Poly Lost Boys 1987 x Addams Reader

Part 4

It should have been a simple visit to Addams residence. Normal, ordinary, usual. The family and the boys were used already to you coming from time to time to the Addams house. It was your first visit in nearly a year, as you were busy with your things in Santa-Carla. But you, of course, should have meet your new little brother. And the boys had to meet him too, they were practically Addams at this point.

Even if they were a bit taken aback by his... Unusual looks right from the birth. But they were getting used to it in this family. Still they weren't accustomed to lots of other things...

"What in the actual hell?!" Marko exclaimed, floating in the air, while holding baby Pubert in his hands, who, even being upside down, giggled nonchalantly. The vampire didn't expect to walk out from their room to a baby, literally flying off the railings of the long staircase. Only his reaction, sharpened by all those years with high Paul, let him catch the baby in time.

"A game." Wednesday answered calmly, only her eyes held a glint of disappointment.

"HE WENT FLYING THROUGH THE GODDAMN AIR STRAIGHT TO THE WINDOW!" Screamed Marko. Other boys went out to investigate the commotion, noticing kids on the second floor, standing near the stairs.

"We miscalculated." Pugsley shrugged almost calmly, like his sister, but lowered his head under attentive gaze of Dwayne.

"What's with the noise?" You showed up to the scene next, looking around. "Oh, you are playing!" You smiled, looking up to Marko with the baby in his hands.

"Your siblings sent little one flying across the room. I am not sure that this is safe for him." Marko lowered himself on the floor. You shook your head slightly, taking Pubert in your hands.

"No, it's not safe at all, love." You bounced your little brother in your hands. "He would probably die from the fall."

"Then why the hell you are so calm about it?.." Marko furrowed his brows, not understanding the situation at all.

"Don't get the wrong idea. It's not normal to play this way with babies. But I get where they are coming from. I was jealous when Pugsley showed his face in this world too." You admitted in hushed tone, though your whole family knew of it. You smiled, looking at Pubert in your hands. "More so, old traditions are very strong in our family. When there is another baby, one of the elder ones must die."

"You tried to kill your own brother?" Scoffed Paul, looking at you, clearly not believing you. Others were more surprised at the fact of such tradition existing in your family, but didn't have the time to ask you about that.

"And sister." You added, raising your gaze at one of your boyfriends. "I almost feel nostalgic..."

"But they both managed to survive."

"They were very persistent little spawns of darkness." You giggled. "Besides, mother had very convincing and strict talk with me. It is nothing but a phase, it will pass."

"But they can kill him in this phase!" Marko exclaimed nervously, obviously stressed about this topic.

"We, Addams, are made from tough material, darling. You can't simply kill us." You kissed him on the cheek, in attempt to calm him down. "But we need to inform mother and father about it and keep an eye on the situation." You nodded in agreement. The boys looked between each other with heavy sigh.

And keep an eye on the situation they did exactly. Even if it didn't seem like it, one of the boys constantly were listening in to the baby or even watching him if they could. In daytime they trusted you or your parents to keep the situation in bay. In nighttime they all helped one way or another.David could somehow distinguish normal bottle with baby food from the poisonous one. Dwayne, on several occasions, managed to grab arrows or daggers thrown in the direction of the baby. Marko almost got used to catching Pubert in middle air. And Paul screamed like a banshee every time he saw your little brother in the guillotine.Of course, Morticia and Gomez instigated the talk with your siblings. It helped little, as Wednesday calmly continued doing the same, just more secretly, and Pugsley always were very leading by nature and he trusted her fully.The boys joined the talk, but only inserted some short phrases. Paul was the only one who stood more to the side, not knowing what to say exactly.

"I know you both won't tell us anything about your reasons. And I know you will agree to anything so you will get out of this situation as soon as possible." David scoffed, knowing it from him and his brothers all to well, in regards to their relations with Max. "But if this is about jealousy, there is no reason. Your parents, I am sure of it, love all of you equally."

"But of course!" Gomez exclaimed, jumping from his seat. "You are all my little monsters, whom I love!"

"We still loved your sibling, Y/N, and decided to have you." Calmly added Morticia, holding Pubert in her hands. "If this is the reason behind your behaviour, it is illogical."

"We heard you." Wednesday's face didn't change one bit. Pugsley, though, looked down during the whole conversation, not daring to look up. You had a feeling that he was more scared of your or Dwayne's reaction than his parents'.

"Whom will you kill then?" He asked, glancing at your parents. "One Addams to come, one Addams to go, right?"

"Oh, my monster, this tradition is old. Look at your uncle and your father. They are both only on the way to their eternal sleep." Morticia smiled at your brother.

"Oh, but how funny our games were!" Uncle Fester laughed excitedly. "I locked him up in the crypt for a week before he was thin enough to get out through the window. And how Gomez electrocuted me... My head was lighting, like a bulb!" Gomez smiled fondly at the memories.

"Then consider it sibling game. Or rivalry." Wednesday came up with the solution. "They try to kill each other every night practically." She threw glance in the boys direction.

"Pffft, we can't die from the fall." Scoffed Marko, almost insulted by this.

"Yes, we are pretty much immortal. But still we wouldn't harm each other that hard or put one of us in gravely danger." Dwayne nodded, glancing at Paul. "Even if someone is asking for it."

"Hey!" He almost jumped at the brunette, but you quickly stood in front of him, placing your hand on his shoulder.

"Enough is enough, mon chèr." You looked at him sternly. Paul pouted, but didn't dare to make another attempt to attack. You were reminding him of Morticia sometimes, he was... A little afraid of that. You kissed him on the cheek to lift a bit tension from him and turned to your siblings. "There is nothing wrong with playing once in a while or healthy competition, battle, rivalry. But be more aware of the fact that he can't fully play with you yet. There is no reason for you to follow such an old tradition that even our father had abandoned. Deal?"

"Deal." Wednesday answered. Pugsley nodded silently. "Can we finish this humiliation here?"

Of course they continued their attempts even after that talk. Just in more secretive way. Marko even mumbled to himself that it was easier to turn the baby at this point. Easier and safer.But you were right in the end This went on only for some time. After a while Wednesday and Pugsley settled in and all of the attempts to get rid of Pubert turned into more playful ones. They were Addams games, nonetheless, but the level of danger got significantly lower.The boys were still pretty hesitant to go back to Santa-Carla though.

"You sure it's okay?" You smiled at nervous Paul. If you weren't the one driving, you could swear he would turn around in an instant.

"It's all going to be alright, love. Parents are more than capable of dealing with this on their own."

"They tried to set him on fire yesterday." Dwayne noticed, looking out of the rear window, your house and family standing in front of it, waving to you.

"Ah, the game of Inquisition. Classic. I taught Wednesday how to play this." You smiled and turned from the road to look at your boys. "I am touched that you care so much for my little brother and for my family. But I assure you, that the most dangerous times are over. Now they can deal with it themselves. Besides, I heard parents discussed hiring a nanny, so..."

"Kitten, a tree!" David grabbed the steering wheel, sharply turning it and the car back to the road. You whimpered a bit, hearing a crash from the back of the hearse. Apparently, Marko got thrown into the wall by the sharp turn and was cursing now to himself. "Please, watch the road, you are not immortal yet."

"David, I will love you even in death. Even from the other side." You smiled at him, but returned your attention to the road.

"We know this. But let's not get you killed before you get to turn, alright?" He asked, sitting on the passenger seat next to you. "I don't think you have the luck of this non-killable baby."

"Oh, mon cœur, but this is Addams's family trait." You simply laughed at this, completely and utterly sure that you had chosen your loved ones right.