After both Wednesday and me were old enough in her parents eyes. They registered us for school to socialize us. Pugsley was the only one excited by the idea of friends and bargained to join us. Three months and three schools so far, Wednesday hasn't taken a schedule to her liking.
First time the popular kids made fun of her black outfits. Wednesday's sarcasm didn't earn any favors either and they pulled a prank on her. I wasn't there but I'm told it was 'colorful' and I as her accomplice, helped her get revenge. We blew up their parents car without them in there, they were children afterall I told Wednesday. Wednesday got expelled since I didn't have any connection to the earlier incident and a 'good kid'.
Second time an english teacher called out Wednesday's writing. I was absent minded in class when I heard the screaming. That time I was completely innocent, not saying the teacher didn't deserve it. I'll never tell her, but Wednesday did everyone there a favor for the upcoming hamlet test.
Third time we had to avenge Pugsley from his 'friends'. They ate his lunch, I'm not sure if I should be glad I'm not the only one who can adapt to an Addams diet. I had the idea to put nails in Pugsley sandwich that day, astonishingly Wednesday agreed. Sadly the aftermath was subpar, the victim didn't bite hard enough.
Now I'm in the Addams car with Lurch as my chauffeur; picking up Wednesday from therapy. Lurch let out a huff and tilted his head for me to see a grown man running while crying, Wednesday's therapist. I heard the sound of a chuckle from Lurch, "here's your fifty bucks. Dammit, had high expectations for this one. He was strong for three appointments just to crumble at the forth."
Lurch suggested the bets starting from the first therapist, I'm starting to think he has a gambling addiction. After a couple of minutes,Wednesday came out. She entered the car with a slight upper curve on her lips. No doubt she was pleased with herself.
Wednesday waited until Lurch started to drive home, "curious you came Elliott, feeling guilty of throwing me to the wolves?"
"Not at all. It was part of the pact remember, you keep all the glory and this is a consequence of the fame."
"Then its envy."
Maybe it is, being subject to Wednesday's daily hobbies has taken an effect on my psyche. A therapist could figure out the damage perhaps even the physical damage as well.
"Oh before I forget, I brought you something. I let Pugsley test it, but I'm afraid he's not the target audience."
I handed her a box. The first thing she did was hold it close to her ear to hear for a tick, "it's not a bomb Wednesday, actually it might be an attack on the senses if anything."
She squinted her eyes doubting every word, "ah, fine I'll open it myself." Inside a couple of black cubes were placed. I grabbed one and chewed it, "taste it scaredy-cat."
Feeling challenged she threw four in her mouth, " hmm ashe? Smells of crematorium, tastes of recent use with a hint of sorrow from an unfulfilled life. Pugsley couldn't appreciate the craftsmanship of this gum how ever did you of all people manage to create it?"
"Glad you asked. I experimented with one of my mother's recipes for fertilizer, for reviving dead plants. This is the failure I created."
She took the box from my hands and kept it with her, "mother and me don't normally agree on things but she's right, your talents lie else where."
I frowned annoyed with her comments, "you said you'd help me find a solution. It's unbecoming of you to surrender to failure Wednesday, perhaps I've finally beaten you at something."
"You'll regret saying those words." Was all she said until we reached home.
For the next week she made me change the amount of ingredients used from the smallest amount of teaspoons. All the while strapping a shock collar to my neck, she convinced me it was how Fester got his power.
Speaking of the devil we received a surprise guest, uncle Fester himself. We ate breakfast after he surprised Pugsley while fishing, he was quite the catch said Pugsley. Not sure how Fester survived a grenade but the time I spent with him; I realized their was a method to his madness.
Me and Wednesday went to a seperate room with Fester that Gomez parted for whenever he wanted to sleepover unannounced. Wednesday wished to learn more techniques of a seasoned thief and I wanted to hear of his recent gigs, not that I miss the high or anything.
"So I went for France for my last adventure kidos. They have a couple collections of priceless books and paintings. The reason for it is that their national treasures, so naturally they wouldn't have a price. I thought they would be a fun prank plus a wonderful bonus pay."
He sat down on the only safe chair in the room, it was quite empty. One side had a mattress on a stone bed, the other an over the top electric chair. I can't tell if a guillotine or a good shock is the Addams favorite toy. The man eating Venus flytrap or 'man eater' has been my favorite, the sap is used in many recipes. They only secrete it after eating though.
Fester let out a breath of air, by the looks of it he looked defeated, "not a single alarm, hardly guarded. I feel empty, old, any inspiration left me." He let out a long sigh.
I thought for a moment of what to say to lift his move until Wednesday spoke, "how about the Hope Diamond? Superstition says its cursed to bring bad luck to its owners. A change in difficulty might be just what you need for your heists uncle Fester."
He jumped from his chair, electricity shooting from him in all directions. By pure luck none hit us, although Wednesday didn't care. An unsettling smile creeped up on her face seeing her uncle returning to his old self. Not sure why her smile freaked me out, now that I think about it, it's the first time I see her smile. Certainly thats why it freaks me out.
"Ahhhh, as expected from my protégé and sidekick. One conversation and I'm raring to go, tell Gomez and Morticia I won't be having dinner. Oh and tell dear Pugsley I'll get him a souvenir."
He started to pack what little things he brought, "wait why is she your protégé?"
"Oh trust me I've seen your potential, both of you. I know what am saying."
This little... after all the child labor I did for him, "well I'm off. You know Elliott, you have the manners of a normie but by golly I'm glad to see you fit in with the family. Wednesday you take after all the criminals I've met, you really have the best qualities of them. Goodluck on the novel, send me a free copy if you finish it before my next visit."
With that said he jumped off the window, I didn't check but I'm certain he survived. Without looking I could hear the smugness coming from Wednesday, "a sidekick huh? Seems your use to being second place."
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