OMG at the beggining of S2:
"remember where your loyalty lies"
To Thing
Holy cakes, rewhatching is my passion
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OMG at the beggining of S2:
"remember where your loyalty lies"
To Thing
Holy cakes, rewhatching is my passion
So, I'm currently on vacation and I got to share something:
What in the Thing Addams is this?
I'm not complaining, after all it's goth and metal af but I would very much like to get a peek into what that interior designer's thought process was.
I mean did they think to themselves "ah yes lets paint all these corridors without natural light in black and have a petrol carpet to make sure it is extra dark there all the time... but that isn't creepy enough, let's hold up the room numbers via severed hands"?
Proper one-handed grab technique with big Viking paw.
Thing Addams apparently disagrees, assuming he himself is the one-handed authority.
theyre calling it the worst sleeping arrangement ever arranged
Face it kiddo. They are on to you.
Wednesday: *mutters to herself* Pupils insufficiently diluted.
Enid: I think you mean dilated, babe. You can’t dilute pupils.
Wednesday:
Wednesday: Yes, of course, dilated. Thank you, mi lobita.
Enid: You’re welcome! I’m gonna head out early to help set up. See you at the ice cream social?
Wednesday: Unfortunately.
Enid: *blows a kiss and skips away*
Thing: *questioning gesture*
Wednesday: And risk her puking into my cauldron again? Please. Now hurry up and pass me that bowl of sclera. Grandmama’s infamous Eye Scream Delight won’t animate itself.
Thing: 👍
wednesday: thing said he missed you.
enid: i missed him too...
wednesday: thing said he wanted your presence during the family holidays
enid: yeah, sure. anything for y- thing, right?
enid: and just so you know, thing said you're an asshole
wednesday: he never complained before, i thought he liked me as i am
enid: he did! but now he's tired of being hurt by your coldness
wednesday: thing-
thing, quite exasperated: I SAID NOTHING. IM TIRED.
enid: wha-
wednesday: thing, you don't-
thing: NO. ENOUGH. TALK LIKE NORMAL PEOPLE.
Wednesday: Thing missed you.
Thing: *exasperated motion*
Enid: Uh huh. I’m sure. Did he do anything else?
Wednesday: Thing may have… thought of you. Nightly.
Thing: *freezes*
Enid: *playfully* And what exactly was Thing doing while thinking of me, hmm?
Wednesday: *voice lowers* Oh, Thing was—
Thing: *H O R R O R*
– A minute later in Yoko’s room. –
Divina/Yoko: 🫢🤨
Divina: What do you think is wrong with him?
Yoko: No clue. I opened the door and the little fella just scrambled on in and immediately started doing that.
Divina: Poor guy. I wonder why he’s puking.
Yoko: Why? I wanna know HOW. Like where’s it all even COMING fro—
*inexplicable retching noise*
Yoko: NOT MY NEW BOOTS!
Divina/Yoko: 😬😱
Divina: I’ll, uh. I’ll go grab a mop and some hand sanitizer.
Yoko: 😭