15. Uncle Drosslemayer
episode five , you reap what you woe
THE PHRASE 'you can never have too much fun' is a lie. A bold accusation if you will. Josephine always hated it because you can in fact have too much fun. And young Miss Monroe was feeling the effects of 'too much fun currently'. Josephine was lying in the bathtub drenched in sweat, her hair matted and riddled with red water. "Josephine!" Someone hollered while banging on hers and Yoko's dorm room. "Josephine Monroe!" It was Wednesday. Josephine quickly grabbed a note and ran to the door (even if she was half— or well almost completely nude) and slipped the note under the door.
Josephine then walked back to the shower and cleaned herself up. Washing her hair (the red dye and hairspray easily coming undone) and her face, washing away the blue make up that was like ice. She washed away all the red dye stains off her body and washed the sweat away. Josephine conditioned her hair so it was back to being like silk. Then, Josephine got out and dried off with a towel and made her hair so it was almost damp. She got her undergarments on before putting on burgundy, burnt orange, magenta colored formal skirt, she then placed a black tube top, her brown leather jacket, white socks and heavy black heels.
"Cara mia, you look divine." Wednesday took Josephine's hand and kissed the top of it with a (almost) invisible smirk. "Now, we mustn't be late. My mother and father will be here soon, and they will non-stop hounding me about you until they meet you." Wednesday guided Josephine down the stairs where they stood in the ways. Her heavy black heels clomped after Wednesday's angelic heels.
"Oh look, here she comes now." A woman, presumably Mortisha Addams. She had dark burgundy lips but the rest of her outfit was black like a moth. She stood beside her husband, a shorter man with a whisker-like mustache and a navy-gray pinned striped suit. "And with a young woman, I see." Mrs. Addams spoke with a kind smile. Behind her, was younger boy, no older than thirteen, he had a black and white stripped shirt and dark grey knee's length shorts. He had black socks and dark grey loafer shoes.
"Lord, Lady, Sirs Addams merry met, I am Josephine Monroe. It is a pleasure to finally meet your acquaintance." Young Miss Monroe signed quickly, but yet slowly enough for Lady Addams to understand. A young boy sat on Lady Addams' hip, he was no more then five and his hair was dark and curly and his outfit was similar to his fathers, a suit for a young boy with shorts like the boy behind Lady Mortisha.
"Ah, a traditional; it's been a long time since we haven't met once, mi amor." Lord Addams' words were followed by a boisterous laugh. "It's nice to see that our little storm cloud has made a few friends." Lord Addams' words were lost to the sound of a loud motorcycle coming towards the gates. The Addams watched as a man with shaggy black hair and a nice purple suede suit. He had a light green polo shirt and a plethora of silver rings that graced his fingers. He had dark brown loafer shoes with a small snake emblem on each side
"Uncle!" Josephine took off running towards the man in the purple suit. The man picked Josephine up off the floor and spun her around, making her skirt fly up ever so slightly. A wide smile spread across Josephine's face. "You didn't tell me you were coming in any of our letters!" Josephine bounced as her uncle put her down.
"Yes, well. There are things we need to discuss, serpent." Uncle Drosselmayer's words got low and Josephine knew that this was serious. "Now, now. Introduce me to your pesky little friends." Uncle's accent was a thick British-French, heavy with aristocraticism weaved between every word.
"Uncle this is my soulmate, Wednesday Addams and her family. This is Lord Gomez, Lady Mortisha, Sir Pugsley and Sir Pubert Addams." Josephine introduced her soulmate who gave a nod before introducing each of her family members (not including all the rest of immediate and extended family). "Wednesday, this is my Uncle Drosselmayer. He is my closest relative." Josephine introduced her uncle with pride. "He raised me from the age eight to fourteen."
"An honorable man. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Drosselmayer." Lord Addams stuck out his hand and shook Uncle's with a smile. "I suppose we should all get acquainted."
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"Serpent, I've come to warn you." Uncle and Josephine stood near of the Edger Allen Poe statue that lead to the Nightshade library. "You mother and father are getting suspicious over what happened, and have interrogated me many times. I know your mother, she won't like that you are with the Addams, but that's not her decision. But, petit serpent, you must be careful. Wolfe and I will hold off your mother for as long as we can but I don't know how much longer we can give vague answers." Uncle's honestly hit Josephine like a truck.
"My mamman was different after the incident, she only cared about my brother." Josephine stared at the floor and she remembered what it was like for her, the first eight years of her life. "I love my papa, but he was so in love with my mamman to be able to see that what she was doing was wrong." Josephine's eyes stayed glued to the tiled floor, the ancient tiled floor. "The war was hard, I didn't want to turn against my brother. But I felt I had no choice, my parents had practically deserted me and praised him for spelling his name correctly."
"I don't blame you, petite serpent. I understand more than anyone, my brother and I were estranged. And then he disappeared with his soulmate. He is similar to you, I'm afraid." Uncle took Josephine's hand and smiled, the creases in his eyes never fading. The yonng girl knows no one more sincere than Uncle.