Author's Note: This will be a multi-chapter fic. I don't know how long it'll take for me to finish, but I'm planning at least three or four chapters. I got the idea (at least for the beginning) after watching the Munster's episode "Eddie's Brother". Please read, and then let me know what you think of it!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Addams Family in any of it's forms.


Morticia noticed her daughter seemed to be unhappier than usual as she played with her doll.

"Wednesday darling, is there something on your mind?"

Wednesday shook her head, "I'm just waiting for Father to come home. I want to ask him something."

"Well, his zen yogi is finished now, he should be home soon."

The girl nodded, lifting her doll to peer down the hole at it's neck. Sure enough only moments later Gomez sprang energetically through the door.

"I have returned!" he announced. "And I bring a gift!"

"Who's the gift for Father?" Wednesday asked.

"Your darling Mother, but she may share it with you Paloma," Gomez held out a thin box to his wife.

"Thank you, dear," Morticia took the box and untied the ribbon. "Oh, it's those delicious yak-chocolates!"

She popped one delicately into her mouth, smiling softly as she chewed. She held the box out towards Wednesday in offering.

"No thank you, Mother. I'd like to talk to Father now."

"Oh yes," Morticia nodded. "Gomez, Wednesday wanted to ask you something."

"In private," Wednesday added.

Morticia took this as her cue to leave and headed toward the kitchen to see if Grandmama needed any help with dinner.

"What did you want to ask me Paloma?" Gomez knelt down in front of the girl.

"Well, sometimes I get lonely, even with Pugsley. And Marcy at school always gets to play with her sister. And I wanted to know if you and Mother could get me a little sister to play with. You know, a girl one."

Gomez considered the best way to respond to her question, "Now, darling, getting a little sister isn't as easy as getting, say, a new lion."

"I know that," Wednesday shuffled her feet. "Marcy told me when her parents decided to get her one it took nearly a year."

"Why don't you talk to your Mother about this?" Gomez asked, lowering himself cross-legged to the floor.

"I tried to," Wednesday sat with her father. "She didn't understand my hints. She's ordered me some new spiders instead. I thought you might understand better. Anyway, Pugsley said it was because of you that he got a little sister."

Gomez pressed his lips together to keep from chuckling at her, "Well, why don't you let me talk to your Mother? I'll see if she can take my hints."

"Thank you Father!" Wednesday jumped up and hugged him. "Oh, I hope you can. I can't wait to have a new sister!"

Wednesday ran off towards the kitchen in a hurry. By the time Gomez had stood up Morticia had rejoined him in the living room.

"What did Wednesday want?" Morticia asked. "She took over helping Mama with the dinner, and sent me out to talk to you."

"Ah, cara," Gomez picked up her hand, kissing it lightly. "You look even more divine tonight than usual."

"Thank you darling," she smiled as he moved further up her arm. "Now what did Wednesday want?"

"She's feeling lonely," he placed another kiss on her shoulder.

"Oh yes," Morticia nodded, turning in towards her husband. "She mentioned that to me. I've ordered her some more spiders to play with."

Gomez, having completely forgotten his mission, kissed his wife's neck, before she raised his chin with her spider-like fingers and kissed him gently back.

A small gong sounded from the direction of the kitchen.

"Dinner's ready," Grandmama announced from the doorway, a knowing smile on her face.

Gomez offered his hand to his wife, and the pair followed Grandmama into the dining area, taking their seats at the table. Grandmama looked happily at the couple as Gomez continued to stare at his wife lovingly, while she gently purred, running her fingers down his cheek.
Fester and Pugsley came bustling into the room, both with their cheeks blackened from some kind of soot, and the younger with his hair still smoking.

"Did you too have fun with the trains?" Morticia asked, at the same time signalling for Lurch to serve.

"Oh yes!" Pugsley exclaimed excitedly. "Uncle Fester let me use the special dynamite to blow up the bridge!"

"That sounds wonderful, dear," Morticia smiled at her son.

"The train almost went through the roof," Fester whined.

"Better luck next time, old man," Gomez offered a supportive pat on the back.

"Mama, you're being awfully quiet," Morticia noted, gently nibbling around the edges of a slice of stale bread.

Grandmama smiled wickedly, "Wednesday tells me there's going to be a new addition to the household."

"Oh yes," Morticia nodded. "Hopefully it won't take too long, after all, the last time the delivery was earlier than expected."

"These things take time," Grandmama said. "You'll just have to have patience."

"I know," Morticia replied. "It's very exciting though."

"Of course," Grandmama answered. "We'll have to get ready for the arrival, of course."

"Of course," Gomez agreed, slurping loudly as he polished off his bowl of stew. "Dinner was impeccable, Mama."

"I used the fresh zebra," Grandmama began clearing plates with Lurch. "Morticia, I put the leftover meat in the cupboard for Cleopatra, if you want them."

"Thank you Mama," Morticia stood up. "She is a glutton for her zebra burgers."

Gomez followed his wife to the kitchen, where she pulled a large, dripping platter with ground zebra meat, from the cupboard under the sink. He helped her roll the meat into small balls.

"Mama certainly seemed interested," Morticia noted as she worked.

Gomez nodded his agreement, "It's unusual, she's usually more excited if the news involves alligators."

"It is a lot of excitement over a few spiders," Morticia brushed a hair from her cheek. "It's as though we've never been expecting a delivery of tarantulas before."