ʙɪʀᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ
Where two untypical psychics find comfort and strength in one another whilst the world around them comes crashing down.
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝
It had been no surprise that the twins had been expelled from their normie school the moment they had excited the swimming pool. It had almost been as if the principle had the expulsion papers ready premeditating the moment they would be needed. Just like the twins had premeditated their actions. It had also been no surprise that there were still schools that Mortica and Gomez Addams could send their uncontrollable children to. And when they had been informed of the next school on the list of ones to attempt to flee from, Nyx was stopped from making her early escape plans. As it was finally that her mother had listened to her begs. The repetitive asking had finally paid off. As the twins had been signed up to attend the one school that often frequented the psychometric girls mind. Nevermore Academy was finally going to be graced with an Addams walking their hallways for the first time in 30 years. Only this time they had double the number, and two who were quite unlike the usual crop of Addams they experienced. After all neither twin was socially as loud as their father was.
Therefore, sat in the family hearse Nyx was not nearly as upset regarding the current events as her sister was. Not even listening to her parents off tune signing to every song playing was enough to dampen her mood. Nyx had prepared herself for the uncomfortable journey noise level with her noise reduction earplugs in. She gently pushed the right one in slightly further finding the seal incomplete and as the road noise dampened she found the stress her body was displaying lower slightly. Finding as much peace as she could get in the enclosed area, Nyx closed her eyes and rested her head backwards against the headpiece crossing her hands in her lap.
"Darling how long do you intend on giving us the cold shoulder?" Mortica Addam's charming voice would float across the hearse towards her eldest child. The only one actively giving their parents the cold shoulder following the decision to send the girls to another school rather than homeschooling, the option she had been hoping for.
"Lurch, please remind my parents that I'm no longer speaking to them." Wednesday directed at the family butler. Lurch had been someone who had been a part of the family for many years, enough that Nyx could not trace back a time where he was not involved with the family.
"I promise you, my little vipers, that you will both love Nevermore." Gomez responded to Wednesday but his words were enough to cause Nyx to open her eyes and make eye contact with the man, who could only produce a large proud smile to his youngest daughter.
"Why? Because it was the perfect school for you? I have no interest in following in your footsteps. Becoming captain of the fencing team, Queen of the Dark Prom, President of the Séance Society." Wednesday huffed as she spoke her arms folded more tense than usual as she gave a smoldering glare towards her mother. She chose a moment to pause before turning to Nyx hopeful that her sister would support her statement but knowing it was unlikely she would. After all, Wednesday had been suffering from hearing her twins hopeful dreams about going to the boarding school and finding the same love their parents did since they were small girls.
