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@ddams F@mily

Wednesday Addams looked out the window, waiting for her b*****r to arrive. The length of cording in her hand was starting to make her hand cramp. She smiled to herself. She _liked_ cramps. A movement at the end of the walk... yes! It was Pugsley. She watched as he bounced along the walkway between the hedgework. Almost time... almost... Pugsley glanced down, and saw a small &#034x&#034 chalked on the walkway ahead of him. He paused, glancing up without moving his head. Yes, there... behind that window.... A mischievous grin spread over his face. He stepped over the mark. Wednesday released her cord. Swish! The huge blade swung past Pugsley, just brushing the seat of his pants as he hurried forward at a pace slightly faster than normal. He turned and watched the razor-sharp battle-ax swing back and forth on the end of a slender cable over the walkway until it stopped. He glanced up at the window; Wednesday had disappeared. He felt a cool breeze, and felt the back of his pants. The ax had neatly sliced a three-inch piece off the seat of his pants. &#034Very close, Wednesday,&#034 he muttered, a sly grin on his face. &#034Very close.&#034 He went on into the house and upstairs to change his pants. He had a guest coming to stay the night. After all, it wouldn't be proper to greet him with holed pants. On his way to his room, he stopped outside the door to Wednesday's room. &#034Better bring in your ax, s*s,&#034 he said to the closed door. The door opened a crack. Wednesday's ...

... somber face peeked out. &#034What ax?&#034 Pugsley giggled. &#034Come on, let's set it up for Papa.&#034 The two c***dren dashed over to the window. Pugsley reached up and pulled down the cord, raising the ax. Wednesday pushed a wire out the window and caught the cable, and pulled it back, resetting the catch. Once it was set, Pugsley tied off the cable, ready for the next try. Wednesday walked around behind her b*****r, and noticed the hole in his trousers. She stopped, looked at the opening in the fabric, and the cleft in the white flesh behind it. Quickly, she formed a fist, with her thumb sticking out, she jammed it between the exposed cheeks. &#034Whoop!&#034 Pugsley jumped, almost falling through the window. He whipped around, his hands reaching back to cover himself. &#034That's called a goose,&#034 Wednesday said, almost smiling. Pugsley grinned, and looked lustfully at his s****r. &#034Can I try it?&#034 &#034Why not?&#034 Wednesday sneered. &#034It's your ass.&#034 She turned and walked away. Pugsley, covering his bare spot, headed toward his room. The door chimes rang hollowly. The smallish boy stood on the front porch of the great house, looking around himself. &#034Looks a lot like home,&#034 he thought. The great door swung open slowly. The tall man looked down at him. &#034You rang?&#034 he groaned. &#034I'm Eddie Munster,&#034 the boy grinned up at him. &#034Pugsley invited me over to spend the night.&#034 The tall butler moaned and nodded slowly. He stepped ...