Chapter Eight:
Gomez and Lurch were talking in the library, rather happily, as Gomez dusted around the room and Lurch sat with his feet up reading a book. Suddenly there came a distressed scream and within seconds Morticia burst in with tears in her eyes.
"Oh, Lurch!" she cried as she ran over to him and threw her arms around him. "I'm so sorry, but your...your mother...she's..."
Joining in on the act, Gomez walked over and asked concerned, "What happened?"
Morticia straightened and shook her head, motioning for the two men to follow her. Lurch gave one worried look to Gomez before getting up and following Morticia out the room and toward the back hallway that led to the back stairs. As they turned the corner and his mother came into view, Lurch let out a bellow of sorrow as he raced to his mother and pulled her down from the noose. "Mama! Mama! Why!?"
Morticia continued to act mournful and saddened, but when her eyes met Gomez's he could see that she was beyond pleased with herself, as was he, but they couldn't break character now.
"I'm so sorry, sir," Gomez began as he took a step forward while Morticia turned away from the body and hid her face in her hair, letting out fake sobs.
"Go away! Leave me alone with her!" Lurch roared, tears running out of his eyes like rivers.
Gomez nodded and turned away, escorting Morticia out like two servants would if filled with sorrow due to the suicide of an employer.
Once back into the living room Morticia couldn't contain herself and leaped into Gomez's arms with a ecstatic giggle. "It worked! It worked!"
"I know! I know!" Gomez laughed back, holding her tighter as he buried his face in her hair. "You're flawless, Querida."
After placing a kiss to her jugular, Gomez pulled back and continued a little calmer, "Now, what's our next move?"
"Well..." Morticia began seductively, slowly running a hand down his chest as her eyes gleamed mischievously. "We're gonna go upstairs...and after we..."celebrate", I'll let ya in on my idea."
Gomez growled as he immediately picked her up bridal style and carried her up the stairs.