Being a child of the Addams' was certainly an experience. Not one day could go by without some crazy incident, Wednesday solving a decades old mystery, or Pugsley being a general menace. But, the family was yours, and you wouldn't want it any other way.

One morning, you, Wednesday and Pugsley were sitting around, not really doing much to bother one another. You were doing you things, Wednesday was on her typewriter, and Pugsley was eating what looked like a bike tyre. Suddenly, Gomez burst through the door, looking rather excited.

Gomez: "Guess who won that boat in the auction!"

Wednesday: "How much did you overspend this time?"

Gomez: "Only a few..."

Wednesday: "Thousand?"

Gomez: "...yeah... But! You all better start packing, because the oceans awaits!"

Pugsley: "Aw, cool! I wonder what fun sea bugs we can find! I've been feeling rather peckish lately."

Wednesday: "Pugsley. We're trying to get you out of that habit. Eugene won't stop coming to me telling me how nervous he is whenever you're around his insects. I don't like seeing him upset."

Gomez: "Really now? Do I sense the potential of love?"

Wednesday: "You overthink things too much, father. Besides, don't you remember what happened last time I let love blind me?"

Pugsley: "Eugene's a cool guy though!"

Wednesday: "I don't do cool. I do ice cold."

Gomez: "Very true, my little storm cloud."

And so, Gomez left, and Pugsley went right to packing. You and Wednesday did too, just after throwing Pugsley's half eaten tyre in the bin.

A few days later, you all had gotten on the large cruise ship, and were sailing across tue ocean with the boiling sun blessing your skin. You'd all separated to go do... whatever. Gomez and Morticia were resting under the sun on the main deck, Pugsley was trying to reach the water a hundred feet below him, Lurch was trying to stop him, Fester was egging him on, Grandmama was doing... something. You hadn't seen her the whole trip. And Wednesday and Thing were just standing on the top deck, watching the ocean waves pass them by.

So, what's your move...?