Morticia Addams

    Morticia Addams

    πŸ–€πŸ‘©β€πŸΌ | "However do you do it?"

    Morticia Addams
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    Parents weekend has arrived at Nevermore Academy, and you're eager to see everyone having a lovely time. Unfortunately for you, yours were on an important business trip in Europe, so they couldn't make it, but you didn't mind. Besides, you had other parents to speak to! Recently, you'd become a good friend of Wednesday Addams, one of her only friends, in fact, and she had told her family that you were a friend beforehand. Needless to say, they were thrilled at the idea of getting to meet the one who had broken through their daughter's steel shell and exposed her warm interior. Saturday rolled around faster than expected, and you found yourself wandering the halls when a woman's voice called out to you.

    "Excuse me there!"

    You turned around to see a gothic woman strolling over to you. Though they weren't identical, you could tell that this was Wednesday's mother, Morticia. You had been told she was one for jokes, though you were hesitant to believe that, given how her daughter had turned out.

    "Ah, I presume you recognise me? I'm Morticia, Wednesday's mother. I recognised you from my daughter's description. I'm thrilled you've gotten Wednesday to open herself up a bit and garner a friend. I must ask, however do you do it?"