr. Langoustine as they run along with the others. The other kids argue at each other telling them to move out of the way and hurry up. They push and kick at each other while their parents calm them down. Mr. Grouper runs in front with the group hurrying behind.)

Mr. Grouper: To the Waiting Room. With all due speed. No dillying, no dallying, no shillying, no shallying, and certainly no silly dallying. Come along now! Quick as you can! Quick as you can!

(Scene: Waiting Room)

(They all go into a room with 6 chairs. The first chair has a joystick on at the side, the second chair is a princess-pink throne, the third chair is a plain wooden chair, the fourth chair is shiny silver, and the fifth and sixth chairs are both Oktoberfest-styled.)

Mr. Grouper: We must hesitate without delay.

(As the 6 children and their parents come in, each of the children sit on the 6 chairs. Gil sits on the first chair, Molly sits on the second chair, Nonny sits on the third chair, Oona sits on the fourth chair, and Goby and Deema both sit on the fifth and sixth chairs. Each of their parent members stand behind the chairs where they're sitting.)

Mr. Grouper: And now, while we're waiting, let's get the small talk out of the way.

(He walks past the children as they look past him.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): What zigzag roads and fickle fates have led you to my chocolate gates? I'm sure the stories would enthrall but time is racing by us all. I'd love to rhyme a riddle or two, but "there's so much time, so little to do."

(He thought for a moment.)

Mr. Grouper: So much time, so little to do?

(He gets back to what he was doing.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): Please, strike that! Reverse it! I meant the other way!

(Mrs. Gordon and Mr. Gentilella grab the chairs forward. Gil and Molly show off to each other taking the pride of themselves. Oona, Goby, and Deema do the same. Nonny and Mr. Langoustine give looks at the 5 of them.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): It doesn't take a Sigmund Freud to see I'm charmed and overjoyed, but pardon if I start to fret. We've not begun our journey yet, no time to borrow or delay. "What's here tomorrow's gone today."

(He then gets confused again.)

Mr. Grouper: What's here tomorrow's gone today?

(Now he's back to his mood again.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): Whoops! Strike that! Reverse it! My tongue has feet of clay!

(The parents move the chairs to a side. Molly and Oona face at each other and Gil, Goby, and Deema face at each other. Goby and Deema both stand up giving dirty looks at Gil. Gil makes a zip gun pretending to shoot them. Molly pirouettes in front of Oona showing her that she's a talented ballerina and deserves to win the grand prize. Oona stands up and does a whatever style at her. The parents put them back to the chairs to soothe them. Nonny and Mr. Langoustine just watch them.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): You've bid the tasteless world adieu to chew the goo awaiting you, but scurry for the Grouper clock keeps ticking. Inside those doors, the floors are sweet. There's rugs and carpets you can eat and best of all the wallpaper needs licking!

(The parents move the chairs around.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): This day of punctuality is scheduled to the nth degree. I wish that there was time to share my thoughts on makeup, clothes, and hair.

(He catches Mrs. Gordon in his sight and starts to flirt with her looking at her dress, hair, and shoes.)

Mr. Grouper: Madam?

Mrs. Gordon: Yes?

Mr. Grouper (singing): Your dress, your hair, your shoes are great. She's dressed for 1958!

(Mrs. Gordon blushes and giggles.)

Mrs. Gordon: Ooh!

Mr. Grouper (singing): Please strike that! Reverse it! Let's get on with our day!

(He comes forward to Mrs. Imani with Goby and Deema on the chairs. He looks at the first and second Golden Tickets for her name. As they talk, the other kids and their parents do movements with their hands, arms, and feet on their chairs.)

Mr. Grouper: Frau Imani!

Mrs. Imani: Oh, Mr. Grouper, guten tag!

(They both shake hands.)

Mr. Grouper: Ah, wilkommen. And you both must be Goby and Deema.

(He looks at the sight of them who are both eating sausages.)

Mr. Grouper: Goodness, you guys look so faaaa... ntastically healthy. I could eat you guys up, but I'm on a diet. Talking of diets, you two, I must confiscate your sausages.

(He takes the sausages away from Goby and Deema's hands.)

Goby: But that's our lunch!

Mr. Grouper: Not anymore.

Deema: Awww! I was looking forward to that!

Mr. Grouper: Well, too bad.

(He puts the sausages in his pocket.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): You both may go first, but lose the wurst.

(Goby and Deema both start to sing.)

Goby and Deema (singing): That's sad, because we love 'em.

Mr. Grouper (singing): To lead our group, Goby and Deema Imani! For who could lose sight of 'em?

(Everyone starts to sing.)

All (singing): Yes, who could lose sight of 'em?

(Mrs. Imani grabs Goby and Deema's chairs taking Goby and Deema to the others. Mr. Gentilella grabs Molly and her chair to Mr. Grouper as they were the next ones to meet him. Molly does her ballet dancing gracefully. She gets up from her chair and does first position by it.)

Mr. Gentilella: Grouper, Sir Robert Gentilella. Gentilella's Salty Nuts.

Mr. Grouper: Delighted to meet you, Bob. Is the Peanut Business treating you well?

Mr. Gentiella: Well, actually...

Mr. Grouper: How interesting. We could talk all day, except we won't. I'm joking. Do you know, I'm fascinated by nuts. Oh yes, I used to be one myself. And who's this adorable tot in a tutu?

Molly: Molly.

Mr. Grouper: What? Like the jewl of the sea?

Molly: The jewel of the sea has 1 L. I've got 2.

Mr. Grouper: 1 jewel?

Molly: 2 L's!

Mr. Grouper: I see.

Molly: M, O, L, L, Y!

Mr. Grouper: M O L L Y? Okay, I see. I say. U R going to be fun!

(He looks at her clothing.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): It's a pleasure, dear, to have you here. Where did you get that mink?

(Molly gasps at that and begins to sing.)

Molly (singing): Are you for real?

(Mr. Gentilella starts to sing.)

Mr. Gentilella (singing): It's baby seal. That's clubbed then tickled pink.

(Molly and Mr. Gentilella both push the chair back to the group.)

All (singing): It's clubbed then tickled, clubbed then tickled, clubbed then tickled pink.

(Mr. Shaskan pushes his chair with Oona sitting on. He walks over to Mr. Grouper.)

Mr. Shaskan: Eugene Shaskan, please smile!

(He takes a selfie with Mr. Grouper with his mobile phone. He then turns the chair to reveal Oona.)

Mr. Shaskan: And I guess you already know the Double Bubble Duchess.

(Oona stands up to greet Mr. Grouper. The others walk to her and Mr. Shaskan.)

Mr. Grouper: Oh, delighted to meet your grace, tell me, what is it exactly that you do?

Oona: I chew.

Mr. Shaskan: Same gum for the last 3 years!

Mr. Grouper: That's quite an achievement.

Mr. Shaskan: It's a jaw popping world record. She's got her own TV show, line of perfume, and we are opening boutiques all over the world. Isn't she something?

Mr. Grouper: She's certainly something, Mr. Shaskan. I'm just not sure what.

(Mr. Shaskan sits on the chair. Oona jumps on his lap as the group drag the chair across. She begins  to sing.)

Oona (singing): Just let me in, I'm here to win!

Mr. Grouper (singing): You like to beat your drum. Your confidence is quite intense, but just don't jump the gum.

All (singing): Don't jump! Don't jump! Just don't jump the gum!

(Gil goes behind Mr. Grouper and startles him. The children hide behind their chairs.)

Gil: Pow pow! Bye-bye, blubberboy!

Mr. Grouper: Good heavens!

Gil: Outta my way, old man.

(Gil breakdances as Mrs. Gordon drags his chair close to him.)

Mrs. Gordon: Gilbert, play nice now!

Mr. Grouper: Gil Gordon, aren't you the boy who got your Golden Ticket by hacking into my computers?

Mrs. Gordon: Now, Mr. Grouper, those are just allegations.

(Mr. Grouper looks at Gil feeling very surprised.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): So, Gil the brain, you must explain just how you cracked my system.

(Gil pretends to shoot aim at Goby and Deema, but Mrs. Imani pushes him aside. He begins to sing.)

Gil (singing): Shut up, old coot! I'm tryin' to shoot the fat guys! Shoot, I missed them!

All (singing): Fat, shoot, missed them!

(Mrs. Gordon gets out a flask from her handbag and takes a sip. She gets caught by Mr. Grouper.)

Mr. Grouper: No alcohol in my factory, Mrs. Gordon.

Mrs. Gordon: It's lemonade.

(She hands the flask to Mr. Grouper. He sniffs it.)

Mrs. Gordon: Homemade.

(Mr. Grouper takes a sip of it.)

Mr. Grouper: Ah! You must give me the recipe.

(He looks at the 6 children.)

Mr. Grouper: It seems that I've left someone out. Who else is here? Now give a shout.

(Nonny and Mr. Langoustine walk to Mr. Grouper with the wooden chair.)

Nonny: Uh, Mr. Grouper, I'm the last.

Mr. Grouper: Is least the last to join our cast. Who are you?

Nonny: Nonny Pirruccello, sir.

Mr. Grouper: Oh, yes. You're the boy who got his ticket at the very last moment? Don't leave it so late next time. And you must be his Grandpa Langoustine?

(Mr. Langoustine salutes to him.)

Mr. Langoustine: At your service, sir.

(Mr. Grouper salutes back.)

Mr. Grouper: Enraptured. Enchanted. Overjoyed.

(He sees the look on Nonny's face as he looks unsure.)

Mr. Grouper: Is something wrong?

Nonny: It's nothing, sir.

Mr. Grouper: Nothing's always something, Nonny, except if you're a person who makes something out of nothing. Now, which is it with you?

Nonny: I don't know.

Mr. Grouper: Are you the sort of boy who makes something out of nothing?

Nonny: No, sir, it's just... you're not what I expected.

Mr. Grouper: That's a coincidence. I'm not what I expected either.

(He then gets out a ladder and the parents push the chairs in a circle as the children row their legs. Large drawers appear by the ladder where Mr. Grouper climbs up.)

Mr. Grouper: Now, messers Pirruccello, Gentilella, and Shaskan, Madame Gordon, and Shatzi Imani, you're visitors in my backyard when shepherding this tiny troupe. And so, I look for you to lead your future generations. I must insist you hear and heed my rules and regulations.

(The parents then sit on the chairs and the children stand up and nod their heads to the beat of Mr. Grouper's singing except for Nonny and Mr. Langoustine.)

Mr. Grouper: Sign here.

(He points to the contract with his cane.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): I'd love to lounge and lollygag and give each tongue the chance to wag, but I must get you all to sign this contract on the dotted line. There's no reprise, the way time flies, to "dot the T's and cross the I's."

(Mr. Grouper hands the children contact forms and hand them to their parents in their hands. They all look confused looking at them.)

Mr. Grouper (singing):  No, strike that! Reverse it! Please ink without delay.

(The parents begin to sing.)

Mr. Gentilella (singing): May I see the dossier?

Mr. Shaskan (singing): And negotiate her pay.

Mrs. Imani and Mrs. Gordon (singing): Sir, what does this contract say?

Mr. Gentilella and Mr. Shaskan (singing): What does this contract say?

Parents (singing): Yes, what does this contract say?

(They all glare at Mr. Grouper.)

Mr. Grouper: Well...

(They all look at the contract really quickly as the children wait impatiently except for Nonny.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): The undersigned herein to fore cite frippery or force majeure. No property be touched or chewed or peddled.

(The parents look at each other.)

Parents: What did he say?

Mr. Grouper (singing): De facto habeas corpus laws for you a new grandfather's clause. Sign there, there, there, there, there! Thank God, that's settled!

Mrs. Imani: What does he expect us to do?

Mrs. Gordon: I'm confused.

Mr. Gentilella: This tempo is preposterous!

(The children become agitated.)

Children: Just sign!

(The parents finally signed and Mr. Grouper puts them back in the drawers. The children hop back on their chairs and the parents push the chairs all around the place in order.)

Mr. Grouper (singing): So, now the time has come at last to put the present in the past. It's time to take the golden tour and taste the tempting treats du jour. The day is young, the sun is high, and so it's time to say "goodbye."

(The children and their parents gasp.)

All: Goodbye?!

Mr. Grouper (singing): No, strike that! reverse it! The next time I'll rehearse it. Get ready, set, on your marks, let's go!

Goby and Deema (singing): You're stupid!

Gil (singing): You stink!

Molly (singing): I'm winning!

Oona (singing): You think?

Nonny (singing): Let's go!

All (singing): On with the show!

(They all march around the waiting room and look at Mr. Grouper feeling excited.)

Mr. Grouper: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to... the Chocolate Room!

(He waves his cane to open 2 doors. The children and parents walk through the door.)

(This part is unfinished.)