When You're An Addams

You Need To Give A Hand

"Chadwick!" He startled, scrambling out of his seat to turn and find Grandmama scowling at him.

"Whatever I did I didnt!" He insisted quickly.

"So you didn't leave your backpack in the front hall again for me to trip over?"

"Okay, maybe I did." He said sheepishly, only to press on. "Only because you made cookies and I got excited, though!"

"Mhm. Well, next time be sure to put it away properly. I caught Bruno chewing on the straps." She warned, handing him the bag.

"Danke, Grandmama." He said with a warm smile, kissing her cheek before heading up the stairs. She shook her head with a smile.

"Silly boy. A house full of children, thats what I have!" She muttered as she went to go check on Fester in the rack.

Bren chuckled from where they sat atop the two-headed turtle in the main room, Wednesday reading with April nearby while Pugsley sat on the floor surrounded by seemingly thousands of tiny pieces of primarily wood cuts.

"What are you even making, Pugsley?" Bren questioned.

"April ordered a bookshelf nook off the internet, not realizing she would need to assemble it. Since it was giving her trouble, I offered to do it. It is actually impressively detailed. Should be fun." Pugsley informed happily, studying the instructions. "April?"

"Hm?" She hummed, obviously still lost in her book.

"Did they have a set for a close infected with the Black Death? I feel that would be a nice set to build."

"Don't know. Had that Arthurian inspired set suggested on social media." She answered absently, southern twang thicker since she was distracted. "Could build your own, though. Seen others do'n it online." He nodded, happily getting back to work at organizing the pieces in some configuration that made sense to him.

Chad plopped down next to Pugsley after carefully navigating around the organized piles upon his return. "Can I help? Looks neat."

"Sure. Careful, some of the pieces are delicate. I'll give you a portion of the instructions in a moment. Once I've finished confirming the needed build order."

"Aye aye, Captain!" Chad readily agreed, just glad to be included. Once he received his section of the instructions, he got to work, extra careful to follow each step properly.

After a while, Fin joined the group, Kitty following close behind to settle on the couch with him for a cuddle. "Gomez wants to have a fencing session after dinner, by the way." He warned after enjoying the companionable silence underscored by some record that had been put on. "I overheard him mention needing a bit of fun this evening. Seems to be the trigger phrase from what I can tell."

Bren sighed, flopping backward to drape themself dramatically over the turtle in a faux-swoon. "Is the man not content with having me have to nearly wrestle Alligators every morning?" They bemoaned pitifully. "April, you'll defend my poor self if he launches a sword at me, yes?"

"Sorry, hun, already booked for the evening." April mused heartlessly. "Wednesday and I are painting nails and watching Sleepy Hollow with face masks after dinner."

They sat up quickly, gasping. "And you didn't invite me?!"

"If we wanted beasts involved we would invite Kitty and Aristotle." Wednesday teased, earning a gasp from Bren.

"How rude!"

"Can I join? Dr. Everett said my cuticles were criminal, whatever that means, during our piano lesson. He said it was a nail thing so sounds like it'd fall in line with painting them."