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My heart is a haunted (haunted house)

My heart is a haunted (haunted house)

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˚₊𓆩༺🕷༻𓆪₊˚

𝔸𝕊 night descended upon the Addams mansion, Fester, laden with an armful of presents, made his way towards where Lilith stood in the arms of Wednesday, with Pugsley by their side on the grand steps. "A birthday party! What a treat! And to think I might have missed all this. What was I thinking?" Fester exclaimed, his eyes twinkling with delight as he surveyed the festive atmosphere.

Wednesday, ever dry in her humor, glanced at her uncle and deadpanned, "Physical pleasure."

Lilith chuckled softly, holding up a beautifully wrapped gift before turning to kiss Wednesday on the neck, a playful gesture that made Wednesday smirk.

Pugsley, always curious, piped up, "Uncle Fester, do you miss Debbie?"

Fester paused for a moment, reminiscing, "Well, sometimes, late at night. I remember how she used to turn to me and say, 'Jesus, Fester, go back to your room.'" He chuckled at the memory, his eyes crinkling with amusement.

Suddenly, a cheerful voice interrupted their conversation, "Whoo-hoo!" It was cousin IT and Margaret, accompanied by their child, entering the mansion.

"Are we late?" Margaret asked with a hint of concern.

Fester beamed at them, shaking his head warmly, "Not at all. We're just getting started."

Margaret introduced their new nanny with a smile, "I hope no one minds. We brought along a guest. This is our new nanny, Dementia."

As Dementia entered, she removed her hat, revealing her bald head with a serene smile. Lilith observed her with amusement and whispered to Wednesday, "Don't worry. This one is good for him."

Wednesday nodded subtly, a small smile playing on his lips, before he leaned over and kissed Lilith's cheek and neck.

Fester, his heart open to new connections, gazed at Dementia with adoration. "Dementia. What a beautiful name," he said warmly.

Dementia responded with a smile, "It means insanity."

Fester's smile widened, his eyes twinkling love and adoration. "My name's Fester. It means to rot."

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In the dimly lit lounge of the Addams mansion, the family gathered in their eclectic and somewhat macabre fashion. Gomez Addams, the patriarch, stood with a glass raised high, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

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