Normanmeyer residence...
"Who... rang... the doorbell?" asked the redhead housewife, seeing their new neighbours ringing repetitivebly the doorbell "They will not enter in our house, wheater they want it or not!"
"Oh come on, mom" said N.J "They are really nice people, when I went to their mansion, they reacted well"
"Ni... nice people?!" said Norman "They maybe are people, but they act like... like... monsters! And they will certainly not going to enter" looked at the window, and thought that they had got enough of ringing the doorbell.
"Well, I think that the neighbours didn't heard us ringing the doorbell" said a castilian-accented voice, that came from Gomez.
"Finally, we can plan the welcoming party as plan..." the underwear salesman looked again at the window and saw his neighbours knocking at the door, in same way they did to the doorbell "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!" waited some seconds, and faked a happy disposition when opened the door "Hi, you must be the new neighbours" shook hands with the patriarch.
"Thanks neighbour, you're actually the first neighbouring family who is nice, unlike the former neighbours we had" said Gomez, not noticing his new neighbour's fake happy mood "May we enter to have a proper meeting?"
"O... o... of course, neighbour" said the redhead, trying to hide his frustation of meeting their strange new neighbours "Mi casa es vuestra casa"
All the Addams entered, to the horror of the new inhabitants, who tried to give a good first impression... at least.
"So... we heard that you have a bad reputation here, in Happydale Heights" said Normina, with a fake grin on her face.
"Yes, but we don't mind having a terrible reputation here" said Morticia, smiling neutraly "Some of the former neighbours hated us, because of some little incidents"
"Incidents?" the new neighbours said, looking at each other, seeing that the real estate agent was right about the reason that the family made some former inhabitants of the town had left.
"We never wanted to make the neighbours leave after 3 years or 2 and a half months, but they mistook our good deeds as bad and... well, you know the rest" said Gomez, revealing the reasons why "First were the Jonsons, of course they were good people, but they didn't liked us very much, and after that were neighbours of that same category, but with diferent tempers"
"No wonder why" muttered the redhaired patriarch under his breath "They could be stressed of being your neighbours"
"Actually, all of them were... well... going to sign some divorce papers, leaving them with other people" said the eccentric billionaire, remembering all of the conflicts of the family's former neighbours "But of the rest, it well all fine, since Happydale is one of the most happy places in the world" looked at every part of the house.
Then Wednesday and Pugsley walked to N.J, to explain to him that their family wasn't feeling confortable with the beige ambient in his house.
"You're not big fans of beige, right?" asked the tween redhead, who saw his question quickly answered.
"No" answered Wednesday, glancing to the side "We never liked bright colors"
"And it makes us sick" agreed Pugsley.
N.J thought on a different way to try to convince his parents to have a different opinion of the neighbours, until...
Two seconds later...
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