Chapter 17: The Addams Family

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"There she is. Oh, how we missed those accusing eyes and youthful sneer." Gomez said. Her hands were kept at her sides, and was reluctantly pulled into a hug. "How's my little rain cloud?" Asked Morticia, "I thought Thing was filling you in on my every move. I found your subterfuge almost immediately after I got here." Wednesday replied, "So how is the little fella? Does he still have all his fingers?" Asked Gomez, "Relax. I haven't snapped any of his digits. Yet." Wednesday reassured them. "Since you've abandoned me here, I've been hunted, haunted...and the target of an attempted murder." Wednesday filled them in, "ah Nevermore, I love you so." Gomez said happily. Wednesday smiled a little bit at her father.


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