It had been almost five months, and it was now the day of Pugsley's graduation. The entire family, Itt and Margret and What, Fester and Dimentia, Morticia and Gomez, Máma, and Pubert all were there watching him. Wednesday had even flown up from L.A. with her boyfriend, Joel whom she had reunited with. And Alison, also attended.

When it was announced that Pugsley had never gotten an A in a single subject, in his entire school carreer, the family except the confused Alison gave him a thunderous standing ovation, whilst everyone else stared. It was an acheivment any Addams boy should be proud of, he was the first in the family to do so.

The graduation party was magnificent. The events took place in the large ballroom where both of Uncle Fester's engagemnt party had been.

Gomez was so proud of his son. True, he did not approve of his lover, but at least he wasn't diving too deep or pushing anything too far. They had preformed The Mumushka for him about a song ago.

All of the couples took to the dance floor for waltzing. Of course, Gomez and Morticia didn't take to the dance floor, they stole it.

"Gomez... can you believe our Pugsley's graduated?" Morticia asked as they danced.

"No, Tish. I can't. I remember when he was a little boy, playing with his trains and decapitating Wednesday's dolls." Gomez replied.

"I don't care how old Pugsley gets, I've always told him that he'll always be my little vermin."

"You're a wonderful mother, Tish." Gomez replied and kissed her hand, moving up her arm until he met her lips.

"Mmm... mon cher." Morticia moaned.

They stayed like that, still dancing. Kissing, his hands on her hips.

Alison and Pugsley had danced for a little while, and Alison soon grew tired of it.

"I'm going to get some punch, Pugsley." She said.

"Alright." Pugsley replied and they stopped dancing.

Alison walked over to the punch bowl and was immideatley greeted by Wednesday.

"Hello, Alison." Wednesday was not perky, nor did she like the woman before her. She felt uneasy around her, her entire family did. And she was not about to let Alison in to control her brother.

"Hi, Wednesday. It's nice to finally meet you."

"Right." He paused. "What do you see in my brother?"

Alison was taken aback by the question. "I see a good-looking man, who's quite charming. He's kind to me, and..." she looked Wednesday in the eyes. "He has a lot of potential."

Alramed but showing zero amount of emotion, Wednesday stared directly into Alison's soul and spoke. "I see. Alison, just know that while I may be living in L.A. for the time being, I will be watching you. I will know what you're doing even if I'm not around. I will never leave this family, and I'll be here to take you out if needed. Understood?"

Alison nodded. "Yes. But I must warn you, I'm not a cheap date." She then turned and walked back to her young lover.

When she returned to the dance floor, she dropped her glass punch on the floor, causing it to shatter.

There was Pugsley, having the time of his life dancing with another woman. She was very young, looked about sixteen or seventeen. She looked to be about five foot six, and she had pale skin, and platinum blonde, straight hair down to her upper back. She had beautiful, big blue-brown eyes and was petite, with a doll-like structure. She was wearing a classy, silky high-low dress that was red from the waist up, and had black gothic designs on it as well as black ties in the front, it was black from the waist down. Her eye makeup matched her dress, and her lips were very pale but looked soft. Her nails were black, and she wore black flats with ankle straps. She had on a black charm bracelet with a red spider bangle hanging from it. She looked so happy with him there, so childlike yet mature at the same time.

Enraged, Alison shoved the two apart. "What the hell do you think your doing?"

Pugsley was extremely upset by this. "Alison, what on earth?"

The girl stayed where she was but looked apologetic. "I am so sorry, I wasn't trying to hurt anyone."

"And you! What do you think you're doing?"

"I was just dancing, I-"

"What are you doing with him, hmm? Don't play innocent!"

Pugsley had his arm around the girl and looked at her. "This isn't your fault, Delilah. I'll explain."

Delilah nodded. "Alright. Thank you for the dance, Pugsley." Amd with that, she walked away, not looking Alison in the eyes.

"Who the hell was she?" Alison asked.

Disgusted, Pugsley spoke. "Alison, that was my cousin's closest and dearest friend. She happens to be a friend of mine as well. She has cancer, Alison and she's undergoing treatment. They said if this doesn't work, she probably won't make it. So, we're all trying to give her a wonderfully bleak time, with what little time she has left. For all we know, that could've been the last dance of her life!"

Alison was dumbfounded. "I see."

"I need alone time." Pugsley said and walked away.

He didn't come back for the rest of the night, and Alison decided to go upstairs to his bedroom. She came in, and instantly put her head in her hands, and began to cry.

Pugsley led her to the bed, sat down next to her and put an arm around her. "Alison, I'm sorry about what happened back there. I should've told you that I might be dancing with Delilah tonight. But please, don't feel so compelled to blow up before you understand the full story. I'm comitted to you."

Alison then took his arms in her hands and looked him in the eyes. "Yes, but do you love me?" She asked.

Puglsey felt as if he were under some sort of spell when he looked into her eyes. "Of course I love you."

"Oh, Pugsley! I've been so stupid. I'll probably have no chance of ever earning your trust back again."

"No, no. Don't say that, Aly. You're a wonderful woman and... and I really do love you."

Alison took his hands. "I love you, too."

Pugsley's eyes popped with affection. "Alison, from the moment I met you, I knew we were meant to be together." He told her. "Aly, I love you. I love you so much."

Alison put a hand on his cheek. "I love you too!"

Pugsley kissed her, and then knelt down by the bed. And taking both of Alison's hands, he uttered the words, "Will you marry me?"