After graduating Nevermore and putting rest to all your wild adventures with your morbid partner in crime...and just your partner, your relationship with Wednesday had lasted more than the Addams girl was ever expecting and you two ended up tying the knot on a thunderous stormy day under the grim moonlight inside of a haunted and abandoned cathedral.Your wedding looked almost exactly like a funeral service, just how Wednesday pictured it to be with you.

Wednesday had been laser-focused on her writing career throughout the years and though she swore when you were a teen that she'd be independent for the rest of her life, never get married and have children...it seemed the grim young lady had a change of heart when a new addition appeared in your home life.

A beautiful baby daughter.

Wednesday was stubborn till the end and claimed this child was only here to be her successor and conquer you and your wife's home and land once the two of you grow old. Yes, that was her excuse and argument for agreeing to raise a kid with you. However, of course, another argument came up just now between the two of you about...the name of your daughter.

"This child doesn't deserve some generic over-stereotyped common title. I advocate we give her something classic, powerful, a name that will make her future enemies tremble in utter terror." She avowed confidently in her classic monotone voice.

"Wednesday we don't have to over-think this," you say gently,

"You suggested the name Debby for her, I doubt you're even trying to think." She retorts back.

"I..Okay, that was just a place-holder name for the baby until we could figure something out.." you say in defense as you look into Wednesday's eyes,

"And I'm going to hold my place until we can come up with a name that is decent enough for this infant." The baby proceeds to coo in the Addams girl's arms, reaching out her little tiny baby hands for her mother.

"See, even the child's on my side," Wednesday says bluntly but with amusement in her tone.