Pinned
On a full moon, in a clearing within the woods surrounding Nevermore.
Wednesday: *husky tone* I desire that you treat me like a favored bone.
Wolfed out Enid: *owlish blink*
Wednesday: Please, mi lobita. Do not make me beg.
Wolfed out Enid: *tilts her head this way and that*
Wednesday: *stares expectantly up at Enid*
Wolfed out Enid: *shrugs, opens her fanged maw, and looms closer*
Wednesday: *eagerly prepares to be gnawed upon*
– Twenty minutes later. –
Wolfed out Enid: *proudly trots out of the clearing, leaving behind a loose mound of dirt*
Mound of dirt:
Mound of dirt: *muffled beneath* This is acceptable.
One evening, a certain seer is late to date night.
Wednesday: Mi lobita, my apologies for my tardiness. I was—
Enid: It’s cool, babe. I figure you were held up while getting your sta on.
Wednesday:
Wednesday: Sta?
Enid: Yeah, sta. Short for stab. Kinda like how obvi is short for obviously.
Wednesday: *wrinkles nose in distaste* Enid, stab is already a single syllable. There’s no need to…
Wednesday: *sighs* Nevermind. Now about where I was—
Enid: Did you ki anyone?
Wednesday:
Wednesday: Did I what now?
Enid: *smiles innocently*
Wednesday: *squints* Tell me that wasn’t short for—
Enid: Anyways! Dinner’s a little cold, but the meat’s like so tender that you don’t even need a kni to cu it.
Wednesday:
Wednesday: *eye twitches*
Enid: Seriously! It’s to d for.
Wednesday:
Enid: *cheery smile*
Wednesday: You’re doing this because I’m late, aren’t you?
Enid: Obvi! 💕
Enid: Pfft. Don’t be silly. We’re just friends. Like best friends. Besties!
Bianca: *not at all convinced* Oh really now? That’s all?
Enid: Obvi! See? Friendship bracelets.
Wednesday: *presents her adorned wrist*
Bianca: Uh huh.
Enid: And friendship snoods.
Wednesday: *tugs at her matching garment*
Bianca: What about that? *nods at a suspicious bruise on Wednesday’s neck*
Enid: That’s a uh—friendship mark, of course.
Wednesdays *tilts her chin up to fully reveal the hickey friendship mark, along with a few more*
Bianca: Of course it is.
Enid: *innocent smile*
Wednesday: *flat disinterest*
Bianca: So how about all those noises that Yoko mentioned?
Enid:
Enid: Um. What noises?
Bianca: *knowing smirk* Oh, you know. The ones that penetrate right through thin walls. Especially late at night, when people are trying to sleep.
Enid: 😳
Enid: *clears her throat* That was just um—just… wrestling! Friendship wrestling.
Bianca: Friendship wrestling.
Enid: *sweats* Mm hmm!
Bianca: *is about to throw her hands up in exasperation when she glances at Wednesday*
Bianca: 😳
Wednesday: *in the process of removing her clothes to demonstrate*
Enid: What arOHMYGOD WENDS, NOT RIGHT N—
Yoko: Holy shit. That crazy bitch actually did it.
Bianca: Did what?
Yoko: She filled in the goddamn donut holes.
Bianca:
Bianca: Excuse me?
Yoko: Addams unholed a bunch of donuts!
Bianca: Oh… kay. And this is distressing because?
Yoko: What do you think she used to do the filling?
Bianca: Knowing Addams, I’d say spiders. Or poison. Probably both.
Yoko: I thought so too, but no. It’s so much worse.
Bianca:
Bianca: What’s worse than poisoned spider do—
Enid: OH GAWD I’M SO SORRY I DIDN’T KNOW!
Enid: *runs past sobbing with crumbs all over her mouth*
Yoko/Bianca: 😬😦
Eleven sentient donuts: *angrily roll after Enid while screaming for bloody vengeance*
Bianca:
Bianca: What. In. The. Actual. Fucking. Fuck?
Yoko: Souls, B. Our tiny Dr. Shankenstein filled the holes with souls.
Bianca: 😐
Bianca: 😑
🏃♀️〰️ 〰️ 🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩💨 🧛♀️🤦
Reblogged
Enid: *covered in blood and huge cuts* OH EM GEE WEDNESDAY ARE YOU OKAY?! ARE YOU HURT?! WHERE DID HE TOUCH YOU? OH MY GODS OH MY GODS OH MY-
Yoko: Yo, girl! Shouldn’t you worry about yourself first? You look like you just got out of a-
Enid: SHUT UP YOKO! Wednesday’s clearly injured, I need to carry her to an ambulance RIGHT NOW!!
Wednesday: *standing with one small cut across her head, thinking heavily* … Ah, yes! I am feeling quite woozy from my injuries. I fear that I may not make it all the way to the ambulance- *five feet away* by myself. I am in desperate need of a big strong werewolf to carry me there.
Yoko: Are you fucking kidd-
Enid: *tearing up* OH MY GODS! DON’T WORRY WILLA, I GOTCHU!! *picks Wednesday up with much difficulty due to blood loss, but carries on nonetheless FOR LOVE* HEY!! AMBULANCE PEOPLE!! WE HAVE ANOTHER INJURED PERSON HERE!! SHE NEEDS HELP IMMEDIATELY PLEASE!! 😭😭
Yoko: 😑
Divina: *walks up, purveying the scene*
Divina: *looks back and forth between her girlfriend and the other girls moving away*
Divina: Oh! I’m feeling lightheaded! *holds hand to her head dramatically* I think I might have a concussion! If only there was-
Yoko: *sighs loudly* Shut up, don’t start! C’mere dummy. *picks Divina up with ease*
Divina: *hums happily in her gf’s arms*
End <3
(I feel like this is kinda sloppy but eh, who cares?)
In the ambulance, after it pulls away.
Paramedic 1: Huh. That’s weird.
Paramedic 2: What’s weird?
Paramedic 1: They were all girls, with barely a serious injury between them.
Paramedic 2: So? It happens sometimes.
Paramedic 1: Sure, but I could swear the call included a seriously injured young man.
Paramedic 2: 🤨
– Back at the first location, in a nearby ditch. –
Xavier: *bleeding from multiple grievous wounds* G-Guys? Hello? Is… is anyone there?
Wednesday: *in bed, staring at the ceiling, and deathly silent*
Xavier: *in the same bed, staring at the same ceiling, and looking somewhat nauseous*
Wednesday:
Xavier:
Wednesday:
Xavier:
Wednesday: *pierces the silence* This—
Xavier: *looks nervously over at Wednesday*
Wednesday: —is uniquely disquieting, and not in any enjoyable fashion.
Xavier: Yeah, um— *clears throat* —Yeah.
Wednesday: Given the opportunity, I’d take my finest blade and carve myself a sanguine path, splitting apart flesh and bone alike to make of their thoracic cavity a gaping ruin.
Wednesday: Butchery complete, I would next descend upon that hallowed chamber, burrowing through wet viscera and pulsating veins until I reach their insufferably robust heart.
Wednesday: Then—and only then—would I take my bloody reward, wrapping myself around that wretched organ until it becomes as irrevocably infested as my mind is with thoughts of them.
Wednesday: Is your curiosity sufficiently slaked?
Yoko:
Yoko: *queasily* Uh. Yeah. Sure. Thanks.
Wednesday: *nods curtly and storms away*
Yoko: *waits until Wednesday is well out of ear shot*
Yoko: *glances at the nearby bushes* Soooooo… you catch all that?
Xavier: *gets a little too close* Hey, Wednesday, what’s your favorite eye color?
Wednesday: *opens her mouth to respond*
Enid: *cuts in* Mine.
Xavier: *scowls and looks over* She can answer for her—
Enid: *sharp teeth bared and mouth smeared in arterial red*
Xavier: Ohfuck.
Xavier: *swallows, turns, and scurries away*
Enid: That’s right, bitch.
Wednesday: *eyes the scarlet stains on Enid’s face*
Wednesday: Cherry-flavored Ring Pop?
Enid: Cherry-flavored Ring Pop.
Wednesday/Enid: 🙄😋💕
Enid: Puh-leaaaaaaase?
Wednesday: Absolutely not.
Yoko: *walks up* Sup, you two? Something the matter?
Enid: *sullenly* Hey, Yoko. Wends won’t let me take in a stray.
Wednesday: A stray cat? Perhaps. This creature, however… *shakes her head*
Enid: But it—
Wednesday: Enid, I don’t care that it followed you back from some absurd magical world that bore an uncanny resemblance to a video game you are infatuated with. My answer remains unchanged.
Enid: *pouts*
Yoko: Oh c’mon, Miss Menagerie of Pets. What could be so bad that you won’t—
Wednesday: *points behind Yoko*
Yoko: *turns to see* —ohfuckmewhattheshitisthat?!
Enid: Wednesday, moon of my heart, my ruthless little knifey wifey… I’ve given it a lot of thought, and I want to have kids. With you.
Wednesday: You are truly serious about this?
Enid: As a heart attack.
Wednesday:
Wednesday: *produces a knife*
Enid: What are—
Wednesday: *slices off her right braid*
Enid: Ohmygosh!
Wednesday: *presses the severed braid into Enid’s hand* Plant that in the shade atop an unmarked grave.
Enid:
Enid: What?
Wednesday: Water it with the blood of your enemies for no less than nine months. Their tears will also suffice.
Enid: What?
Wednesday: Should you be satisfied with the result of that one— *strokes her remaining braid* —then we can discuss having another.
Enid:
Enid: What?
Wednesday: Now if you would excuse me, it is my writing hour. *casually walks away*
Enid:
Yoko: Holy shit, Enid. Why the heck would you think crushing on Addams was a good idea?
Enid: Probably because I’m a repressed baby queer with serious mommy issues, for whom the hard-earned attention of a bite-sized ice queen—
Enid: —who also happens to be a total goth snack that gives definite wolf on the streets, lamb in the sheets energy—
Enid: —is like freaking medical-grade catnip to a neurodivergent pussycat.
Yoko:
Enid: Like seriously, how do you keep forgetting this?
Sheriff Galpin: *visibly annoyed* Miss Addams, can you explain why the prime suspect in our outcast harassment investigation, who coincidentally turned himself in just an hour ago—
Sheriff Galpin: —also required immediate medical attention for the two dozen throwing knives embedded in his back?
Wednesday: *flatly nonchalant* He professed an acute interest in acupuncture. I complied.
Sheriff Galpin: *incredulous* Acupuncture.
Wednesday: Yes, acupuncture.
Sheriff Galpin
Sheriff Galpin: *turns to the other student*
Enid: *sheepishly* To be fair, they were all like extremely accurate punctures.
Sheriff Galpin:
Enid: Wends, this is my cousin, Pippa Fitz-Amobi. She’s visiting from the UK. Pip, this is my roommate, Wednesday Addams.
Pip: Wednesday, is it? From Monday’s Child?
Wednesday: *nods* How astute of you. I presume your stepfather is Nigerian?
Pip: *arches an eyebrow* Spot on.
Enid: *claps in delight* I knew it! You’re both into playing detective, so I knew you’d along like a house on fire.
Pip: *eyes Wednesday appraisingly* Lovely and clever, then. It’s a wonder Nid gets any homework done with a brutal little weapon like you around.
Enid: 😦
Wednesday: *stares back intensely* Bold words, but not inaccurate. Judging from the shadow in your eyes, you are no stranger to a touch of violence yourself.
Enid: 😧
Enid: *looks between the girls in growing alarm*
Enid: *worriedly* Are you two sizing each other up, or like checking each other out?
Pip/Wednesday: *simultaneously* Yes.
Enid: 😱‼️