This is my first Addams' Family fan fiction, so be easy on me please! I was watching the movie last night, and I had these little plots running through my mind J Lol! And if they're out of character, I apologize! Don't kill me, Please. Haha. Well enough of me, here's the story !
Wednesday shook awake from her dream. Which she visualized there was a "happy" version of her. The thought was traumatizing, but somehow, interesting at the same time. "I wonder how I'd look and feel if I was happy?" She asked, . "Urgh, why on earth am I thinking about that?" She got up and admired the stormy day. "Lovely weather out today." She mused to herself. She dressed into her long collared black dress and leggings, and tied her hair in two tight braids. She went downstairs, and unusually, no one was around.
Then she heard her mother talking on the phone to someone… But who was it? Wednesday snuck around the corner, and listened.
"Why yes Marina, I'd love to see you today! When can we come over? It's been so long since I've seen you!" Mortica mused. Wednesday was shocked. Was her mother, for the first time, happy about seeing someone? Who was Marina anyway? Was it maybe one of her mother's friends? Or was she family? She had to find out.
"Okay dear, we'll be there around 2! See you soon." Mortica hung up the phone, and called everyone down for a family meeting. They all came downstairs.
"Everyone, Marina Addams, My long lost cousin, wants us to come over today!" Mortica mused, showing that she was excited.
"I never knew you had a long lost cousin, mother." Pugsley said, confused.
"Marina is so sweet, but here's a warning to all of you: She's a bit on the strange side, she's always happy." Mortica said, uncomfortably.
"Always happy? How can someone be always happy? That's bad for your health. Not to mention blinding." Gomez said, wowed.
"Now, now Gomez… Marina is a very sweet creature, even though she maybe always happy." Mortica said.
"Okay Mortica, anything for you darling." Gomez said.
Wednesday was zoned out from what she just heard. Were they serious? Were they really going to go to some place where it was always sunny, and the people were happy? She couldn't get the thought out of her head. Maybe it wasn't going to be as bad as she thought it would be… or was it?
Gomez pulled into the bright driveway of Marina Addams's home. The house was white, flowers were all planted in the front, and the sun was shining brightly in a cloudless sky.
"This is a nightmare come true." Wednesday said, monotoned, but serious.
"I know Wednesday, I know dear. But come on, you'll love Marina." Mortica said. She rang the doorbell.
Marina answered the door, who was all dressed in white. "Why hello Mortica! It's been so long!" She hugged her, amused. She looked over at Wednesday. "Aw and you must be Wednesday." She said, trying to be friendly.
"Yes." Wednesday said in a monotone way.
"Oh. You look just like your mother." Marina said.
"Well, of course." Wednesday said.
"Please! Come on in everyone!" She said, inviting them in.
Gomez walked in. "Why Marina, you have a very interesting home.. It's very bright.. And happy." He said.
"But of course! How can you live life if you're not happy?" She said.
"It's quite easy." Wednesday said, seriously.
"Oh yes! I almost forgot! I want you all to meet my daughter. Sunday! Please come down sweetie!"
Pugsley looked at Wednesday. "Sunday?" He said.
Suddenly, a girl who was about Wednesday's age rounded the corner. She wore a white dress, her blonde hair free-flowing, and vivid green eyes. She smiled.
"Everyone, this is my daughter, Sunday." Marina said.
"Hi everyone." Sunday said, and smiled.
Wednesday did a face palm. "You've got to be kidding me." She said.
"Oh, hi." Sunday said, walking up to Wednesday. "You must be Wednesday." She said, smiling.
"Yes.. Indeed." She said, backing away.
"Hey, chill out girl. I don't bite." Sunday said.
"You don't, but I do." Wednesday said.
"Pssh. Please." Sunday looked at Wednesday from head to toe. "You're one of those hell worshippers, aren't you?"
"Now now, Sunday. Be nice." Marina said.
Wednesday looked at her sternly.
She could not believe that her mother was related to people like these. They were too serene, and sweet. Sunday reminded her of what she hated the most. An angelic, serene human being. She couldn't stand them. But, She didn't really know Sunday like that, so why not give her a chance? Even though she thought it was a bad idea. But she had to, for her mother, at least.