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// OOMPA LOOMPA ISEKAI STORY THING?!?! (part 2) 
// Story: What If... 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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...Oh heck, Oompa Loompas have names?

Man, it's been a while since I read the book or watched any of the movies.

Nevermind that, however. I wiped the strawberry jam off my face, my hands tightening around the remnants of my candy-cane sword. This horse had a bigger appetite for sweets than any of us could've possibly imagined, and still, the big Wonka was nowhere to be seen.

Celestia chewed through her licorice ropes. She stood up again, fire in her eyes. 

"Where. Is. The. Cake?"

"For the last time, there is no cake!"

"Fine then, isekai boy. I'll make some myself."

The words hit me like a bullet. She knew I wasn't truly an Oompa Loompa from the start? But how? She couldn't possibly...

I looked up again. In only a matter of seconds, all the progress we'd made in containing the mad horse was destroyed. My Loompa brethren had been tossed aside in a single motion like cards.

It was me against her. Short funny chanty candy man against tall pointy wing-horse. I let out my most fearsome war-cry, charging at Celestia with my candy cane sword's remaining length aimed for her neck.

"Whoa there, shorty," Willy Wonka stopped me with his cane. "Celestia's a friend. Princess, your cake is this way."

Celestia nodded, following silently behind the big boss. It truly awes me how the man can utilize mere words to defeat such a great threat.

And so I retreated, my clothes sopping with chocolate milk, to my humble abode.

Oh wait. I'm an isekai boy. I'm homeless 'cause I live in the factory with the other chumps.