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Later that day, Gomez took Fester to the bookcase that held the secret passage. Gomez pulled on a book titled "Greed" and the passage opened up. "I feel like we're children again," Gomez said to his big brother with a grin. The two brothers made their way down the staircase and came across a room with multiple chain levers hanging from the ceiling. "Tag, you're it!" Gomez pulled on a chain and a trapdoor opened underneath them, the two slid down a spiral slide and landed on a dock. "Smell the air, Fester. Like a tomb," Gomez breathed fondly, however, Fester was lying on the ground recovering from what just happened.

Gomez hopped into a boat and turned excitedly towards Fester, "Tutti a bordo, fratello mio. The sea, your second home." Fester stood up and looked towards his younger brother before sarcastically saying, "Ship ahoy!" Gomez grabbed a pole and started rowing the boat down the stream. Gomez and Fester finally approached the family vault, the two climbed out and Gomez entered the combination. "Two to the right. Ten to the left. And then around to..." Gomez trailed off for Fester to continue, "Uh... five?" Gomez shook his head, "Eleven. Two, ten, eleven. Eyes, fingers, toes. So many years."

Gomez opened the door and stepped inside before looking back at his brother, "Welcome back." Fester sheepishly smiled, "Thanks." The room was filled with old furniture that was covered in cobwebs. "Our secret place. Sanctus Sanctorum. If these walls could speak, eh, old man?" Gomez said to his brother, a nostalgic smirk on his face. "What, uh, what would they say?" Fester questioned him. "You tell me," Gomez chuckled. "You first," Fester laughed back. "Uh-uh. Senior partner," Gomez replied. "Junior spaceman," Fester guessed. "First a brandy. Do the honors," Gomez said after a pause, "I've got a real treat in store."

Gomez walked over to a chest while Fester walked over to the alcohol. Gomez dug through old tapes while Fester poured them some drinks. As soon as he took the cork off of the bottle, the room turned leaving Fester face to face with a bunch of gold. As soon as he reached out to touch the gold, the room turned back around. Once it did, Gomez turned around and held up a tape. "Showtime!" Gomez announced happily. The two brothers were watching tapes from their childhood when they caused all kinds of mischief together.

They were dressed as sharks to scare people in a boat and then they held a case of dynamite to blow stuff up. After that, it showed Gomez and Fester as young adults in suits approaching two women who were clearly twins. "There. The Debutante Ball. Remember that fateful night?" Gomez asked his brother. "Of course, your first cigar..." Fester guessed uncertainly. "What?" Gomez questioned confused before saying, "Come on, old man. I've smoked since I was five, Mother insisted." Fester quickly recognised the girls on the tape and pointed them out, "Flora and Fauna. Quite the pair, eh, Gomez?"

"Can you ever forgive me?" Gomez asked him with a frown. "What?" Fester questioned with a creased brow of confusion. "I didn't love them yet I wiped them both out of foolish pride. You were so dashing, you could have any woman you wanted, dead or alive. I was jealous ─ insanely jealous. I admit that now. But I didn't mean to drive you off. Not to the Bermuda Triangle," Gomez insisted and pleaded with hopeful eyes. "Water under the bridge. Forgiven. Forgotten," Fester replied to his brother. Gomez smiled and hugged Fester before putting him in a chokehold.

"Come on, say it. Say the secret password," Gomez told his brother who tried to escape the tightening hold. "Password? I..." Fester choked, his hands holding Gomez's arms. "Come on, stop fooling, you remember," Gomez encouraged. "Please, I'm choking. Please!" Fester pleaded and Gomez released him, a confused frown upon his face. "You forgot out secret password, the word we used a hundred times a day, our special private name for each other?" Gomez questioned his older brother incredulously. "That was a long time ago when we were children!" Fester snapped with a growl, "You almost killed me, you demented freak!" Gomez sighed, "Poor devil, what did they do to you in the Bermuda Triangle?"

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In the meantime, upstairs in the Addams family home, Lillith had decided to take a nap in her room due to feeling tired. She hadn't had much sleep due to being up most of the night in the graveyard talking to Wednesday about random things and sharing small memories together, it had been a peaceful time that she never experienced before but hoped she would again. It felt nice to just talk to someone who understood what she was saying. She tossed and turned in her bed as her mind woke with images that she hadn't been expecting nor had she been upset about having.

Lillith stood against the willow tree in the graveyard, Wednesday stood before her however, the look in his eyes were different to the night before. They were darker, lustful and almost manic as he prowled towards her like a predator. She whimpered quietly when he moved quickly, pushing her arms up above her head before holding them both in place with one of his hands. "You, cara mia, are the most beautiful star in my night sky," Wednesday purred as he used his free hand to grip her hip, stepping impossibly closer as he leaned down allowing their noses to brush together. "And you are mine," Wednesday growled before he slammed his lips on her own.

Lillith sat up quickly, she ran her fingers through her hair and ripped the blankets from her warm body. She couldn't believe she just had such a dream about a boy she only met yesterday, despite the obvious fact that she was attracted to him, they were still getting to know each other. She shook off the dream and got out of bed, brushing down her clothes and hair before heading out of her room. She wasn't sure where everyone else was but she figured they wouldn't be upset about her wondering the halls until she found someone. After all, she did enjoy the comfort the home gave her.

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"Do you think that's really uncle Fester?" Pugsley asked Wednesday, his voice echoed in the room allowing Lillith to hear and find her way towards them. Wednesday was standing by an electric chair, tinkering with the wires as the brunette walked into the room and leaned against the wall. "Father says so but I think Mother isn't sure," Wednesday replied as he noticed Lillith's presence, he looked up at her and smiled slightly before turning away. "What are you two doing?" Lillith asked them. "I'm playing with my guillotine. Come and see," Pugsley got up and grabbed her hand, he pulled her over to his homemade guillotine and she watched as he used it to cut a dolls head off.

"Nicely built," Lillith complimented the boy who beamed at her words. However, a tinge of jealousy burned through Wednesday as he watched Lillith and Pugsley took, the girl laughing at something the younger boy said. "Pugsley, sit in the chair," Wednesday commanded his brother suddenly causing Lillith and Pugsley to turn to him, the manic look in his eyes was clear to see. "Why?" Pugsley asked his older brother. "So we can play a game," Wednesday replied in a dark tone. Pugsley stood up and walked over to the chair, he sat down and Wednesday began to strap him in. "What game?" Pugsley asked. "It's called... 'Is there a God?'," Wednesday responded with a sadistic smirk.

"But if he's not Uncle Fester, then who is he?" Puglsey asked with a curious look, Lillith looked up with a slight frown as she wasn't sure what to say that would tear that suspicion away. "Somebody else," Wednesday replied before turning his head to Lillith, "Lillith, can you pull the lever to warm up the chair?" Lillith raised her brows at that before looking to the right where the levers sat, she swallowed slowly as she looked at the three levers unsure of which one to pull down. "Uh, which lever do I pull exactly? I've never electrocuted someone before," Lillith replied to Wednesday, chewing the inside of her cheek.

Wednesday smirked to himself before standing to his full height, he walked up behind Lillith who stood before the levers. Wednesday's chest pressed against her back, she gasped lightly from the sudden contact causing the dream she had earlier that day to flash through her mind. Wednesday grasped her right hand in his before placing it on the correct lever, his hand resting over hers as they both pulled the lever down together. "It has to warm up," Wednesday said, his heart was steady but his stomach was burning like a pleasurable flame. "Why?" Puglsey asked his older brother. "So it can kill you," Wednesday answered his little brother casually.

"Uh, kill him?" Lillith questioned, while killing someone wasn't necessarily a negative thing in her mind ─ which is concerning and not exactly sane ─ killing family who hasn't wronged you wasn't something Lillith was a fan of. Before Wednesday could reply to the brunette, Morticia had walked up the stairs and caught their attention. "Children, what are you doing?" Morticia questioned them. "We're going to electrocute him," Wednesday answered his mother, he took notice of the smile on her face as she looked at Wednesday and Lillith who still stood close to one another.

"But we're late for the Charity Auction," Morticia informed her children. "But Mother... it's Lillith's first time electrocuting someone," Wednesday whined, his hand slipped to Lillith's waist before sliding around her body and pulling her flush against him. The action had caused a shiver down Lillith's spine, she unconsciously leaned her head back against his chest and bit down on her bottom lip. "I said no," Morticia said firmly. "Please," Puglsey pleaded with hopeful eyes. "Oh, alright," Morticia gave in with a fond smile on her face.

Wednesday placed his free hand back on Lillith's hand, together they pulled the lever down sending a wave of electricity from the wires into the chair shocking Pugsley. Lillith watched in intrigued for a moment before turning her head to look up at Wednesday, the teenager had a smile on his face as he watched his little brother. Feeling eyes on him, Wednesday tilted his head to make eye contact with Lillith, "What is it?" Lillith smiled softly, "It's nothing... I just, uh... You're smiling and uh, you should smile more." She turned her head away from Wednesday but the boy kept his gaze on her, if she stayed in his life, perhaps he would have reason to smile more often.

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Rosemary Speaks. . .

Lillith's dreaming of Wednesday now, very interesting, huh?

Wednesday is falling for her, how cute!

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