a/n: I haven't updated in a while, sorry about that. I've been beyond incredibly busy. I'm going to try and update a bit more regularly from now on.

With an a keen eagerness in his eyes, Gomez stared fixated on the object in front of him. The small engine chugged along the tracks at an increasing pace. It was nearing the bridge allocated, by Gomez, as the point of destruction. As it got closer, Gomez excitedly waited for the impact.

Another train also rushed toward the bridge with no signs of slowing. Gomez had this down to a fine art. Both trains had been precisely placed on the track so they would reach the bridge at the same time…from opposite directions. He counted down in his head, knowing the exact second the trains would meet.

With a loud crash both trains exploded into the air in a fit of smoke and sparks. Gomez whooped in childlike glee.

The trains hit the floor with an ungraceful thud.

Gomez had received his first train when he was just a young boy, just slightly younger than Pugsley, he mused. Ever since he had always had a fascination with the hobby, which got increasingly more dangerous the more he learned about explosives. He loved to share his hobby with anyone and everyone.

When he first got the train, he had no track, no other trains, no explosives. He would take the toy to the top of the stairs and place it carefully on the bannister. The train would roll down. Miraculously it never toppled sideways off the edge of the bannister, it always continued its course to the very bottom of the stairs, at which point it would go flying off, hitting whatever was in its path with an impressive smack. Usually this was Lurch.

The Christmas of that year his Mama gifted him with a complete train set. Tracks, small trees, tunnels, bridges, and to Gomez's particular joy, a second train. He set the track up right there beneath the decaying Christmas tree, he put both trains on the track facing each other and with a powerful push, rammed them straight into one another. Both trains fell off the track, much to Gomez's delight.

By the time he was twelve, Mama had set him up a room especially for playing with his trains. He now owned a large number of tracks and trains, he even had a few wind up trains. Now he was beginning to experiment in explosives. He hadn't quite managed to explode an actual train yet, but exploding the tracks was just as much fun.

As he grew older, his love of trains continued to increase, as did his train collection, especially those that had been reduced to shrapnel.

When he was twenty, he bought his first electric train. Now that he could control the engines, he found it was easier to figure out the timing exactly to crash them into each other, and more importantly, blow them up. His friend, Thing, was particularly good at controlling the trains, and Gomez would often let him take control of them, so he could focus on the dynamite.

Then he met Morticia. She'd never operated a train before, but Gomez discovered that she was just as thrilled as he was by them. They were soon married, and she became his partner in crime, and trains.

Then they had their first child. A son. Gomez was delighted. He looked at his beautiful wife, and his little boy and was filled with that same glee that his trains gave him. A year passed and he barely noticed that he had rarely touched his trains in that time. Until his he found his boy chewing on a train one day at the top of the stairs.
Eleven months is old enough to blow up a train.
He took Pugsley to the tracks and handed the boy the explosives. Now he could share his hobby with his son.

And then he had a girl. When Wednesday was just four months old, Gomez and Morticia found Pugsley trying to teach his sister how to crash the trains into each other. It was the first time the pair bonded.

Gomez loves meeting new people, and finding ways to connect with them, entertain them, get to know them. And he loves his trains. So whenever someone new came into the house, he would never hesitate to ask the question, "You ever seen a train in orbit?", and to his shock, most of them would nervously chuckle and answer "No…"