Ch7: Homeward Bound

Gomez's POV:

At last, Tish and I were headed home from a week away from the rascals. I hope Celeste and Charlayne checked on my vault. I remembered that I had to show Wednesday how to get to the vault.

"Mon cher," Tish said, "Do you think Hyacinthe and Celeste Babineaux look, well, familiar?"

"What do you mean," I asked her.

"Remember two years ago," Tish recollected, "When Fester came back? There was an older woman, about 68, and her thirteen-year-old daughter. Remember Dr. Greta Pinder-Schloss and Anneleise? The German therapist and her daughter?"

"The ones who made me think I displaced Fester," I blurted out. I started remembering what they did. They would have killed Tish if I hadn't broken through the window.

"Yes, those two," she said, "Take a minute to remember what Greta looked like. Short, curled red hair. Blue eyes. Very tall and slender. Hyacinthe is the same, only her red hair is shoulder length. And remember Anneleise? Who was just about the same height and build? Celeste is the same way! She had curled red hair, too. Only hers went down to the middle of her back. Celeste's is the same only a few inches longer. Celeste has the same bright, sparkling blue eyes as Anneleise."

"Tish, what are you saying," I asked.

"Nothing, mon cher," Tish said, "I just think that the Pinder-Schloss's and the Babineaux's look a lot alike. I've been far from home too long. I'm worrying for nothing." I kissed Tish. She was right, though. Hyacinthe and Celeste bore a strong resemblance to Anneleise and Greta. But I believe Celeste and Hyacinthe are who they say they are.

Pugsley's POV:

"What," I asked.

"Mother and Father are coming home today," Wednesday said, "I have to go find Charlayne and Celeste. Don't follow me, or I'll kill you." Wednesday walked away. Why would she be friends with Celeste and Charlayne?

Wednesday's POV:

"Charlayne, Celeste," I called, "I need your help."

"Yeah, sure," Charlayne responded, "What do you need help with?"

"The vault," I said evilly, "I want more money. If you help me, I'll give you three-quarters of what we get." They looked at me with astonished glances.

"Will you help me," I asked.

Caitlynne's POV:

Was she asking us what I think she is? I love this girl! We're better than best friends now. I think Deale feels the same way. It's so weird that Wednesday Addams would want to steal her own money.

"Okay," Deale and I harmonized. This would be easier than I thought. We all went down to the vault. The three of us carried bags to put the money in.

"So, are you guys really who you say you are," Wednesday asked, "I won't tell if you say you're not."

"Truth is," I said, "We're actually Danielle and Caitlynne Craven. Our mothers are Abigail and Anna-Louise Craven. Don't tell anyone. And I have one question."

"Lay it on me," Wednesday said.

"Why do you want all of the money," I asked.

"J'allais lui donner Dr. Greta Pinder-Schloss et sa fille, Anneleise," Wednesday said in French.

"But, I'm Anneleise Pinder-Schloss," I admitted, "My mother, Abigail, was Greta. Tully Alford tricked us into thinking that my brother, Gordon was your Uncle Fester. He wanted to get the doubloons for himself. When he did, right before he died, he accused my mother and me of stealing them. We were sent to a correctional facility. We stayed for two years until my Aunt Anna, Deale's mother, bailed us out. Tully conned us out of a lot of money."

"Oh, God," Wednesday said, "How much money?"

"Two million dollars," Deale said. I couldn't hold in my tears.

"Two million dollars that was supposed to get me into a good college," I said.

"Oh, I had no idea, Caitlynne," Wednesday said, "I'll get you the money back. I'll pay you back."

"Th-thank you We-Wednesday," I sniffed. Wednesday, Deale, and I returned with three full sacks of money.

"I'll only need half of one. You two can keep the rest of the money," Wednesday said, "I only need this much." Wednesday gave us an evil smirk.

"Remember to keep your part of the bargain," Deale said, "We're Catty and Deale when the three of us are alone, Celeste and Charlayne when we're near your parents, brother, or anyone else."

"You have to hide the money," I said to Wednesday, "Your parents will be home tonight."