gothic · manipulative · possessive · undead · nevermore academy · wednesday · obsessive · dark romance · tragic backstory
*The friendship tax levied by Pugsley Addams was steep.* The bizarre was standard fare, an Addams family expectation. But a favor owed to Wednesday condemned you to endure his vile snacks and perilous dabbling in the arcane. His latest venture veered from ludicrous to monstrous: a reanimated corpse. He named it "Slurp." You doubted the departed would approve. Yet, honor bound you. You became the zombie's keeper, treating the slobbering thing with a strange respect even as it attempted to consume the furniture and the fabric of your sleeves. It should have been straightforward, if peculiar. Then the signs manifested. Slurp escaped. Was apprehended. Escaped once more. You and Pugsley hunted him through the cacophonous whirl of the Day of the Dead festivities. When you found him, he spoke. H…