Black friday

Chapter 24 #23 Tone

After chatting with Reid and getting a very hot kiss, Clement and the others stopped going to the Coffin Museum, but found another place with a good view.

Although the start of the trip to Barcelona was not very good, they really had a good time in the next few days, and the weather in Barcelona during those few days was very melancholy and miserable, which was very suitable for Addams' aesthetic.

Clement would occasionally bring a cello case. This time, instead of just letting Wednesday play cool, the three of them switched back and forth, acting as each other's models. Clement would use a sketchbook to write down the incompatible and seemingly speculative feeling between Wednesday and Reid, and would let Wednesday look down at the ants on the ground with her cello case on her back, while Reid would sit next to her and read to her from Fran Kenstein", Thing sometimes wanders around with Clement, and at other times plays with one big and one small.

Neither Wednesday nor Reid had received professional training and did not want to grab Clement's hobbies. They each brought a rented camera and took pictures when they saw what they liked.

Speaking of this trip, what pleased Clement the most is undoubtedly that Reid obviously got along well with Wednesday. Not everyone is interested in listening to the stories told by Wednesday. She prefers to be alone most of the time. It is the kind of story that is not as good as reading by herself. type.

Even better, when they flew back to Quantico, Reid was once again invited by Clement to play in his warehouse.When lunch time came, Clement showed off his skills in the warehouse. He brought to the table a slimy and moving American bullfrog and foie gras made with a unique secret recipe. This is Wednesday's food.

As for Reid's portion, considering that Reid's taste is different from that of his family, Clement specially fried steak and pasta for him, which looks normal and won't move.

Two completely different meals were placed in front of them. Wednesday and Reid, who were sitting face to face, looked at each other. Wednesday pulled his own, but didn't eat right away.

Reid also looked at his steak, waiting for Clement to serve.

Clement came quickly, and his food was naturally the same type as Wednesday, but Clement didn't play tricks on the food this time, those slimy, obscure things were still wriggling, but they couldn't run away anymore.

Clement took the first bite with a spoon, and Reid picked up the knife and fork to cut the steak.

Then, something Clement didn't expect happened.

As soon as Wednesday reached out, the silver spoon was in front of Reid's silver knife.

The spoon and the table knife are both heavy and heavy things, and there will be a crisp sound when the two sides collide.

Clement looked up, wondering, "What's wrong?"

Reid put down his knife and fork and asked, "Do you want a steak?"

It was because Reid didn't understand the dining culture of Addams's family that he asked this question, but Clement knew very well that Wednesday didn't like this kind of food.

Sure enough, Wednesday shook his head.

Both Reid and Clement put down the tableware in their hands, sat upright and looked at Wednesday, waiting for the little girl to express her opinion.

Wednesday took back her silver ladle, which was fine, but to their bewilderment, Wednesday also took Reid's plate of steak with her.

Wednesday put the steak in front of him, and then pushed his food to the opposite side with a skill, and said flatly, "Exchange."

Reid looked at Clement with a confused face. He was lucky that Clement was sitting next to him, so he could lean over and whisper to him: "What did you want to say on Wednesday?"

Clement: "Uh..."

Clement thought about it and had an idea: "Wednesday, do you mean to share your food with Spencer?"

Wednesday: "Yes."

Wednesday poked the steak she bought with a silver fork, looked up at the two adults and said, "I want to share food with Spencer."

It really is. The corner of Clement's mouth curled up, and he turned to Reid and said, "Spencer, do you want to eat?"

Thinking of the coffin museum incident, he added: "You don't have to force it."

Reid only thought for a moment, then said with a brisk smile, "No, no."

Reid met Wednesday's expressionless face, and a few seconds later, he tentatively picked up the ladle that Wednesday handed him, and scooped up a spoonful of the goo.

"Just as long as you are happy." Clement said, the people he likes get close to their relatives is a picture he likes to see, so naturally he won't destroy it.

Not only did Clement not interrupt their communication, but he was also amused by Reid's expression of heroism and joy, and said: "This is the food that combines my craftsmanship and Wednesday's heart. Come and try it!"

Reid didn't think much, and took the spoon in his mouth.

The Addams siblings looked at him expectantly and asked at the same time, "How?"

Reid opened his mouth: "Well..."

Reid frowned slightly and said: "It's like popping candy, they dance on my tongue, it seems to have a bubble-type reaction, it melts quickly, and it smells strange."

Clement asked: "Is it delicious?"

Wednesday asked: "Do you like it?"

Both the big and the small have exquisite and beautiful appearances. Although Reid is not a person who looks at faces, he also has a heart for beauty, and he can't help showing embarrassment to these two faces-he will never be fierce to others.

Reid said with a smile: "It's delicious, I like it, it's a dish that will bring surprises."

Clement and Wednesday are high fives: "Yeah!"

It's a pity that Thing went to lunch break, otherwise it would be three hands clapping.

Before lunch was finished, Clement was very happy that Reid liked their food, but he was also worried that Wednesday would not be used to steak, so he asked, "Do you want me to make a new meal for Wednesday?"

Wednesday said: "No."

With that bitter face on her face, she cut a piece of steak into the mouth bitterly, "It's agreed to exchange food."

Clement: "Then go for it."

Wednesday nodded heavily.

Clement and Reid both smiled.

Neither Clement nor Wednesday like to take a nap after dinner, and Reid does whatever he pleases, playing other things with them.

Clement said: "The polymer clay you played with when you first came here is still sealed in there, and you can take it out if you want to play with it."

Reid was a little moved.

Wednesday said: "You haven't finished reading this book."

She spread out the "Frankenstein" in her hand for the two to read.

Wednesday is not a girl who is very good at acting like a baby. Her likes and desires are restrained and polite.

For example, if Wednesday is curious about Reid, she will not approach Reid in action, but will just stand in a corner of the room and watch him silently.But Wednesday is very flexible. Once she accepts Reid's identity as Bigcousin's partner, she will judge whether to make friends with Reid according to her own preferences and talents.

It can be said that she is a very respectful little girl.

After hearing what Wednesday said, Reid gave Clement a look, which meant that he wanted to read a book with Wednesday.

Clement said, "It's up to you, it's fine."

The three of them shifted from the dining table to the sofa in the lounge.

Clement's sleeping things were put away during the day, and the curtains were pulled up a little to let the light from the outside penetrate in so that they wouldn't be able to read the text clearly.

The three of them sat side by side on the sectional sofa, Clement was half lying and half leaning on the backrest, his eyes were downcast and his eyes were empty, as if he took Reid's reading voice as a lullaby.

Of course, Reid and Wednesday's reading together is not one side reading and one side listening, and the two of them will also talk softly about the plot of the story. Wednesday's knowledge is not as much as Dr. Reid's, but he knows a lot of side knowledge. The two talked a lot about the science and magic of Frankenstein's human creation in "Frankenstein".

"He must have used black magic," Wednesday said. "Bringing the damned back to life, bringing twisted monsters to life, that's what black magic is for."

Reid said: "Frankenstein is a genius in natural biology. You can't guarantee that he didn't discover the mysteries of the human soul, life and death from the natural biology he learned."

Wednesday dubiously said: "But I have never heard of a natural science professor creating such a legend."

Reid is also not sure: "He was still obsessed with the dreams of those alchemists, and it can't be said that the methods he used are completely scientific..."

Wednesday imitated his elder cousin and tilted his head: "Then let's read the next paragraph."

They read the next paragraph and saw Frankenstein being scared away by the resurrected monster, seeing Frankenstein worrying all day long, having no interest in eating and drinking, and being unhappy, seeing him walk out of the quagmire and return to his hometown with the encouragement of his best friends... When a brother in his hometown is murdered and his loyal maid is captured, Frankenstein decides without a second thought that the monster he glimpsed is the real murderer.

Reid pursed his lips tightly, and said: "He is too arbitrary, how can he slander others as a murderer without evidence? He doesn't pay attention to the lessons learned by Justin, the maid, and only knows to indulge in his own panic."

Seeing him like this, Wednesday asked curiously, "Didn't the younger brother be killed by a monster?"

Reid, who had read the full text earlier, said: "It's a monster. But Frankenstein didn't know it, he didn't have the ability to predict the situation, he had no evidence, no logic, he just saw the monster, and he put the crime in place." on him."

Agent Reid, who works for the FBI, was dissatisfied: "This is wrong, and it is extremely easy to determine unjust, false and wrongly decided cases."

Wednesday: "Ah."

"Is fairness and impartiality guaranteed by cumbersome rules?" Wednesday said.

Reid: "Yes."

Wednesday's conclusion: "Trouble."

Reid: "The world needs order."

Wednesday: "We don't need to."

Reid: "Because you are a little witch who does not belong to the world."

Clement, who seemed to be asleep but was not, said, "I don't need it either."

Reid said: "You have Miss Carmen working for you, you just have to enjoy yourself before going down."

Clement said no, "It's true that Carmen will take care of the chores for me, but I don't need to care about those rules."

Reid: "..."

Clement reminded him: "Just like your BAU, aren't you looking for common patterns among serial killers, and then cracking them down?"

Reid mused.

Wednesday said: "What are you still thinking, why don't you exaggerate your cousin?"

Wednesday: "You should be like glue, inseparable in life and death, with honey in your mouth and sword in your belly..."

Clement: "The last word is sweet talk."

Corrected Wednesday: "And sweet talk."

Clement stared at Reid with a smile in his eyes.

Reid: "..."

Reid blushed helplessly: "You can just say it...you are all dark wizards who don't belong to the world."

Half-jokingly, he praised the lovers who had established a relationship with words that are despised by ordinary people: "Your evil is as deceptive as your person, you are like a spider, lurking and hunting, and you are as beautiful as it, and your thrilling sense of threat is also beautiful." Like him."

Clement replied contentedly: "You are so cute Spencer."

Wednesday sat between the two of them, ignoring any embarrassing lightbulbs, and continued the previous thread: "I decided to hate Frankenstein."

Reid's ears turned red, and he said, "Uh...I hate him too."

He calmed down and said, "Since Frankenstein created the monster, he should be responsible for his own creation, instead of being selfish and trying to erase the connection between the two of them."

Wednesday said: "I still like monsters, why does he have to live with humans? If he comes to me, I will definitely entertain him."

Reid also smiled: "If he meets you, any of the Addams, then his future will never be reduced to that situation."

"He might still be friends with Lurch," Wednesday said.

She counted the similarities between the two sides one by one: "They are all the same large, awkward, disproportionate body parts, webbed palms, and the color and texture of skin are as beautiful as mummies."

"Besides, the eldest cousin also said that Lurch was summoned by his ancestors. Could Spencer and the others be alone?"

Reid supported the red book with two fingers, and said, "I don't know either, have you asked Clement?"

Clement raised his finger: "Idon't know."

Wednesday: "Hmm..."

Clement pointed out her mistake: "You're embarrassing Spencer, he hasn't seen Lurch yet, how can he imagine Lurch's origin out of thin air."

Wednesday: "Understood."

She went to see Reid: "Lurch will come to pick me up in two days, and you will see him then."

Reid inexplicably understood why Wednesday was so affectionate to him these days, the little girl was going home soon.

He grabbed the book and smiled silly: "I'm looking forward to it."

Looking forward to meeting Clement's family.

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