Name: The Glicker Family

Disclaimer: Nothing in this story belongs to me. I do not own the Addams Family. Everything in this story is completely fictional. I don't make money from this in any way shape or form.

Synopsis: Wednesday Addams and Joel Glicker are in love. But, the Glicker family hates the Addams Family. Will that tear them apart?

Pairing: Joel/Wednesday (main)

Rating: PG-13

Notes - All Hebrew words are italicized and defined.

Hebrew Translation - Ema - mother, Savta - grandmother

"Ema, think about this," Mrs. Mary Glicker said, trying to convince her mother-in-law that she was making a mistake.

"Mary, stop this now. Joel seems perfectly happy with this girl and I want to meet her. If things continue this way then she will eventually be my granddaughter," Naomi Glicker said.

Mary sighed, knowing that once Naomi made up her mind it was final. "Ok, Ema. You can meet her. I'll tell Joel."

"Good. I will see you on Monday morning. Good-bye," Naomi said.

"Good-bye."

Mary hung up the phone and sighed. "Joel!" she yelled.

Sixteen year old Joel Glicker ran down the stairs at the call of his mother. He had changed a lot since the first time Mary had seen he and Wednesday together. Now he was tall, almost six feet, and had slight muscles from joining the wrestling team at school. He had thick black hair that was cute short and dark brown eyes. He wore contacts now, saving him from wearing glasses.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Invite Wednesday over for dinner on Thursday. Nothing too fancy. Savta wants to meet her."

Joel looked at her strangely. "You're actually allowing Wednesday into the house?" Ever since he and Wednesday had been dating, which was going on two years now, she had never once been allowed to step one foot in the Glicker house.

"Well, I don't have much choice, do I? It won't be a regular thing, trust me."

Joel nodded and headed back upstairs, excited to tell his girlfriend that they would actually get to have a dinner together that didn't involve him being scared of the food in front of him.

"Hello?" Wednesday Addams asked, picking up her cell phone after the second ring.

"Wednesday, I have great news!" Joel said, his voice holding an edge of excitement that Wednesday hardly heard.

She flopped down on her bed and looked at the ceiling. "What is it?" she asked.

"My mom wants you to come to dinner on Monday. My grandmother wants to meet you," Joel explained.

Wednesday made a confused face that she knew Joel couldn't see. "Wait. Your family hates me," she said.

"No. My mother and father hate you. My sisters think you're interesting, I love you, and my grandma can make up her mind after Monday."

"Well that makes me feel ten times better about this arrangement," Wednesday said.

"So, I'll pick you up around four-ish on Monday?" Joel asked.

"Four-ish sounds good. I'll talk to you later," Wednesday said.

"Talk to you later," Joel said.

Wednesday hung up and went over to her Vanity to look in the mirror. She had changed as well. She had long black hair that fell down her back in loose natural curls. Her dark eyes stood out with an almond shape she had gotten from her mother. She was short, only 5'2", and slightly curvy. She wasn't fat by any means, but she wasn't normal for her height either. Her stomach was flat but her hips were wide and her chest was slightly large for her frame. Mrs. Glicker loved to say that she was chubby behind her back and Wednesday loved to say that she was bitch. It was a win win.

Wednesday sighed and pushed her hair behind her ear, walking to her door in search of her mother, who would know exactly what she should wear and say. She found Morticia in the library, happily laying on the couch and reading a book of sorrow and tragedy.

"Mother, I had a dilema," Wednesday said.

Morticia looked at her and set her book down slowly, sitting up so her daughter could sit next to her. Wednesday went over and sat down and sighed.

"What's bothering you?" Morticia asked in her soft, understanding voice.

"Joels mother invited me to dinner on Monday to meet his grandmother," Wednesday explained.

"And how is that a dilema?"

"Well, his parents hate me."

Morticia nodded. "A common side affect of being an Addams. But Joel adores you. I'm sure his grandmother will as well. But, to air on the side of caution, maybe you should wear something cheary."

"Mother, you've seen how I dress now. I do have a couple things of color," Wednesday said.

"Yes, I've seen. It made me happy and nauseated at the same time. But, you always look lovely."

Wednesday smiled softly. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now, go try on some outfits, I'll tell you which would be best."

Wednesday nodded and headed out of the library and towards her room. With her mothers help she was guaranteed not to fail.

TBC...

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