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Morticia and Gomez were sitting out in the graveyard underneath the moonlit sky. "Look at you. Midnight, moonlight, surrounded by death," Gomez praised as he admired his wife. "It's been too long," Morticia replied to him, the two leaned in to share a kiss but were immediately interrupted by voices coming from their home. "Do it!" Wednesday demanded. "Hold him still!" Pugsley replied, a gun fired and broke one of the windows. "You missed!" Wednesday scolded. Gomez and Morticia went to kiss again but stopped upon the added dialogue. "Here, catch!" Wednesday called out. "I don't want him!" Pugsley replied before another window broke.

"One house, three children, a future daughter-in-law... so many windows," Morticia commented with a frown. "My darling, it's you I'm worried about. The stress, all this squabbling," Gomez expressed in concern. "Oh, I'll be fine," Morticia reassured her husband, "I'm just like any modern woman trying to have it all. A loving husband, a family... it's just ─ I wish I had more time to seek out the dark forces and joun their hellish crusade. That's all." Gomez grasped her hands in his own, "You can, you shall, so it must be!" Morticia smiled lovingly before frowning, "But how?"

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The first nanny that showed up, Lillith knew instantly that she would not last. She was a woman with pigtails and multiple beaded necklaces hanging around her neck. She was sitting criss cross in a chair across from Wednesday, Pugsley and Lillith. Wednesday had pulled Lillith to sit in his lap, his arms around her waist to keep her close as he watched the nanny. "Children, as your new nanny, I know that we are all concerned about the environment," The nanny spoke, "So, this morning, let's discuss how to prevent forest fires." Wednesday raised a brow at her words before he pulled out a matchbox and lit one, "Prevent them?"

The second nanny, a plump woman with dark skin and glasses, had left Lillith annoyed with her whining and side comments about the inappropriate behaviour between Lillith and Wednesday. "Alright, children, I've had it up to here!" The nanny exclaimed holding her hand up high to prove her words, "Now you just answer one simple question. Where is the baby?" Wednesday smirked as he purposefully slipped his hands from Lillith's waist to her hips before saying, "Which part?" The woman had visibly flinched before storming out of the home claiming that the devil would take Lillith.

The third nanny had left Lillith greatly amused considering she sat in front of two eighteen year olds and a fifteen year old but still, the older woman had a puppet on one of her hands speaking with a high pitched voice, "Hello kiddies! I'm Polly the Puppet. What shall we do today? I know! Let's clean our rooms!" Lillith raised a brow before Wednesday bought out a puppet of his own that was a depiction of the devil. "Hello Poppy, I'll clean my room... in exchange for your immortal soul!" Wednesday said for the puppet before making its hands rub together evilly. The woman simply stared so Lillith focused her magic and chased the woman out of the home using a haunted porcelain doll.

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A loud knock on the door sounded through the house before Lurch opened it to reveal a woman with short blonde hair wearing a white dress. "Hi, Addams residence?" She asked before entering the home and looking around, "Ooh, it's old." She then turned to look at Lurch, looking him up and down before saying, "And big." Lurch hummed as Morticia made her way down the stairs of the home. "Lurch?" Morticia questioned having her the knock. "Hi!" The woman greeted as she moved forward, "Hi, I'm Debbie Jellinsky from the Agency." Morticia tilted her head, "The Agency? But they claimed no one else was available. They suggested a Doberman."

"Surprise!" Debbie cheered, "I've been out of town. Are you the Mom?" Morticia nodded her head, "I am Mrs Addams." Debbie grinned happily at the woman as she admired her before saying, "I love your dress! It's so tight." Morticia smiled at the compliment, "Thank you." The Addams Matriarch turned and saw that Gomez had entered the room. "Gomez, I believe we may have a new Nanny," Morticia expressed to her husband, "Ms Jellinsky." Debbie shook Gomez' hand, "Deb. Isn't he a lady killer?" Her questioned was directed at Morticia. "Acquitted," Gomez expressed. "I can show you all my references so you know I'm not a homicidal maniac," Debbie assured them.

"Of course you're not," Morticia replied to her. "You're too young," Gomez added. However, up on the stairs, Wednesday, Pugsley and Lillith were looking down at the adults below. Wednesday and Pugsley shared a look, both already planning to rid themselves of the new Nanny. Lillith sighed before she leaned into Wednesday, wrapping her arms around his waist. Wednesday looked down at his love, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close to him before gently kissing the top of her head. Up above them, Fester was also looking down at them except his eyes were focused on one particular person. "Debbie..." Fester whispered lovingly, giggling to himself.

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"Aw, is that the little critter?" Debbie asked as she gestured to the baby in Gomez' arms, they were introducing her to him. "Oh no, this is our baby," Morticia corrected. "He's adorable, he's perfect!" Debbie complimented before asking, "What's his name?" Morticia sighed, "It was agony. We went through all the books, all the usual baby names." Gomez agreed, "Lucifer." Morticia nodded, "Benito." Gomez looked at his wife, "Mao." Morticia smiled at him before turning to Debbie, "Then we came to our senses. Something simple, something a child could live with." Gomez smiled proudly as he announced, "Pubert."

"Pubert... I like it. It's filthy. May I?" Debbie asked as she held her hands out for Pubert. "Your dress, is it flammable?" Gomez asked in concern. "You've had your shots? Measles, mumps, rabies?" Morticia asked next. Debbie nodded and Gomez placed Pubert in her arms. "Oh, I just adore little babies! I just wanna grab 'em and squeeze 'em 'til there's no breath left in their tiny little bodies. Hello, Pubert. I love you," Debbie cooed while Morticia and Gomez watched with smiles on their faces. They already liked the woman but they had yet to introduce her to Wednesday and Pugsley.

In another room, Wednesday and Pugsley were holding blowtorches and were about to set a doll on fire. Lillith sat on the nearby armchair sideways, her legs hanging over the arms with a book in her hand focused on the words that Wednesday had written. The adults entered the room and the kids turned off their blowtorches turning their attention to them, Wednesday glared for a moment before moving closer to Lillith. "Children, this is Ms Jellinsky, our new Nanny. What do we say?" Morticia introduced and asked them. "Be afraid. Be very afraid," Wednesday said as he placed his hand on Lillith's knee.

"Look at you, all cooped up in this house with a new baby. That's not easy, is it?" Debbur asked the teenagers. "No," Pugsley replied to her. "Why, I bet sometimes you wish it was still just the three of you," Debbie asked further with a pout. "Or less," Wednesday added as he looked at Pugsley before tightening his grip on Lillith. "Oh, it must be hard with such strong blossoming love between the two of you," Debbie expressed towards Lillith and Wednesday, the former stared blankly at Debbie as the woman's face seemed so damn familiar to her but she couldn't pinpoint why it was.

"Well, don't you worry. Everything's gonna be just fine," Debbie assured the teenagers before turning to Morticia and Gomez, "I love them." Suddenly, Thing crawled on top of Debbie's shoulder and started bouncing, his intention was to scare the woman. "Thing, stop that!" Morticia scolded playfully. "He likes you," Gomez told the woman. Debbie was stunned for a moment but then she took one of Thing's fingers in her mouth and sucked on it. Thing shuttered before he fell off of her shoulder, she turned to the two parents as she spoke, "I'm good with my hands." Lillith cringed as she stood up from the armchair, taking Wednesday's hand and dragging him out with her.

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"Are you alright, ma précieuse?" Wednesday asked once they were back in their room, he watched as she placed the book down on the bedside table. "Lillith?" Wednesday asked further as he watched his lover kick off her shoes before removing her cardigan. "Something about that woman seems off... and familiar... I just can't work it out," Lillith expressed as she sat down on the bed, Wednesday smiled at the woman before he walked over and knelt down in front of her. "Whatever it is, I'm sure you'll remember and if she tries to hurt this family, we'll face her and win," Wednesday assured her, he cupped her cheeks in his hands, "Get through it together." Lillith sighed and nodded as she relaxed from his touch.

"I love you," Lillith whispered to Wednesday, he smirked hearing those words. "Say it again," Wednesday purred as he moved his hands from her face to her waist. "I. Love. You," Lillith said slowly and sweetly. In one quick movement, Lillith was laying back against the bed with Wednesday hovering over her and his lips against her own in a passionate manner. He pulled away and began kissing along her jaw and down her neck, "I love you." Wednesday pulled back and kiss her gently before pulling her to lay with him, reaching for the blankets and wrapping them in it. Lillith snuggled into Wednesday once he had pulled her on top of him, her head resting in the crook of his neck; both content.

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Meanwhile downstairs, Debbie walked with Morticia and Gomez back to the home's main foyer. "What a wonderful family," Debbie commented with a smile, "Although, there's one fella I haven't met yet." Debbie spotted Fester hiding behind the staircase watching fondly and anxiously. "Hi there, mister," Debbie waved flirtatiously but Fester ducked shyly out of sight. "Your nephew?" Debbie asked Morticia and Gomez. "My brother," Gomez replied with a smile. "No!" Debbie gasped shocked. "Fester, come out here," Morticia called out before turning back to Debbie as Fester showed himself, "He's very shy. Fester, this is Ms Jellinsky, our new Nanny."

"Hello Fester," Debbie greeted with a seductive smile causing Fester to respond in a series of stutters. "These Addams men, where do you find them?" Debbie asked Morticia. "It has to be damp," Morticia replied seriously. "I can't wait. I'll start first thing tomorrow!" Debbie announced to the two loving parents. Suddenly, Pubert fell into Gomez' arms from above stunning the adults who clearly weren't expecting it. "Why not tonight?" Gomez asked as he sighed. The woman agreed and Morticia showed her to one of the guest rooms. "Goodnight Debbie," Morticia said. "Goodnight," Debbie replied. "Scream if you need anything," Morticia finished off before leaving the woman to sleep.

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Debbie was laying in her bed watching a television show called "America's Most Disgusting Unsolved Crimes", her expression was of boredom as she ate some chips. "Tonight on 'America's Most Disgusting Unsolved Crimes', we investigate the case of Ursula, Carmen and Nadine," The main reporter spoke, pictures of three women appeared on the screen and they all looked like Debbie except with different hair. "Three very different women with one thing in common... Murder! And they're all the same woman, she is known by the police as a Black Widow. She mates and she kills." All around Debbie's room were magazines and articles about Fester Addams and his wealth.

"She investigates wealthy men, finding the richest, loneliest bachelors, gaining their trust and their love... and finally, she married them. Then, on the wedding night, she kills them. The deaths appear accidental, then after the funeral, she disappears, cash in hand but the money never lasts," The reporter spoke and proving his point, there was only a few bucks resting on the nightstand. "And the Black Widow is hungry again. Hungry for cash, hungry for love. Mistress of disguise, she has alluded the authorities for years. Who is she? And what seemingly innocent pose will she assume next?" The reporter announced, "All we can say is, bachelors aware."

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Rosemary Speaks. . .

Ngl, Debbie fit the Addams family so well. Like, if she opened up to them, she would've found people who genuinely cared for her.

Another chapter at 2am 'cause my sleep schedule is stuffed and I'm on work holidays.

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See you in the next chapter!