Chapter 7:
A New Relationship
Gomez and Morticia returned that evening. As a reward for their good behavior in school, they took the kids to the toy store and to their favorite restaurant and now they ran through the door with their bags of toys eager to try them out.
What they weren't expecting when they came in was to find Ophelia and Fester cuddled on the couch.
"I love you sweetie pie," she said kissing his nose.
"I love you honey lips," he said. They had been going at it for at least 20 minutes.
"Um, hello?" Gomez said confused.
"Oh hi!" Fester said.
"What's going on?" Morticia asked.
"We've had the most spectacular time while you were gone!" Ophelia swooned. "We watched Psycho."
"But you hate horror movies," Morticia said.
"And Ophelia baked me an apple pie for dessert," Fester said just as excitedly.
"But you hate apple pie," Gomez said.
"And Fester's Italian wine was delicious," Ophelia said.
Fester kissed her cheek. "You're delicious love bug!"
Gomez and Morticia exchanged a confused look while their siblings kissed and giggled.
"So wait a minute," Gomez interrupted. "You two are a thing now? Seriously?"
"Yeah, isn't it great?" Ophelia said.
Gomez and Morticia exchanged another look.
"Um, yeah," Morticia said courteously. "Congratulations."
"Darling, I don't know what to think about Fester and Ophelia's relationship," Morticia said that night when she and Gomez were in their room. She was laying in bed while Gomez had just come out of the bathroom and was putting on a pajama shirt.
"It's totally bizarre!" Gomez agreed. "Fester and Ophelia have never showed interest in each other before. What happened all of a sudden?"
"She actually watched Psycho."
"And he ate apple pie. He hates apple pie. Mama made it once when he was five and he threw it up and swore he would never eat it again!"
"Well, they both went through really bad breakups at the same time, I wonder if they're just clinging to each other to fill the void."
"Two lonely hearts on the rebound," Gomez said crawling into bed next to her.
"We have to make sure they're really serious about each other," Morticia said. "I'd hate to see them get hurt again just because they don't want to be alone."
"You're right querida. We can't let this end badly."
Being next to his beautiful wife, the issue of Fester and Ophelia's relationship started to get lower and lower on his priority list. "Tish," he said running his fingers across her cheek.
She shivered as he ran his hand down her neck, her breasts, and stopped at her butt to pull her hips closer to his. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and placed a deep, passionate kiss on his lips. "We'll worry about them tomorrow," she said softly against his lips. As she kissed him again, she rolled over on top of him. His hand remained on her butt while the other tangled in her hair as their kisses became more urgent. Nothing was more important not than each other.
