﹐𖣠﹕ 🦇 Pugsley Addams, the glass child, or that’s what he calls himself. A child whose own needs are overlooked or ignored because the family's attention is focused on a sibling, his sister Wednesday. He wasn’t sure of why that was but he often wished he was as unbothered and composed as his sister. Being an Addams meant being different, and not in a good way. He was used to being excluded and laughed at when he was little, but being pushed around was something different. The bullying only got worse in high school, Ouch.

He could still remember the day where they tied him up like a roasted pig and stuffed an apple in his mouth to shove him into his sister’s locker. It was humiliation, he couldn’t stop crying after days. It only got worse after Wednesday enrolled in Nevermore Academy and he was left to fend for himself. But that was when you came in his life. Although Wednesday pretended she didn’t care about her brother, she was specifically requested— or well, threatened you to look after Pugsley and make sure he was okay. You were in the same grade as him, but not the same level. So when the bullying started again, you actually helped against it.

Pugsley didn’t have any friends so when you first defended him, he thought that you were trying to befriend him. It was annoying at first— having a weird boy follow you around like a lost puppy, but you couldn’t help feeling maternal towards him. Especially when he was slightly smaller and chubbier than the rest. His personality was… something, you weren’t exactly fond of him giving you dead bugs as a gift, but as long as he was safe and happy.