"Four stories told of the messy winners/victims! What to happened to Creek? Perhaps it's time to tell."

Creek, a cute young Caucasian male with blonde hair and brown eyes, felt pretty lucky when he won the ticket. Heck, it was the final day before the contest ended anyway. When he received it he couldn't believe it. His family was not the richest, but they still had a roof over their heads. He lived with his parents and grandparents in the same European country that housed the great factory itself. Reading the ticket throughly, Creek was prepared to see the factory that lived next door. For the occasion, he wore the best attire he had in his closet: a blue dress sweater on top of his white dress shirt, black slacks, white dress socks, and black dress shoes.

Unlike the other winners, Creek took his time exploring every inch of Candyman's factory. He saw the many rooms it took for a the large factory to work with Candyman's products. Creek had to admit that if his grandpa was here, he would flip his lid with all the wonderful creations the owner had made as his grandpa was a huge fan of his candy and pastries. He wasn't like Austin, the foodie with a bottomless stomach, Vincent, the male with all the medals and awards, Valentino, the "self centered brat" according to his grandmother, or Michael, a TV obsessed male. Creek preferred to explore the factory rather than set off to a certain room and spend his once in a lifetime opportunity seeing this factory inside and out. But as he walked, he noticed shoe prints of chocolate, mud, and drops of slime and cream. Creek had wondered what the other winners had gotten themselves into from these tracks on the red carpet, until he realized it was 1:30. The lucky male quickly head to the main hall to unfortunately end the tour.

Upon Creek's arrival, he found the other winners...or should he say victims. Each of the winners seemed to become coated or covered in the contents Creek had seen on the carpet.

Austin had been coated chocolate from head to toe. His once grey sweater vest, white dress shirt, and silver tie now was covered in the gooey chocolate substance. His black slacks were now smeared in the substance as well. His black dress socks and slip on loafers were now coated in the brown molten dessert. Alvin's skin gained brown substance all over his hands, face, and hair. His entire formal attire was now at a contrast with a chocolate substance. Creek deduced that he tried the chocolate river in the Candy Wonderland room.

Vincent's blue suit was covered in the cream pies he took and slime along with it. His white dress shirt now sported stains as well from both substances. His once straightened red bow tie was now crooked and had bits of crust on itself. His blue trousers had a big stain from fifth pie that struck him, along with the blue slime. His white dress socks were also affected as they sported bits of crust as well. And his expensive brown loafers, now had been stepped in by the contents of slime along with pie crust and cream that had fallen on top or around them. Creek couldn't think about what had happened but he do did notice how the medalist looked like a blueberry pie.

Valentino was coated in cream, crust, and the two brown substances. His red dress shirt and skirt now had multiple stains of mud. His once white knee length dress socks were now brown from the mud. And his black Mary Jane heels were now both muddy and coated in the crust of what appeared to be chocolate cream pie. Of course, Valentino's skin also sported mud and cream from the experience as well. Creek thought the crossdresser had been to the garden room... or he wondered into some other room that had a greenhouse that grew pies, he wasn't to sure.

Michael's clean clothes were now a creamy creation. His tan dress vest and white dress shirt were coated in cream itself. His face and neck still had cream dripping off of his skin. His tan trousers had been creamed themselves and his nice black dress shoes now had white droplets of the cream from the incident. Creek didn't where or how he ended up like that considering that Michael would just gone to the TV room.

Creek mentally snickered at their unfortunate accidents, whatever they may have been, but he hid his true expression with a clear sign of shock on his face. They turned when they heard a door opening, revealing the man of the hour himself. Candyman appeared again with his white dress shirt, purple suit jacket, tan brown slacks, brown top hat, black dress shoes, and a violet bow tie. He gained a shock expression, followed by a disappointing shake of his head before observing each of the winners. Vincent and Valentino were practically glaring daggers -as they felt the most humiliated-, Austin was licking himself in an attempt to get the remaining chocolate of his attire and body, Michael tried to the same but kept making a mess with all the cream on his body, and Creek just gave a questioning look to the "victims" as he glanced at Candyman.

Then Candyman told all but Creek to head off with the tour being over, but asked Creek to see him personally. The crossdresser and medalist lifted their heads, with their stuck up and glory hog attitudes respectively, and proceeded to leave while trails of their remaining crust and mud fell off. The TV lover left after them, cream still dripping off his attire, before the foodie followed, still licking the chocolate off his attire. Creek willingly headed to meet the factory owner, but spared a glanced at the other messy males. He headed up to meet the owner, wondering why Candyman wanted to him.

As Creek entered the office, he noticed how Candyman had many blueprints for inventions, various recipes and techniques for candy making and pastries. Creek took a seat in the chair where Candyman asked him to sit, before taking a seat himself. The factory owner put his hands to his chin, almost in an inspecting manner... which sorta creeped out the last minute winner male. Creek almost asked a question about what this was about and just as was about to ask, Candyman exclaimed with a "Eureka!" This caused Creek to gain, for the second time in the factory and today, a puzzled expression on his face.

Candyman then explained what had he had in store. You see, Candyman was getting older so he made the contest to find a worthy successor. Someone who could follow the rules, focused, discipline, and knowing when to not be intruding in someone's personal business. The owner had also mentioned this was the same way he obtained the factory from the previous owner. Creek was gobsmacked at this reveal. He was now the proud owner of the world's most famous factory.

But first came his little "ceremony" of becoming the head of the industry. Candyman directed him to room that for said "ceremony." Creek entered happily, still relishing in the fact he now has a factory as he absentmindedly walked through the door with Candyman.

The moment he entered, Creek noticed a bunch of tubes but all were different. Two were clear tubes -one pointed above him and the other at an angle-, another coming out a machine, and one was weirdly connected to a tuba. As Creek observed each and wondered what they were for, Candyman secretly snuck over to four conveniently placed levers... and flipped them all one by one before taking off his hat, revealing his blond locks, placing it down somewhere safe, and rejoining Creek in the center. Both males waited for the action the levers had activated... and it happened.

The first tube to activate was the one above, releasing a fountain of thick chocolate onto the two males. Candyman took this with a smile, completely enjoying his gunging, while Creek had looked up so the lucky man got a face full of chocolate, the gunge coming unexpected. The gunging came to a stop after awhile -about 1 minute- and Creek saw his attire was drenched in chocolate... but he found out really quickly how this "ceremony" was about to get messy.

The angled tube splattered a fountain of what Creek had deduced as blue jelly in a liquid form. It smothered them both, Creek slightly enjoy this event while Candyman took it with a smile. The jelly hit near their necks, crooking Candyman's chocolate brown -and formerly purple- bow tie and mixing the chocolate along with it. The gunge had come to a stop for a minute and Creek wondered if that was it.

It was not as the tube connected to the machine started up and gave a splat of pie against Creek's face. Another shoot of pie hit Candyman, not in the face but his suit. More pies were unleashed at the two, each hitting against their attire while Creek laughed a little. He wasn't one to get messy but this experience was a once in a lifetime, getting messy with Mr. Candyman. The machine stopped too, not before getting two parting shots of pies at the two in the face.

Creek and Candyman wiped the cream off their eyes to see... only for the tuba "pipe" to erupt. The instrument gushed whipped cream from above them like a waterfall at the two. The white substance did not hit hard as their attire was completely gunged for the third time during the self proclaimed "ceremony," and it came to a stop after 2 minutes. Candyman still had his smile on, grabbing some of the cream before "accidentally" flinging it at Creek. The flung substance was the start of a small throwing of whipped cream.

By the time they had finished, Creek saw the factory owner's newly coated attire. Candyman had streaks of all four substances on his face and in his golden, curly locks. His purple suit jacket and white dress shirt has covered in cream -both whipped and pie-, chocolate, and jelly with some bits of crust littered all over his suit. Near his neck, crust, cream, and jelly had caused his violet bow tie to become crooked and the chocolate was dripping from his chin and neck. His tan slacks were stained as well with the whipped cream, pie cream, blue jelly, and chocolate. His shoes had been coated as well while also standing in the mixture. But even after all the gunging, he still kept a smile on his face.

Creek found a convenient place mirror and saw his appearance. His blue dress sweater had been covered in the four substances as well, the cream sticking the most. Chocolate and jelly was dripping from his golden hair and crust and cream littered down his neck and sweater. His slacks were now covered in pie stains and cream, with chocolate and jelly still running down them. His black dress shoes were both standing in a puddle of the mixture and filled them, getting his black dress socks gunged as well. While he wasn't on to get messy, Creek couldn't help but smear the contents together, laughing at this development.

After the "coating ceremony," Mr. Candyman did addressed Creek as the new head of the factory. Creek felt so joyous of this news, while also being in shock, but it was more excitement than shock. He cleaned himself to the best of his ability and told his family, who were also shocked. They immediately came over and were gobsmacked. Their son/grandson was now in charge of an entire factory. What happened next who knows...

End of Chocolate Tour series