The Dark, Dreadful Chronicles of Wednesday Addams

Missing

One week after Pugsley killed the witch who changed his sister's personality.

Wednesday was just finishing writing one her stories in the school library.

The story was about a hideous, suicidal subhuman who was abused and neglected by society. By the time he turned 15, he snapped and he ruthlessly killed every single asshole who fucked him over in life. The cops eventually found out about him and he choked them to death with his victims intestines.

When she finished writing her story, she got up and got out of her chair, some other students avoided her. Whispering "D.... Don't get too close to her.... She's a serial killer...." and "S..... She's a fucking psycho..."

If it was a normal person, they'd be upset to see so many people fearing them. But the goth wasn't exactly normal.

Instead of being sad, she enjoyed the peace and quiet she got from being feared.

As she was walking out of the library, the other students were backing away from her.

After spending another day inside the prison everyone called a school, Wednesday went home and decided to talk to her Uncle Fester, seeing his constant misery might've made her feel better about her torturous life.

She went inside the family mansion and went to Fester's room, it was completely empty, the room looked like it was hit by a tornado.

If it was anyone else, the emotionless goth would've been worried, but it was normal for the bald subhuman's room to look like that. She looked down to find her uncle's dead body on the floor next to a gun.

"It looks like he finally killed himself..... Good, I won't have to put up with his incessant crying and screaming anymore."
The goth thought as she kicked her uncle's bald head.

So Wednesday ended up walked out of the room and decided to go to her father's room. Just like Fester's room, it also looked like it got hit by a tornado.

"Ok.... This is getting weird"
The goth thought as she went out of her father's room.

She tried going to mother's room and it was the exact same thing as the other 2 rooms.

Just as she was about to give up and watch the Berserk anime. She heard knocking on the door. She went to the living room and opened the door.

As she opened the door, she saw the overly cheerful nuisance Enid and she slammed the door in her face. And the goth went to her room.

The blonde ended up repeatedly knocking on the door for a couple minutes and Wednesday growled as she went back to the living room to open the front door again.

- Wednesday -
I swear to God...... That nuisance is going to drive me insane.

When I opened the front door for a second time, i slightly annoyed look on my face as she told her
"...... We've been over this multiple times, I'm not having a sleep over with you, I'd rather hang myself."

"Oh come on. A sleepover wouldn't be that ba.... Wait, what happened to your house?"
She asked as she looked at the destroyed furniture in the mansion.

"I don't know.. I just got here today and the entire mansion was like this... It's probably not a big deal though. This is actually pretty normal for my family."
I explained to the nuisance.

She then went inside the mansion, picked up a broken lamp and started smelling it. I silently stared at her, not really caring why she was smelling the furniture.

After she smelled the lamp, she told me "A bunch of men broke into the mansion, and attempted to kidnap your family, your parents were fought back and those men nearly beat your parents to death, after that those guys torn up every single room execpt for one... And bald man shot himself in the head?...."

"......... That was my uncle Fester, he was clinically depressed because he was repulsive to women. The stress of having people break into his house must've been too much and he snapped. It's not really surpising he killed himself... If you met him, you wouldn't even blame him for taking his own life. It was that pathetic."
I explained.

Enid just stood there being speechless from how cold I was being towards Fester. All he did was scream and cry in his room all day, it was pathetic. There wasn't much to miss and I was never that close to him.

"Hurry up already...I don't have all day to look at you being over-emotional..."
I told the annoying mutt in front of me.

"Aren't you just a LITTLE sad?.... You just found out your uncle died and you don't.... Really seem to care....."
She asked being annoying as usual.

"All he's ever done with his life was bitch, whine and complain. He couldn't get over his pathetic problems, so he resorted to crying in his room all the time, rotting away until he was dead. He was pathetic.. He did the world a favor by ending it all."
I said as I explained my hatred of my uncle to her.

"Jesus Christ, Wednesday.... I knew you were cold but this is...... Just..... Wow....."