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bunnyonacupcake · 7 months

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Here, have some writing!

This is a little mini fic I wrote a while ago Class Wars, an AU @brbuttons has within the Factory Rejects verse.

Behold, a story about Miranda Mary Piker. Daughter of the Headmaster and her teachers biggest fan. Well, until she starts to visit Bills candy shop and he reminds her she’s only 12. She’s allowed to be a kid. This here fic handles the fallout.

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All good things must come to an end. Miranda knows this, though, she’d foolishly and ignorantly hoped it wouldn’t end so soon. It’s Friday morning as she hurriedly sweeps water over her frizzed braids, slipping her Mary Janes on as she snatches her bag and scurries out the door. Her parents as always work early, so early as to leave little Miss Piker home alone in the mornings to get off to school on her own. Normally, she leaves early enough to prowl the hallways as their unofficial hall monitor. These past few weeks however, she’s been indulging in that extra half hour of sleep Bill encouraged her to take advantage of.

“You can’t burn the candle at both ends and expect it to last long,” He’d said sagely, setting down a peppermint stick on the counter and sliding it over to her. Miranda had scoffed and adjusted her glasses but silently took the peppermint stick. He had a point. Always did.

Miranda practically skips up the steps to the school doors, slipping inside and hurrying off down the semi crowded hallways towards the pristine classroom door neatly labeled 7S. Normally, she’s the first one in, standing near the door as some mock sentry, adjusting her glasses and crowing Pratt based propaganda.

Today, the only sentry is Pratt himself.

Miranda feels something wrong the minute she’s in front of him. His neutral resting face is usually something resembling smugness or casual disinterest. Today, he stands with arms crossed, glowering. Miranda grips the straps of her school bag tightly. “Good Morning Misther Pratt.” She says obediently, staring up at him. His glowering does not falter as he looks at her, does not break out into that fake, perfect smile he usually gives her. “Miss Piker.” He says simply. He generally only uses their names if they’re in trouble. Miranda gulps.

“Come inside. I fear we have some unfortunate news to discuss. Don’t we?” He says, stepping aside. The hair on the back of her arms stands to attention as she follows his instructions, trying desperately to think what she’s done wrong. She’s done plenty wrong, she knows that, but she’s been so careful. Her parents haven’t heard any news of her spending time outside of school, her grades haven’t slipped, she’s brushed her teeth twice after every night of sneaking sweets-

Every seat is full except for her usual spot in the middle of the front row. She steps towards her desk to set down her things but Pratt clicks his tongue. She knows his little quirks well and freezes in place. Slowly sets her backpack onto the floor. Slowly turns around as Pratt closes the door. He folds his hands behind his back and strolls over to the front of the room, tutting and shaking his head. “Miranda Mary Piker. Grade A student, top of the class… beating out Gabriel Carver for the final seat in class 7S by mere points. By all intents and purposes a picture perfect student. A winner.” He says, staring down at her. Miranda instinctively folds her hands obediently in front of her, now painfully aware of every wrinkle and stray hair in her appearance. 7S children are supposed to be pristine. Perfect. Pratt sniffs and reaches behind him to take up the infamous conductor's baton that rests on the chalkboard ledge. He looks out at the rest of the children, sitting obediently in their seats. His scowl turns to a smirk.

He slowly starts to tap a rhythm onto his palm with the baton.

“And yet… recent events have proven otherwise. I have reason to suspect you, Miss Piker, have been colluding with the enemy. With Turkentine.” He says and the accusation causes a gasp to ring out across the classroom. A flush starts to creep up Miranda’s neck. She opens her mouth to defend herself but is quickly silenced with a look, Pratt slapping the baton onto the desk with a quick ‘thwap’.

“Should anyone have come to me with this information, why, I would have found it preposterous,” He says, now turning to address the room, “Insanity! But I have seen, with my own eyes, Miranda Mary Piker at the sweet shop in town. Not only engaging with its owner and Turkentine but even eating candy.” He says, his emphasis on the last few words making it sound like a criminal offense. It might as well be one in Pratt's class.

“Miss Piker, you wouldn’t happen to remember what my first words were to you all as a class?”

Miranda didn’t cry. She never cried. But being humiliated in front of the class, stared at… She feels the back of her throat tightening up.

“Um. You are our god, our… Our leader and our savior.” She says slowly, trying to take a deep breath.

Pratt purses his lips and tilts his head, feigning confusion. “No, I don’t think that’s quite right. I believe I said… Messiah. I am your messiah. Can you say that, Miss Piker?”

Miranda’s face burns. “You… are our… Methhhiah.” She mumbles quietly. Her lisp turns the word into a jumble of ‘th’ and hard ‘s’ sounds. Pratt's face contorts into a wicked smile she’s used to seeing, but never aimed at her.

“What was that, child? Say it louder.”

“Mesthiah…”

“Louder.”

“Mesthhhiah.”

The room is silent except for her and Pratt, as she tries her best to look obediently up at him. Hold eye contact Miranda. Winners don’t cry.

Pratt sniffs disinterestedly and scans the classroom once again. The faces he sees must look sufficiently scared into submission because he turns to Miranda once again. “I must remind you child that in 7S, we are here to build winners. Winners are not born. Winning is achieved through hard, diligent work.” He says. He uses one finger to push his glasses up on his nose.

“Hands on the desk.”

The air feels like it’s sucked out of the room as every child gasps and holds their breath. Hands on the desk to receive a smack is standard punishment, especially in 7S. But not once, not ever, has it been Miranda.

“No- shir, please I can explain!” She tries but flinches as he snaps his head towards her, eyes glinting behind his frames.

“I won’t tell you again child. Hands. On. The desk.” He says. His voice is cold like steel and as Miranda approaches and tries not to shiver. She puts her hands on the desk, palms up. She wants to close her eyes and hide away from it all but she knows she’s to keep her eyes open and watch. So she does.

Pratt whips his conductors baton down onto her open palms, hard. Despite her best efforts, a whimper escapes her trembling lips even as she tries to calm herself. It stings like hell and will surely bruise she thinks to herself as he whips it down again. Then a third time. Tears sting her eyes but he pulls away and sets the baton back onto the chalkboards ledge. “To your seat, Piker. Let that be a reminder of what happens when you lose focus in 7S.” He says stiffly.

Miranda nods quickly, taking a shaky breath. “Yes shir. It won’t happen again.”

“Good. Now, everyone, let’s open our arithmetic books to page-“

Class passes by torturously slow. Half of the class looks at her with smug looks and the other half regards her with pity. Miranda can’t tell which she hates more. When the bell rings for lunch Miranda knows the first thing she should do is study like usual. Get cracking on her homework, forget these notions of rest, disregard her newly found routine of going out to have lunch.. Yet her feet carry her as fast as she can to the now familiar facade of Bill’s candy shop where she shoulders open the door and stares at the kindly gentleman behind the counter. He turns with that soft familiar smile that turns to a face of concern as soon as he sees Miranda's distress. “Hey now,” He says with such genuine softness it brings tears to Miranda’s eyes, “What’s going on?”

It takes a lot of deep breaths, soothing words and a peppermint stick to finally get Miranda to talk. As she does the tall girl slumps in on herself and mumbles, tucking her hands under her arms to hide evidence of her supposed failures, her usual confidence gone. When she’s done she looks up at Bill again, tears shining behind her thick glasses. He stands before her covering his mouth with one hand with a look of horror and pity.

The bell rings behind her. Miranda tenses at the sudden noise while Bill relaxes at the sight of whoevers walks in. “Mr. Turkentine.” He breathes and closes his open hand into a fist, pressing it against his mouth. Miranda jerks up and nearly chokes on her candy. “I have to go.” She says quickly, slipping off her stool. “I can’t let anyone from class see me here again! I’m already in trouble and if my parents found out, oh god-” She starts to ramble. Scrambling to gather her bag, she pauses when Bill clears his throat. “Miranda.” He says carefully.

“Show him what’s happened.” Miranda swallows and turns to face Turkentine who stands at the doorway, face screwed up with confusion at the conversation he has clearly missed. She takes a breath then holds out her hands, palm up to reveal the thin and tender line of bruising. David moves closer, dropping his bag and kneeling to meet her height.

“Christ. What did you do to get this?” He mutters.

“That’s from Mr. Pratt. He did that as punishment for talking to you.” Bill says. His usually gentle voice has an edge of hardness to it. The idea of anyone hitting a child is despicable, let alone hitting a child as punishment for talking to another person. Turkentine blinks twice at her hands. Then he looks up at Miranda in disbelief. “He did this, for talking to me?” He asks.

Miranda nods silently. He looks to Bill behind the counter.

Turkentine clenches his jaw before standing and snatching his bag back up. He turns on his heel and marches for the door. “Wait! Where are you going?” Miranda cries, running after him.

He pauses with his hand on the handle as he turns to look at her.

“I’m going to have a talk with Mr. Twat.”

#ww: class war #willy wonka and the chocolate factory #miranda mary piker #bill the candyman #mr turkentine

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ryanmurf1013 · 1 year

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Marvin and Miranda and future adaptations

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So I think it's pretty obvious that new adaptations of Roald Dahl's Charlie and The Chocolate Factory are going to keep coming for quite a while. It's easily one of, if not the most famous book Dahl has ever written and its two major film adaptations are classics in their own right. Hell, in the past ten years alone we've had a few new adaptations, from the West End musical, to it's admittedly inferior Broadway counterpart, an animated remake of the 71 film co-starring Tom and Jerry (eugh)eight, an upcoming prequel film staring Timothée Chalamet and an announced animated series (along with a Glass Elevator and Oompa Loompa origin series) directed by Taika Waititi (though admittedly we haven't heard anything about it in two years and considering Netflix's seeming distaste for animated series, who knows if that's still happening) and no doubt more on the way (especially if the prequel does well critically and financially).

Enter Miranda Mary Piker and Marvin Prune, two of the bratty children who found their way on the chopping block and wound up cut from the final book. Miranda is the school obsessed daughter of a Headmaster who hates fun and happiness that ends up getting sucked into a machine that makes "spotty powder", with the chapter showing her fate having been released to the public quite some time ago. Marvin on the other hand is a bit of an enigma, as all that's officially known about him is that he's a "a conceited boy" with an unknown fate (due to his chapter being lost), and the fate hes popular for (via Perry Plumb Faeries) being created by deviantart user SeismicInventions (link here: https://www.deviantart.com/seismicinventions/art/Marvin-Prune-and-the-Perry-Plum-Faeries-427902555 ) and further popularized by @danguy96 's take on CATCF. Both characters have grown to be quite popular, them now being the unofficial sixth and seventh kids on the tour of Wonka's Factory

Now why bring these two up in a talk about future official adaptations of the book?

Simple, I think it's quite inevitable that a future adaptation will include them in some capacity.

Theres a few reasons why I think this

Originality

It goes without saying that the more times something is adapted into another media, the more that has to be changed or added to make it stand out. Even most of the other adaptations that already exist do this. The 71 film makes several notable changes (whether it be because of what was available at the time, for advertising purposes, or to make the story jell better on screen). The 05 film tells a more truer to text story while also modernizing it (whether it be technical aspects or Violet and Mike's faults), and expanding on several aspects of Wonka himself. The 2013 Musical further modernized the characters faults as well as leaned more into the black comedy, being as true to the text as it was radically different. Even if it's not out, the 2023 Wonka film, rather than adapting the story, will serve as a prequel to it, and even the Tom and Jerry film (despite being the most derivative of a previous adaptation) still scores points of originality by being the first animated version of this story while also being a crossover. The franchise has been trying new stuff with the original story since the beginning is what I'm saying, and as time goes on, Studio's will realize that in order for their version to stand out from the rest, more radical changes must be made. Thus I think it's likely that the most logical change would be to add another kid to the tour. And while some could argue that these filmmakers will just invent entirely new kids with their own vices for their versions of this story, I find it far more likely that they'll use children deleted from the book, especially the ones already popular, which brings me to my next point...

2. Miranda and Marvin's popularity within the Fandom

Like I said before, these two are pretty much already the 6th and 7th kids from the Fandoms perspective, so I think it's probable that in the near future they'll be officially in the story again. For God sakes, both of them have (admittedly small) character entries in the CATCH character page, and I'm not saying the adaptation specific page (where Miranda alone sat for quite a while), I'm talking within the bratty children page itself, which tells me they're popular enough for potential movie producers or scrip writers to notice. Miranda was known to the public for around a decade and both she and Marvin "exploded" in popularity (relative I know) in the mid 2010's when Danguy96 decided to use them in his rewrite of the story (that sadly seems to be discontinued) especially with the art drawn by @jamesandtheblog . With that causing the two to grow to become the unofficial kids number 6 and 7, making them the official 6th and 7th kids could be an easy way to please fans and make them want to see a new version and intrigued people who don't know about them.

3. Just how much we know about then

Admittedly, this applies more to Miranda than Marvin, since of the two he's less likely to appear than her considering that most of what we know him as is fanmade, which could complicate the matter of including him. Miranda, on the other hand, has far more known about her that comes from Dahl's pen itself, and I not only think it's likely, but inevitable that she'll appear in some CATCH media in the future (at the very least a simple name drop though I think it's more likely she'll be an added tour kid). We have the chapter containing her fate, we've known about her for a while, and her hate fun love order schick could be easily be twisted around to fit the current times of any adaptation. Marvin, while less details about him from Dahl are known, is still rather likely to be included due to the nature of his vice. While I think it's likely any future movie producer will be able to track down SeismicInventions and ask/pay for the rights to use his idea for his fate (assuming they just don't take the idea without asking, which is sadly very likely), but even if they don't take that interpretation, the vice of being conceited is such an easy vice that can be twisted to suit their needs.

Overall, unless the Dahl estate forbids producers from bringing previously deleted characters into their adaptations, then I think it's not only likely, but probable that Marvin Prune and especially Miranda Mary Pikey will be appearing in a future attempt at adapting Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

#charlie and the chocolate factory #Cataf #Miranda mary piker #marvin prune #willy wonka #catcf 2005 #catcf musical #wonka 2023 #willy wonka and the chocolate factory

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