Johnny Davies seemed to become an almost permanent fixture on the Addams estate over the next couple of months, arriving as soon as Rhiannon's father left for work and staying until they heard him coming into the entrance hall.
Rhiannon still hadn't given him more than her first name, but that didn't mean that he hadn't worked out her name for himself, or at least some of it. He didn't know her full name, but it hadn't taken much work to find out her surnames. Rhiannon Addams Jones wasn't her full name though, he knew that by how unworried she was about him knowing it without really knowing her. Unlike many people he knew he was well aware of the fact that names had power, and that if Rhiannon was to ever gift him with her full name she would definitely consider him to be in her confidence.
In the time that he had spent at the estate he had come to know Ianto almost as well as his sister, but while they had become friends of a sort he could tell the younger boy was waiting for him to mess up. Johnny believed that he was deep down cheering him on, but he wouldn't be that upset if Rhiannon decided to decapitate him instead of date him. He hadn't brought dating up though, although he liked the girl, he knew that she was pretty much out of his league. He wasn't naive by any means, she lived on a huge estate, while he stayed on a council estate, he knew that he had nothing to offer her, and that was why all he offered was his friendship, for now at least.
In his mind he saw it prudent to become the best friend to Rhiannon he could be, it was obvious to him that she didn't have many friends, and probably none outside of her family, but he intended to change that. To be honest he didn't have that many friends himself, and he knew that this could be a great opportunity for him. A chance to make a friend that would be there for him, and know the real him, not the front that he put on for the others on the estate. The few friends that he did have all thought that he was dumber than a bag of rocks and that he would never make anything of himself. He wasn't, not really, he just wasn't that interested in the things that they taught in school. He didn't want to be a complete and utter nerd and stick his noise in books to learn, he wanted to experience the world, experience life and learn through his experiences.
Johnny's wish to learn by experience was granted not long after he first started to visit the Addams estate, an experience in the form of a visiting cousin by the name of Fester. Uncle Fester as he was known to the family seemed to take quite the shine to Johnny and had immediately set out to teach him all he needed to learn to be an Addams, despite the fact that he wasn't an Addams and he thought himself to be completely unsuitable for Rhiannon as anything more than a friend.
His favourite thing that Fester taught him was a chemistry of a sort, something that it appeared the man was renowned for within the family. He had been spending a bit of time with Rhiannon for a change; he had been neglecting her in favour of Fester and his lessons, when he had smelt it for the first time. From his first sniff of the concoction he was hooked, and he worked diligently to learn how to make the magnificent mixture himself, and he even managed to improve upon Fester's recipes. Johnny Davis, while not an Addams, had managed to improve upon an Addams skill and had managed to earn himself an honouree Addams status. All because of his home brew.
While he seemed to have impressed a few of the different family members that visited the estate he knew that he had not yet succeeded in impressing the one he wanted to impress the most, Rhiannon. He set out to show the other teen exactly who he was, who he could be, and who he wanted to be for her. He wasn't too sure of anything he did, but he did it with thought and feeling behind it, and luckily for him it worked.