The Addams Family Tenants

Chapter One: Running into Mr. Addams.

The Addams Family Tenants.

Summary: What happens when the Addams family decides to take in a few extra tenants around the Manor? Can the macabre family handle a handful of rowdy, angsty college students?... Of course! They're The Addams Family! However, can an odd, rag-tag, strung together, group of college students handle the dark, the odd, the macabre humorous go on's of the Addams family household? We'll see.

Chapter One: A run in to Mr. Addams.

Gomez Addams was sitting in his library looking out the window over the family cemetery one early August morning. He'd found himself for lack of a better word... Bored.

Gomez Addams did not fancy himself being bored. He was a man of ambition, adventure, of doing new and exciting things. There was never to be a boring moment at the Addams's estate. It was simply unheard of.

His dear beloved Morticia was not back yet from her trip to visit her sister Ophelia, who'd fallen a trifle sick with the black plague. She was to return within the week and oh how this ached the old romantic's heart. He would shower her with his love and embrace upon her return. He would take her in mind, body and spirit- Not necessarily in that order mind you.

Grandmama of course was nowhere to be found. She'd only be found, when she wanted to be.

Gomez's brother Fester was out and about on another one of his exploits; adventuring to a haunted lake up north toward Michigan. Apparently there was to be some sort of mischief going on about driving people from their homes, and he fancied he'd go and have a look.

Oh Gomez certainly wanted to go along, but he couldn't bear the idea of leaving his dear sweet children home alone, even with Lurch and Thing there to keep watch after them. What kind of father would he be? He certainly couldn't bring them along on this likely dangerous and dark journey to the unknown... They had school.

Which in turn left Gomez to himself in his study; counting the days till his cara mia comes home. Counting the hours till his children come running into his arms. Counting the minutes until he lit his next cigar. Which in turn of course he decided to have at now as there was nothing else to do.

As thing ran up the length of Gomez's arm to light the end of of his brown rolled stobie, Gomez peered out the window at some young joggers passing by. This gave Gomez an idea.

"Yes... A stroll would be nice. A run even better! Haha! Wednesday and Pugsley won't be home for another 4 hours, plenty of time to have a gander at the town." He said to thing as he puffed on his cigar. He leapt up from his chair and ran to the shelf with a bronze statue bust of Vlad the Impaler's head ironically enough, and gave a turn to its nose. The hidden door in the wall swung inward and Gomez took a running down the narrow hallway toward an entrance into the Laundry room.

"Yeowza!" he yelped as his hasty dash had taken a very abrupt and painful stop. He'd stepped into a bear trap, left behind no doubt by his brother Fester.

As he pulled it off his ankle, he took a closer look at the steel toothed trap. Nope, this was one of Pugsley's machinations. He couldn't help but smile at the wit of his young boy.

Gomez stepped into the Laundry room, pulling himself out from a trap door hidden behind the hamper basket and began looking around at the different cupboards about, to find something suitable for his run.

"No. No. Nope. Certainly not" he says to himself as he pulls and tosses several shirts, a cape and a dress behind him. He then pulls out a ruffled white shirt and a pair of khaki pantaloons.

"Yes... Yes, this ought to do nicely. Comfy... bit worn, but all the sa-" he began to himself as he felt a tug on the back of his robe. He turned to see Thing perched on the washing machine with a striped black and white tank top, and pair of red running shorts. Gomez looked at the articles and then back to that which was in his hands.