Ｒｅｃｏｒｄ Ｏｆ Ｙｏｕｔｈ

Happy Death Day (Original Draft)

Warnings: Macabre humor (?), Attempt at dark humor but subtle, Unbeta'd

(The original plan was for an Addam's family one shot, but then I realized I was horrible at writing dark humor, so I changed it. This is the closest I got to writing the Addam family's humor. Some scenes are directly taken from the Addams Family and Addams Family Values script just to add some things. Especially between the parent's relationship. I'm not exactly sure how to write that without help.)

"Look at him," he lovingly gazes, his voice soft and subtle. "I would die for him. I would kill for him. Either way- what bliss."

His dearest opens his eyes a mere second later.

"Unhappy, darling?" he asks.

"Oh yes. Yes completely," he replies passionately.

Daeyeol takes Sungyun in his arms as he languidly drapes himself across his chest, he is caught in a sudden shaft of sunlight. He squints and hisses.

"Daeyeol. The sun. Il me perce comme un poignard."

"Yun... That was French!" Daeyeol was wildly aroused by the shift of language.

"Oui."

He kisses his way up to his neck. Then, suddenly bursting with enthusiasm, leaps from the bed, drawing the saber on his beside from its sheath and brandishing it at the offending beam.

"En garde monsieur sole!" He thrusts and parries, pantomiming a duel with the shaft of light.

"Thank you, my dear," Sungyun praises. "Let's head downstairs for breakfast with the children, shall we?"

ℜ𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥

The echo of a knock resonates throughout the mansion. A teenager opens the door but there wasn't anybody there. He looks left and right but no sign of anybody. He shrugs it off until there was a body hanging off his shoulders.

"What's up Jangjun," the voice beamed.

"Oh, Youngtaek. Come in," Jangjun invites him in dryly. "What are you doing here early? Bomin's birthday doesn't start until tonight."

"I know but I wanted to hang out with you and Seungmin."

"We're going to the attic after breakfast to play around with the torture devices papa and mama have in store. Do you want to join us?"

"Of course! Have you tried water torture yet? My older sister use to do that with me when I was a child. It was fun."

"No, but...it sounds Interesting. We should try it."

ℜ𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥

"Jaehyun, Donghyun, Joochan," Sungyun calls. "It's time for breakfast."

"Morning mama," Donghyun, the middle triplet, greets. He stumbles out of bed and hugs his mother.

"Mama can go back downstairs. I'll wake Joochan and Jaehyun up," Donghyun says.

"Thank you, baby, but please, don't use Ivy to wake them, okay?"

"But they're difficult to wake up without Ivy," the boy pouts.

"I said no," Sungyun maintains his stance. "Now, wake them up while I greet Bomin. He's probably in the kitchen right now. Don't forget to tell him Happy Birthday."

"Okay, mama."

And with that, Sungyun leaves, leaving the 10-year-old to wake his brothers. Since he can't use Ivy, he might as well do the next best thing he could think of at the moment; dose them in cold water. So, he makes his way to the closet where he finds his stash of dry ice and uses tongs to hold them. Starting from Joochan, he lifts the blanket off and puts the ice on his chest. A scream follows causing Jaehyun on the other side of the room to momentarily wake up.