My Finest Creation (Male! Wednesday Addams x Mad Scientist Reader)

Chapter 5: Breakfast

Hello my lovely flowers & welcome to chapter 5.
Anybody know where the 1991 Addams Family movie took place?
The newest movies took place in New Jersey, so we're going with that if no one knows.
Hope you enjoy ^^
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Third Person's P.O.V

"Home cooking! There's nothing like it in the world." Grandma Addams exclaimed, serving up... whatever the hell that is to everyone at breakfast.

"May I have the salt?" Wednesday asked towards Fester, who was seated next to him.

"What do we say?" Morticia cut in, seated across the two males with a crust of bread in her hands.

Wednesday rolled his eyes and mentally cursed his mother's superb parenting skills. He was a grown-ass man. Why was he still being reminded of manners?

"Now," Wednesday demanded, which made Fester quick to hand him the salt. What a polite young man we have.

Grandma Addams scooped whatever it was and placed it on Fester's plate. The bald man stared at the "meal" with a look of disgust.

"What is this?" He asked.

"Mama's spécialité de la maison." Morticia answered, immediately gaining the attention of her husband.

"Oh, Tish.~" Gomez kissed her hand. Katharine awed at their love with her exposed leg draped over Sebastian's lap as he redid some of her stitches... Again.

It was like the 6th time counting the first three last night. Our two fine not-so-gentlemen joined Katharine and Morticia in their slumber party, and things got rough. Very rough. So much so that they decided to do it three more times before breakfast.

"Start with the eyes." Grandma Addams told Fester before serving everyone else.

"Did you sleep well?" Morticia asked, smiling.

"Like the dead," Fester assured with a bullshit grin. Sure, the circumstances were completely different, but Wednesday wasn't the only one screaming last night.

"Really?" A familiar voice spoke, making both men freeze. Fester because this chick may perhaps scare him a bit and Wednesday because... Well, you know.~

The ravenette growled and glared at the h/c-haired female as she walked down the stairs into the kitchen with pink dusting his pale cheeks. Y/n smugly smirked at him in response before her e/c eyes shifted to Fester.

"Who would have thought the Bermuda Triangle could change a man so much? You seem like the type to be restless."

Fester silently gulped, suddenly feeling small under y/n's gaze.

"Indeed, you used to toss and turn all night. We had to chain you to the bedpost." Gomez chimed in, amused.

"Doesn't make sense," Wednesday said, drawing y/n's attention towards him, much to Fester's relief as Lurch placed a pitcher on the table with a groan. 

"The Bermuda Triangle is a very strange and mysterious place. You'd be surprised at all the things you don't know." Fester grinned before the sudden hiss of a fire in the kitchen startled him. 

"He certainly would. Wednesday adores the Bermuda Triangle. He studies it. Death at sea-- He's hooked." Morticia said.

"Ask me anything." Wednesday challenged Fester. The two stared at each other before the bald man quickly directed his attention over to Gomez.

"Being in my old room sure brings back memories. Remember Camp Custer?"

"For preteen offenders." Gomez replied.

"And the place where I created the most beautiful woman in the world," Sebastian said, softly smirking and kissing Katharine's cheek. The reanimated woman giggled, placing an affectionate hand on his cheek while she nuzzled into his other one.

"Oh, Doctor.~" She purred.

"Kitten.~"

The two leaned in for a kiss before Katharine yelped in surprise when the thread mending her stitches suddenly pulled tight. Sebastian teasingly chuckled, cutting the excess line with his teeth as Katharine pouted angrily at him. If there's one thing this woman hated about her husband, it would be when he teased her. Huffing, Katharine grabbed Sebastian by the collar of his lab coat and pulled him into a heated kiss. Their tongues immediately fought for dominance as their hands felt each other up. Katharine then lays on the table with Sebastian in between her legs. But before they could go any further, the sound of someone clearing their throat caught their attention.

The two of them looked to see y/n staring at them unamused. The e/c eyed female then gestured to everyone else at the table who stared as well. Grandma had a naughty smile on her face, Gomez and Morticia watched adoringly, Wednesday had no fucks to give, and Fester stared wide-eyed at their shamelessness. The two head Creatures straightened themselves up, apologizing for their unsightly behavior, but we know damn well they're not sorry. Those fake-ass smiles said it all.

Fester blinked at the strange couple, still in shock, before shaking his head and turning back towards Gomez.

"Aren't memories precious? Today I'd like to wander through the house... remembering." He said, cutting into his food.