Forever Love | Xavier Thorpe

Chapter 1

"In case you're wondering, Wednesday and I don't hold séances very often. we can barely tolerate the living. Why would we want to commune with the dead? But our mother told us Goody is the only one that can train Wednesday to control her psychic ability. The sooner she masters that, the sooner we crack this case." Whispers are heard as the twins continue with the séance, the door creaks in the background, the wind whistles causing the candles to blow out, the twins turn around expecting to see Goody Addams... but they were disappointed.

"Sorry." Enid had walked in instead. "I didn't mean to interrupt your..." She paused when she had looked at what the twins were doing. "Uh, do I even want to know?" She asked

"We were reaching into the black maw of death to contact a relative." Blair said as she began to clear the floor of their séance.

"Feels very on-brand for you." Enid said, she looked down to see the name of the dead relative they were trying to make contact with. "You have a relative named Goody?" She asked

"She was one of the original outcasts." Blair answered.

"Been attempting to summon her, but she seems to be ignoring my entreaties." Wednesday said.

Enid sniffed the air and noticed that they had been using her candles. "Oh, you thought about using one of my scented candles? The aroma of steak tartare is to die for." Paper flutters by their dorm door. "Maybe Goody answered you after all."

Blair picked up the paper and opened it. "I doubt she communicates in magazine cutouts." She read the letter out loud so that Wednesday could hear it. "If you want answers, meet inside Crackstone's crypt, tonight." She looked at Wednesday and Enid. "Looks like we're going on a trip."

***

Branches snapped as the trio walked through the forest to Crackstone's crypt. Enid's claws clattered as she jumped at every small sound. "You insisted on coming along. We were fine on our own." Wednesday said, getting annoyed at Enid's jumpiness. "Seems like our wannabe Deep Throat is already here."

"Ew. What died?" Enid asked as Wednesday opened the crypt door.

"Smells like childhood. Come on." Wednesday said as she and Blair entered, wanting answers from whoever sent them the note.

"Second thoughts. Why don't I just stay out here? You know, as a lookout." Enid said, not wanting to go inside.

***

Blair and Wednesday explored the inside, slowly, looking at everything in order to identify any clues that could help them. Clattering was heard in the background. "Enid?" Wednesday called out. No answer. They slowly moved to the center. More clattering was heard and, this time, someone coughing.

"Whoever you are, show yourself." Wednesday started.

"Try anything and you'll lose limbs." Blair finished.

A few second of silence passed before: "Surprise!" Their friend group (Enid, Xavier, Ajax) yelled. It was the Twins' 16th birthday and the note had been used as bait in order to lure the twins to their birthday party.

"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, dear Addam Twins. Happy birthday to you." They sang as they walked closer, with Enid in the center holding the birthday cake.

"I should have known you were behind this. What part of "no party under the penalty of death" do you not understand?" Wednesday said to Thing, while Blair looked at the birthday cake and their friends. Friends. She actually had friends who chose to spend time with her.

"I thought my cake design was pretty inspired." Xavier commented.

"The pink balloon was my little touch." Enid said as she pointed out the pink balloon. "Why don't you make a wish?" Enid asked, Blair bent slightly and was about to blow out the candles when Wednesday spoke up.