Victor retrieved a can of cola from the vending machine's outlet.
"Milk tea without tea or milk" is just sweet water, right? So, the fat and happy beverage shouldn't be a problem.
Victor thought he was a freaking genius.
"Mr. Black, I believe this is our second meeting."
A calm and elegant voice sounded.
Victor looked up and saw Wednesday's mother, Morticia Addams, gliding over, her dark gown like solidified midnight.
Behind her followed an expressionless Wednesday, an excited Gomez rubbing his hands together, and Pugsley holding a severed hand.
"Wow!" Victor immediately plastered on his signature, slightly exaggerated brilliant smile.
"Mrs. addams! You are as beautiful as ever, like a black rose blooming deep in a cemetery!"
Mrs. Morticia smiled faintly, a trace of genuine pleasure flickering across her pale face.
"You have such a sweet mouth, child. No wonder Wednesday likes you."
She gracefully extended her gloved right hand.
Victor was about to lean in for a kiss on the hand when a glance from the corner of his eye caught sight of something behind Mrs. Morticia—
Wednesday was staring at him coldly with her deep, pool-like eyes, as if daring him to kiss it, promising he'd end up on her dissection table the next second.
Victor blinked, laughing hysterically inside.
Seriously? Jealous of your own mother? This possessiveness... is oddly cute.
He immediately changed his motion, giving only a very light, extremely polite touch to the tips of Mrs. Morticia's fingers.
"It is my honor, madam."
Mrs. Morticia glanced at her daughter radiating cold air behind her and smiled knowingly:
"Hehe, Wednesday has always been like this since she was little, with a very strong sense of territory. So, I truly am surprised that my daughter is willing to... share you with another girl."
Her tone was gentle, yet it struck Victor like a bolt of lightning.
Boom—!
The smile on Victor's face instantly froze, alarms blaring wildly in his mind:
[Emergency Situation!]
[Caught red-handed two-timing by the girl's parent!]
[Searching for countermeasures... No reliable data found!]
[Suggestion: Self-destruct on the spot or initiate time reversal!]
"Uh... well... I..."
Victor's language functions temporarily malfunctioned, his eyes darting around, cold sweat almost dripping from his forehead.
Mrs. Morticia, as if oblivious to his distress, continued in her sing-song tone:
"But that's irrelevant. I never interfere with Wednesday's life choices."
A very soft, utterly mocking snort came from Wednesday behind her.
"Victor."
Mrs. Morticia's tone became slightly more serious.
"Thank you for saving Wednesday so many times. Both during the Harvest Festival and at the assembly hall. When Wednesday awakened her psychic abilities, I knew this day would come. The Addams Family's crow will always attract the gaze of vultures."
Victor sharply turned his gaze to Wednesday, his eyes conveying a clear message.
"dear, do we have a ghost in the house? How does your mom know everything?!"
Wednesday's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, replying with a look.
"Obviously. And this 'ghost' is high-level."
Both of their gazes slowly drifted downwards, locking onto the little Thing on the floor, which was trying to sneak away using its pinky finger.
Mrs. Morticia gracefully bent down, scooped up the playing-dead Thing into her palm, and gently stroked its "back of the hand."
"Don't blame it. A mother must know her daughter's safety. Especially when you know your daughter is a conspicuous crow, not a harmless dove."
Thing rubbed against her palm fawningly, not daring to look at Victor and Wednesday at all.
"So..."
Mrs. Morticia lifted her eyes, looking at Victor again, a gentle smile curling at the corner of her mouth that made Victor's scalp tingle.
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