The Addamses aren't the only creepy and kooky family on the block. Meet the Creatures!
A family full of creation, madness and a passion for pain and misery. Especially for the eldest daughter y/n. Her joy of bringing life to the dead and the lethal...
Hello my lovely flowers & welcome to chapter 3. Look at our dark prince up there (UwU) Hope you enjoy ^^ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Third Person's P.O.V
"He was found in Miami, tangled in a tuna net. It was just last month during the hurricane Helga." Dr. Pinder-Schloss said, explaining to the two freak-show families and the Alfords how she came to bring back the one and only Fester Addams.
Everyone was gathered in the Addams family living room. Morticia and Gomez sitting in one of the three couches with Dr. Pinder-Schloss in the one across from them and the Alfords in the other. Wednesday surprisingly took a spot next to his parents with his hands folded in his lap and one leg crossed over the other, looking as stoic as ever. Pugsley was just outside the family room with Winnifred and Lucius playing hangman... literally.
The word was obviously 'redrum' but since poor Lucius was the one with a noose around his neck, Winnie was purposely calling out the wrong letters while Pugsley with a knife carved them into the hallway wall and pulled the rope.
"The sky, it was black like pitch. The waves, they were walls of doom. Can you imagine?" Dr. Pinder-Schloss continued her story as Fester stood stiffly in front of the fireplace, especially under a certain Creature's gaze. Y/n stood behind her parents, staring daggers into the older Addamses's skull. The man's sunken, dark eyes stared at anything but the h/c haired girl and he could almost be seen shifting uncomfortably under her piercing gaze.
Her instincts told her that something was up, and her instincts were never wrong. One fuck up. That's all it took for y/n to get... creative.~
Excitement coursed through her veins as she licked her black painted lips, madness shining bright in her eyes at thought of new creations added to her freak show menagerie. She could see her scalpels gleaming from her boots and a sadistic grin stretched onto her face.
Oh, if only y/n was in walking distance of her lab. The new arrivals would make perfect specimens, especially so-called Fester. Just look at him. Of all the things y/n could do.~
The pleasurable shiver that runs down her spine from her scalpels slicing through flesh. The blood that would stain her would-be gloved hands and lab coat from the removal and icing of valued organs. The placement of limbs to what her delightful mind desired. The creativity, the madness, the-- oop.
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Katharine, who was sitting in Sebastian's lap in the single chair next to the Alfords, stared at her eldest daughter with the famous Creature glare.
"Something interesting, dear?" She asked in a warning tone.
You may be wondering what crawled up the heterochromia's ass and died? The answer is a whole hell of a lot but nothing that had to do with y/n. The day y/n announced that she wished to be a scientist like her father, both parents couldn't have been more proud. But keep in mind that she still lives under their roof, which meant she still lives by their, mostly Katharine's, rules.
