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The soft glow of the sun gave a pleasant soft yellow hue to the room as the boy who looked not older than 12 was working on something he was surrounded by bottle of chemicals and there was glue and wire at first glance you world think he was just making a mess but if you were to observe closer you could see he had tears in this dark hazel eyes and with a look of grief and determination. The closer you get the more clearly you can read the bottle reading, formaldehyde, alcohol and other things used to pervasive something which was once living and as this conclusion you glance at his hand and see a jar with a perfectly preserved with love and meticulous care was a tarantula with a unique skull shape on its thorax. The jar was labeled with the name Necros. scorpius. Galpin in neat hand writing as well as details of death and species.
The boy in question was a young boy named Asher Tyler Galpin, he had dark brown hair and dark eyes thou they had flecks of green, he was a pail tan though that was from lack of sun, he was the only child of Wednesday Addams from her short courtship with his father Tyler Galpin also known as the monster in the woods outside of nevermore academy. Though he had no knowledge of this fact since he's been on the run since they were in school.
The boy had just finished his project is pet tarantula passed, it was a gift from his uncle Pugsley's friend, the boy was sad about his pet though he new crying would do nothing to help him at least that's what his mother said, he was always the emotional type much to every one amazement since his mother was as emotionless as a statue he knew she cared in her own way you just had to read her eyes, people speculated the boys father since every once assumed he took his mothers name and that was for the best.
It was some time after that the boy ventured outside of his grandparents' manor to explore the woods just outside the ancestral grave yard. He was tapping into the inner monster inside himself though he could not transform into a hyde he still had impeccable hearing and sense of smell and slightly faster than most in his age group. As he was wondering he caught the sent of blood and could almost hear the sound of bones braking and shifting witch are sighs of either a shifter like a werewolf, and being an addams by blood he is naturally curious so to potential danger so he follows the sent but when he finally found where the sent was strongest he froze since what he saw should be impossible because standing hunched over coughing was a man with a dirty trench coat wrapped around himself but what made Asher stop was the fact that from his angle the man looked like and older version of himself though the hair was lighter than his.
“Hello” the boy said with the same tone he learned from his mother though he only used it with strangers. The stranger turns with a yelp of shock. I smile slightly since I always found it funny when I scared someone by sneaking up on them.
The man went to say something but stopped once he caught a familiar scent he hasn't smelled since he was 17. “Who are you?” he said in a deep and raw tone.
“Asher” the boy said simply since he was expected to never give his full name mostly because people already figured he was some sort of addams family relation. “You smell like formaldehyde and grave dirt,” the man said, almost curious. “My pet tarantula died so I preserved it in a jar early on and I was helping my mother with digging a grave for my uncle …. He took her favorite book of creatures yesterday” the boy said loosely like his father his mom would scold.
“Who's your mom … y-you smell familiar” the man said as he listened and the more he learned the more he started to guess, and the more he looked at the boy the more he noticed his features.
“Why” the boy said, scenting the air again trying to figure out why now that he was closer to the man did he smell like the old jacket mother had hidden in her closet. And “why do you look like me?” Asher said, stepping closer to the man.
“Y-you smell like her” Asher heard him mumble softly “you know my mother” he said ‘eyes lighting up similar to how his own would’ the man thought
“I-is your name Tyler Galpin” the boy asked, his tone different then before it sounded almost hopeful.
“Yes, why?” the man said, looking at the boy, his guard down slightly as he saw the look in his eyes of pure hope which was weird since he wreaked of addams.
“O-oh my god” the boyes eyes weld with tears “mother thought you died by now with no master” the boy ran up to him and hugged his middle tightly a stronger gripe then the average 12 year old should have.
This startled Tyler though on instinct he held him back “what do you mean” Tyler was confused since the only addams that knew him was ... .was wednesday but the boy said mom which only ment. “Wednesdays your mom”
He looked at the child, almost jealous, thinking she moved on without him.
“ dad” Asher mumbled into where his face was tucked. “My name's Asher Tyler Galpin,” the boy said, looking up at him.
Tyler froze in shock as he processed the words tears weld in his eyes, “i-i have a son” he held the boy tighter as the thought of the last time he and wednesday were together it was at the gala before pugsley got taken my issac.
Asher was crying openly now as he held onto his father as he comes to terms with the fact he no longer has to mourn for what coiled have been and stop his resentment toward the other school children, Tyler was in a state of shock as he comes to terms with the fact he had a child let alone that the child even knew who he was or the fact Wednesday even kept a reminder of him a child with whom was most likely also burdened with his power, at this though he looked down at the boy.
“D-do you-” Tyler tried to ask but didn't know how though it seemed the boy knew what he was trying to say. “ no i haven't been unlocked i do have better seances then most though but mother has made me be very thorough research on hydes though just in case and to make sure i don't get turned into a slaved monster to a mad women as she likes to put it” Asher said looking up at his father tears still there though not as potent. Tyler laughed slightly at hearing this knowing who she was referring to. “ sounds like something Wen would say” he said softly, still having never gotten over her even after all this time apart.
Asher continued to look up at Tyler with amazement and wonder, stepping back only slightly he grabbed his fathers hand and began to lead him to the manor “ w-wait where are we going” tyler asked startled by the boys grip strength as well as how small his hand was compared to his own.
“I'm taking you home mother should be back by now. She wanted to pick up a head stone for necro. " " I doubt she will be thrilled to see me, "Tyler said as he limped after Asher. This caused him to stop and turn to Tyler.
“ I mean probably but I don't care. All I've wanted since I could understand was to have a dad like the other kids , and to understand why mom will hardly look at me sometimes whenever I so much as smile even slightly in her presence. And I doubt she will mind given I think she has one of your jackets in her closet hidden in a box of the stuff she had when she was in school given that it kinda smells like you from what I can tell since you smell so familiar to it” Asher ranted looking up at his father tears in his eyes slightly.
On instinct Tyler hugged the boy to his body, understanding slightly remembering when he was young and his mom was ‘dead’. “However she reacts I'm not going anywhere ok, i already missed 12 years your life ill be damned if i miss any more.” Asher whimpered into the hug feeling an overwhelming almost kind of comfort he was rarely given except from his grandparents. Tyler held the boy tight; he could smell Wednesday's perfume on him. He was almost shocked it was the same scent she wore when she first met him at the weathervane asking for a ride out of town. At this thought Tyler holds his son a little tighter before letting go.
“Come on, let's go see your mother,” Tyler said to the boy feeling a warm feeling in his chest similar to when he would feel whenever he thought of Wednesday in his youth. The walk was not as far as he expected, realizing how close he was now that they finally made it to what honestly looked like a haunted house you'd see in an old horror movie, though it was also not a surprise in the slightest, they were in the grave yard next an old head stone with the name ‘nero’ written on it above a scorpion carving. “That was mothers pet. He was murdered by some nominees when she was little,” Asher said sadly. I simply nodded my head, feeling bad for the little creature. And just then i turn slightly feeling eyes on me is when i see her she look just as she did almost twelve years ago though her hair was no longer in twin braids now instead it was one looped into a bun pinned to her head, she also looked a little taller even with her platforms she's wearing a simple black dress. I swallow the lump in my throat.
“Hey Wednesday" I said softly almost like a whisper, asher was watching the exchange silently, noticing his mothers hands shake ever so slightly. “Tyler, didn't think you'd be alive” Wednesday said her tone flat like usual though tyler could tell off the bat it was different it almost sounded relieved "there's been a couple close calls” tyler said stepping closer, “though im tougher then i look” he said softly once they were only a foot apart.
“I do remember” she said looking up at him she was softer then he remembered probably due to time and having Asher."I see you've met Asher” she said, glancing at her son. “Oh yea scared the crap out of me at first though i should have guessed anyone who can sneak up on me so easily had to be from you” tyler said to her almost fondly, Wednesday's lips turned up slightly at the ends at this. “You always have a terrible habit of not being alert.” Tyler smirked softly. “You were always the brains of our little duo” he said looking at all the details of her face, noticing some old scars he remembers and some new ones.
“You are still getting told what to do by amercure masters” she said looking into his eyes seeing any trays of this. “Nope, I haven't had a master since i was 17 after … After my mother died I got taken to a camp for hydes no one had a master, we governed ourselves and each other, "Tyler explained. “ So what brought you to New Jersey” Wednesday questioned, Tyler looked a little embarrassed now. “I-i uh actually was looking for you” he admitted freely looking her in the eyes. Asher was watching this looking amazed at the way they looked and acted. He'd never seen his mother look so soft in her own way, and finding out his father came all this way just for her was so romantic.
“God i've missed you so much” tyler said just barely over a whisper as he hesitantly cupped her face and surprisingly she let him her eyes fluttering slightly at the touch. “I'll admit…I missed you as well” she confessed, never breaking their eyes. Asher watched in awe having never seen his mother so out worldly soft “ so dose this mean i have a dad now” Asher said suddenly with excitement and hope in his eyes, this caused the two adults to look at him tyler look into Wednesday's eyes almost pleading once he remembered Asher's presence “of course" she said with no hesitancy in her tone as she gazed at the two no longer feeling the sense of emptiness she usually got when looking at her child's smile since now she once again had the original , as she watches asher jump into Tyler's arms and tyler even with no practice or real connection to the child other than blood held onto him just as tight and happy. The small family held the funeral for the lost pet, though after they coiled they were seen taking a car back to their home and to Tyler he finally has what he wants and this time no master will ever get in the way again.