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angelltheninth · 1 year

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The Shiver of Something New

Pairing: Wednesday Addams x Enid Sinclair

Tags: fluff, established relationship, cuddles, sharing a bed, kissing, purring/growling, school break, Enid being a cuddly and affectionate, Wednesday is touch-starved

Word count: 1.4k

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A/N: Took me a bit but I'm back with Wenclair goodness.

“How long do you plan on standing there?” Enid straightened up under Wednesday’s gaze, clutching her pink duffel bag in her hands, just standing awkwardly in the hallway, right in front of Wednesday’s bedroom door. For over 5 minutes now.

Wednesday had already unpacked and was looking at her girlfriend with her arms crossed and one eyebrow raised.

“I was under the impression that only vampires needed permission to enter.” Enid gulped, feeling very much put on the spot here. It was one thing to spend summer break at Wednesday’s house, she’d already met her family, but it was another to spend it sleeping in Wednesday’s bedroom.

Yes, they’ve been roommates for over 2 years now but they’d only been girlfriends for half a year, after much dancing around the issue until Wednesday broke the ice. It was utterly embarrassing, after all planning that Enid had done to make Wednesday swoon, she had been the one left blushing and nodding along to the invitation to a date.

And... she was still not moving was she? She steeled herself and took one determined step, the most determined step of her life even. She did it, she was standing in her girlfriend’s bedroom. A very... dreary and gloomy one.

Luckily there weren’t actual torture devices scattered around, “They had been moved into the... basement.” Or so Pugsly had told her. The slight pause made the little hairs on Enid’s neck stand on end.

“This is the first time I’m having another person in my room. Alive.” Oh. Oh... that sure was comforting.

“At least I’m the exception.” Enid threw her a toothy smile, as she walked towards the big closet, “No traps in there right?” Wednesday shook her head, slowly shutting and locking the bedroom door. “Uhm... why... why did you lock it?”

“Because my parents told me to leave it wide open.” There was the slightest hint of an amused victory in Wednesday’s voice before it turned monotone, “Make yourself comfortable. Take whichever side you prefer, there’s more then enough space for us both.” There was, it didn’t make Enid any less nervous about sharing the bed. They had done so before, a few times when they had fallen asleep against each other at Nevermore.

But good lord give her a break!

Sharing a bed, Wednesday’s bed, for weeks. Her girlfriend. Sleeping next to her. Holding her close. Waking up to her every day. Feeling her cuddle up. How could she do anything less then freak out about this situation. When she accepted the invitation Enid had assumed she would have her own room, yet Wednesday insisted that she room with her. Funny coming the girl who was so against having a roommate when they first met.

“Oh! You never actually had a sleepover right?” She had to change her train of thought or else she was going to combust right there on the spot, “I’ve had plenty at Nevermore, home too, there’s a lot of fun games I wanna show-”

Enid almost bit her tongue off when she turned around to see Wednesday with her shirt half way up her stomach.

“Oh my god! Y-!” Enid covered her eyes, careful not to scratch them out in her haste as she turned around, her face turning a similar shade to her sweater, “What are you doing?!” Her voice was entirely too high pitched for Wednesday’s liking.

“Changing.” Wednesday replied without a hint of shame, “Knowing my family they already planned out entire summer break. And it starts tomorrow. We need to make sure to get a good amount of sleep. Especially you.”

“Y-Yeah but... why are you changing in front of me? Aren’t you embarrassed?” Enid sure was, burning hot from it too.

“Why? We changed in front of each other at Nevermore all the time. How is this any different?”

Enid took a deep breath to calm her racing heart, her hands lowering to grab at the end of her sweater, “But I’m your girlfriend now. It’s different. And more then that, we’re in your bedroom, with the door locked.” She tried to make her point clear, hoping that Wednesday would understand the meaning of her actions.

After a few moments she heard, “Ah. I understand. I assure you that is the last thing on my mind.” Somehow that made Enid feel worse. The last thing? Well that was a blow to her confidence. “Would it make you feel better if the door was open?”

“Yes. No. Maybe? But I don’t want... and your parents, I don’t want them to get the wrong idea...” This was going really, really badly. “Don’t you want me?” And it just got worse. “Stupid. Just tell her every single one of your insecurities, bet she’ll think it’s real attractive.” Enid shut her eyes tight, her wolf ears popping out and pinning against her head before she could stop them.

The silence in the room dragged on, accompanied only by the occasional shuffling of clothes as Wednesday finished getting dressed for bed. It was possible that she didn’t hear what Enid asked, if so thank god.

“I always want you cara mia.” Oh right. God hates her.

Enid once again stiffened as she felt Wednesday’s arms wrap around her from behind, her forehead pressed into her neck,

“If I didn’t want you here I wouldn’t have asked you to come. And I certainly would not have allowed you to step into my room.” This was a huge leap for someone like Wednesday, a show of her trust, sharing a bit of herself with Enid, allowing her to be in her personal space. “As for the other thing...” Her cold lips made contact with the back of Enid’s neck, making the werewolf yelp in surprise.

“Wait! I didn’t mean-” Enid turned around to face her girlfriend only to be pulled into a kiss as passionate as Wednesday’s love for murder. Which was to say very. They had rarely shared kisses so intense, mostly keeping it chaste and sweet, absolutely fairy tail like.

Wednesday pushed forward, her hands on Enid’s shoulders as she sat her down on the edge of the bed and settled in her lap, “I don’t believe you realize just how... cute you are Enid.” Her nimble, still cold fingers traveled to press themselves against Enid’s scars, “Only a fool would not want you. Do you think me a fool?”

“N-no. Never.” She had very little control of her voice right now, hell of her entire body, she had to stop herself before she dug her claws into the sheets. Although somehow she felt that it would only add to the already horror-esc character of the room.

“Very good. That being said I also have no desire for that level of intimacy right now. A little early don’t you think so?” It was a good thing she wasn’t anything like her parents who couldn’t keep their hands off each other even if it almost got them killed on more then one occasion.

“Early. Yeah. I’m sorry. You just surprised me. Usually when people do things like this they, well you know.” Enid blushed all over again, looking at the very neatly arranged pillows rather then her girlfriend’s face.

“Yes. I apologize. I have not given that the thought. Rest assured I have no desire to have intercourse with you.” Was this a new killing strategy that Wednesday had developed? “Not any time soon anyway.”

That... was not so bad, “Really?” Enid’s ears perked back up, her eyes wide and a little smile on the corner of her lips. “That’s good. Oh wow. I thought you... not that we ever have to of course! But I’d like to. One day! In the future!”

“Enid.” Wednesday cupped Enid’s face.

“Willa?” Perhaps she was a little too enthusiastic about it.

“Don’t make me reconsider this.” This was Enid’s cue to stop talking and get to kissing and cuddling. She’d always been good at those according to Wednesday.

If only it could make her sleep easier knowing that. If only she wasn’t as stiff as Wednesday, who lay with her arms perfectly pinned by her side. It was a miracle she could sleep in that position. But Enid sure as hell couldn’t. So really... Enid cuddling up to her was Wednesday’s fault, she knew Enid would take every opportunity to do so and make her cuddles Wednesday’s problem. One she had no desire whatsoever to get rid off.

#wednesday #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wenclair

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swiftsaltsweet · 1 year

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Wednesday Season 2: Hyde in the Shadows (Fanfic)

Episode 1A: Woe-fore art thou Wednesday?

Characters: Wednesday and Enid (ft returning chars and new OCs)

Pairing: Wenclair

Important info: VERY Slow Burn, Canon Compliant (with season 1), read A/N For more details on everything.

Summary: Stalking, murders, troubling visions, sins of the past, and a little bit of kidnapping. Wednesday's start of the second semester isn't a normal one, but when is her life ever "normal?" Wednesday has new mysteries to solve and catastrophes prevent, with the help of her overly enthusiastic roommate Enid, she just has to deal with some annoying relatives first.

Other Sites: AO3 and Fanfic.net

A/N: Can't wait for S2 so I'll make my own. Gonna try to keep it as canon compliant from Season 1 as I can. For those who care about ships, I do have plans for Wenclair but I hope you like a crock pot slow cooker cause that's what you're getting babes. You'll obvie have to deal with Ajax/Enid having/had feelings for each other (as well as me dealing/resolving the rest of this accursed love pentagon XP), again I'm being canon compliant. And that also means me trying to pace it more like the TV show (so enjoy my "episode" format).

Oh yeah OC warning, cause like…I kinda have to? It's not like we have a lot of characters and we'll need new people for new things. XP

Didn't know I'd be publishing it roughly right when Netflix announced S2! Was going to publish this when I knew I got ep 2 done but eh, que sera sera.

Anyway, not beta read, we'll live or die by my disembodied hands! ;w;/

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It was a cold late-January day, the last of the students were bustling through the gates of Nevermore, excited for the new school semester to come. Students said their goodbyes to their families, some more hastily than others. One such student was Enid Sinclair, a late bloomer werewolf at Nevermore.

"Ok sweetie, chin up, fangs on, claws out!" Enid's mother adjusted the collar of Enid's clothes.

"C'mon give us a growl," Enid's four older brothers howled.

Enid groaned inwardly, shooting her claws out and making a 'rawring' motion with them, "Grrr…." She attempted to growl, but only exceeded with placid enthusiasm.

She was a bright and cheerful girl who never, or at least usually, let anything hold her back…. even if said things were her older brothers and overbearing mother. Again, usually.

"Oh, you can do better than that!" her mother scoffed, rapping Enid's shoulder lightly, "Well…. never mind. I've learned to tamper my expectations." She then patted down Enid's newly long bangs, making sure it framed and covered the left side of her daughter's face just right.

Enid held back from rolling her eyes. She just needed to last a few more seconds and she could finally be free.

"Now you listen here, it's a new start of the new year, a lot can change! A lot changed last year, so-" Enid just nodded her head to whatever her mother was saying. It was probably something Enid heard a thousand times over the winter vacation anyway.

And did Enid have a very long winter vacation, both in a metaphorical sense and literal. Everyone at Nevermore had an early vacation due to the events that happened last year. Where there was a mass murderer running around, one of their teachers turned on them, had their principal killed, and summoned a racist pilgrim ghost. Understandably, the school closed its gates on the semester early so it could get itself sorted for the next year.

But Enid's break felt extra-long, possibly because of how much she had to spend with her family. Not that she didn't love her family, but they could really get under her fur at times. It didn't help much that all her friends were busy that winter.

She tried seeing if she could visit Yoko, one of Enid's closest friends who happened to be a vampire. Sadly, she was spending her break with family. It was a pilgrimage to the birthlands of her people. Enid was interested to hear the details of their trip but became squeamish when she realized one location involved people being pierced through with spikes.

The only person she was able to visit was her boyfriend, Ajax, a gorgon. Which would've been nice if not for her mother's judgmental attitude the whole time. Plus, she really wanted to spend some girl time with her other friends.

Enid easily ran through her vast list of friends, but all of them were busy, either for personal reasons or their families had taken advantage of the extra-long time off to spend as much time with their children before they shipped them back off to the boarding school for outcasts.

Enid's last remaining hope had been Wednesday Addams, her new bestie and roomie at Nevermore. They had a rocky start to their friendship, but Enid knew they totes got closer over the time they spent at school.

It was hard to describe Wednesday Addams, she was a peculiar person. She was a girl with a tongue as sharp as a knife and a personality as dark as the black clothes she wore; with a penchant for visions and detestable morbid hobbies, and a strange, detached hand as a….. pet? No, more like a family member. Enid still wasn't sure how Wednesday's disembodied hand, named Thing, was related to her family, but he had become a close companion to Enid as well.

She and Wednesday (and Thing) had been in close correspondence throughout the winter break, via letters. Despite another student at the school, Xavier, having gifted Wednesday a cellphone at the end of the school year previously. Wednesday was adamant to not use it, and insisted they only talk through letters. It was a bit archaic, but it was sweet in its own way. Enid's only issue is that Wednesday wouldn't come visit her. Nor would she let Enid come visit her own house.

Of course, Enid was dejected she couldn't spend time with them, but she respected Wednesday's boundaries. When Wednesday said "no" she meant it, and if you didn't listen, you'd probably wake up with one less finger on your hand.

And so, Enid's very long winter break was now over. She was able to see her friends again!

Enid wrapped up her goodbyes with her parents and brothers, hugging her father, dodging her brother's roughhousing, and ignoring her mother's final jabs of disapproval for something or other; and quickly ran into the school, keeping an eye out for her friends as she passed by. She made her way up to her dorm room, but was met with emptiness, sans her luggage.

Enid thought that Wednesday might be in, since it had been a few hours since she and her family had brought her bags up and gone out to eat. But it appeared that wasn't the case.

She sighed, and quickly turned out of the room and ran downstairs, keeping an eye out for anyone she knew, craving some kind of "human" interaction that she didn't share blood with. Still no one. She soon found herself at the foot of Edgar Allen Poe's statue, and an idea popped into her head. She looked around the corridor, and upon seeing no one there, snapped her fingers twice. A secret passage soon opened before her, and she quickly went through.

"There's too many people," Enid heard a regal voice complaining as she descended the stairs, it was Bianca, a siren and Queen Bee of Nevermore.

"I thought you loved the people's adoration!" a sarcastic voice rang out, it was Xavier, a psychic and King of Nevermore, "Isn't it the more the better?" The smirk he wore quickly flashed away after Bianca flicked his forehead.

"So, this is where you guys were hiding away," Enid announced as she bounced off the last step.

"Having a secret hideout does have its advantages," a nervous chuckle came from around the corner, it was Ajax.

Enid blushed and gave Ajax a hug before crossing to the other side of the room to stand near another siren and friend, Divina, "Sooooo, why are you guys hiding down here?"

"Like I said, 'Too many people,'" Bianca waved her hand lazily above her head, addressing the ceiling and the muffled kerfuffle above them, "The dorms are too crowded and noisy with everyone going to and fro. It's just easier to hide out here for the next few hours."

"Ah I see," Enid looked around the secret room, a special hideout for a club called the "Nightshades," just a place where a bunch of popular kids decided to hang out. Xavier, Bianca, Ajax, and the two siren twins, Kent and Divina, were there, but one last prominent member was missing, "Has Yoko not arrived yet?"

Divina pushed her lips and shook her head, "Nope, haven't seen her, but then again we've been down here this whole time."

"Weird, Wednesday isn't here either."

Enid began to ponder if the two goth girls were being held up by their families. Yoko could still be on her trip, and Wednesday….. Well, Wednesday once akin her parents holding her up to a boa constrictor slowly choking you….. but without the adrenaline rush. Enid assumed she meant that as a bad thing, but it was hard to tell with Wednesday sometimes.

Time passed in the chamber as the group of teens caught up. Many diving into detail about their break, and some not so much. The jovial atmosphere was soon disturbed with frantic running and crashing down the stairs.

"Yoko!" Divina exclaimed, rushing over to help her girlfriend up after falling from her frantic sprint, "What's the matter? What's going on?"

"It's Wednesday," Yoko gasped between breaths. Seeing the ever-coolheaded Yoko frantic made everyone feel on edge.

"What the matter? Did something happen?" Enid exclaimed, rushing over to Yoko.

"I-I-I don't know! Yes? No? She's-oh just- Enid! Follow me!" Yoko quickly turned back around and sprinted up the stairs, the Nightshade club and Enid hot on her tails.

Soon they arrived at a familiar place, the door to Yoko's dorm room. Was Wednesday in there? Why was she there? Has she ever been into Yoko's room before? Did Wednesday trash her room? Was someone dead? These questions swirled in everyone's heads, but especially Enid as she was close to both girls.

But before anyone could voice these questions to Yoko, she just opened the door, "Look!"

And so the group gazed upon Yoko's room and found it….. normal. Painfully normal, almost normie kind of normal. It was not something you would think would warrant Yoko's reaction.

"Um, Yoko, what are we supposed to be looking at?" Bianca said.

"Don't you see? Look!" Yoko spluttered, wound up and fearful.

Another look at the room. All the group saw was a normal dorm room. On one side, clearly Yoko's from the mixture of Harajuku fashion and gothic vampire horror, and her coffin lying in the corner of the room; and on the other side, light pink decorations adorned with a new roommate. Also dressed in pink. She sat on her laptop, not facing the group, typing on her computer like she didn't have a care in the world. The only real odd thing were the two dolls on her dresser, one was headless and the other was of a girl with an ax.

But that was all there was to it, it was a normal dorm room. Just one side was more gothic, and the other more typical girly. It almost reminded Enid of her own dorm room with Wednesday, with Enid being the colorful side, and Wednesday's side looking like something you'd find in a cemetery.

"Um, Yoko, I'm not sure what we're supposed to be seeing….." Enid trailed off. She was starting to worry for Yoko's wellbeing and feared she might be bothering Yoko's new roommate.

Yoko turned to Enid and pointed an accusing finger at her new roommate.

"It's that! That's the issue here! Do something Enid!"

Enid was shocked by how rude Yoko was being towards her new roommate by calling her 'that,' but also….. why was it something Enid had to do?

"I don't think I understand what's going on here Yoko, but don't you think you're being a bit rude to your roommate?"

"She's not my roommate, she's yours. Please collect her! She's scaring me!" yelled louder, now pushing Enid towards the other side of the room towards the pink cladded girl.

Everyone looked at Yoko stunned; she must've lost her mind.

"C'mon Yoko!" Enid laughed nervously, "Wednesday's my roommate, remember? There's no way she would get that close to the color pink. She hates color! She's even allergic, her skin will peel off she ever came in contact wit-"

"Hm? What's all this commotion?" a familiar voice chirped.

A chill ran down everyone's spine, it was a familiar voice, but it was off. It was too chipper, too nice sounding to be who they thought it was.

Everyone's eyes followed to where the voice was coming from and stopped at the girl with the laptop. The girl stood up, revealing a cute pink dress, and turned around.

A scream of horror was stuck in everyone's throat.

"What brings you all over?" Wednesday Addams, dressed in pink, smiled and asked the group.

***~***

Nevermore' s dorm walls were wracked with screams of horror, as Kent ran down the halls to get as far away from Yoko's room as physically possible. His twin sister would've followed, if she didn't stay to catch an almost fainting Yoko.

Everyone took a large step back in horror, everyone except for Enid, as she was more stunned than horrified.

The reason for such an adverse reaction was because…. Wednesday Addams did not smile. She did not wear pink, did not blush, did not curtsey, did not hold any glee in her darkened soul of a body. In any normal circumstance, if Wednesday Addams were to smile, it would mean someone was close to meeting a very undesirable fate, one worse than death.

There was only one person in this academy that was able to handle the very dark and dreary, the kooky, mysterious and spooky Wednesday Addams, and that was her roommate Enid. She had grown accustomed to her strange roommate, and so this reveal didn't not scare her as much as it surprised her.

She was almost a little annoyed, because really? If Wednesday was going to become more colorful, she could've at least asked Enid for some advice! This was exactly the kind of girl bonding time she so desperately wanted with Wednesday, and yet again she was left out of it.

Because of this minor slight, Enid couldn't help but feel a bit miffed with her next words.

"Wednesday, what are you doing?" Enid huffed, unafraid of the ex-goth girl.

Wednesday looked confused and a bit taken aback, "Um…. surfing the web?"

"The web? Like with a spider?"

"No, like with a computer," Wednesday looked at Enid with the sympathy you would give a head trauma victim, before gesturing over at the laptop on her desk.

Enid rushed past Wednesday and began inspecting her side of the room. Pink, pink, so much freaking pink. Fuzzy pillows, the book Little Women-the classic, not a book about women being shrunken down, the two strange female dolls, the prodigal laptop, and…. she was on Tik Tok?! This was not Wednesday Addams' desk, there's no way it could be. She was as allergic to modern technology and its social media apps as she was anything colorful.

With a quick snap, Enid turned on her heels, eyes locked onto the slightly shorter girl. She shot out her hands and pinched Wednesday's cheeks and began observing every small thing to see what else was different. Wednesday still wore her braided pigtails, with her bangs now pinned down to each side, and her hair looking a deep dark shade of brown instead of raven black. Her freckles were less noticeable, possibly because of the new color that was in her flesh.

Enid took a big breath, and even Wednesday's scent had changed too. Where Wednesday used to smell like dead flowers and a hospice, she now smelled like fresh dew and a field of flowers.

Despite the differences, she still looked like Wednesday. Same height, same dimple on her chin, and same cute little nose. For all intents and purposes, it was Wednesday.

But Enid couldn't shake the feeling that something was up. She had just been in correspondence with Wednesday not even two weeks prior, and she sounded the same in her letters as she always had. Did something so drastic change between then and now?

"Whaf arc your dowing?" Wednesday tried to speak through the pull of Enid's fingers.

Enid released the shorter girl, "Inspecting."

"Did I pass, inspector?" Wednesday took a step back, giving herself some space between her and the blonde.

"Wednesday, what happened?" Bianca was the first to recover.

"Hm? What happened? Oh, you mean over the break? Nothing much, just had a big family gathering. Saw everyone-oh! Uncle Fester did give me a minor case of electrocution during one of our family games," Wednesday giggled, "Oh you should've seen my hair it was so-"

"Wait, you were electrocuted?!" Xavier stepped forward.

"Yes, don't tell me you haven't been before?" she replied as if it was as if it was the most normal thing in the world, "Also I'm sorry, it got away from me while I was being manhandled," she dodged Enid, who was beginning to sniff and inspect her some more, "But who are you people? Well except you, I know you're my roommate! By the way, why did you run off and…. are you ok? You look unwell."

Yoko came to, "Wh-no! She's your roommate," Yoko pointed at Enid, who was glaring Wednesday's hand she was holding. Perfectly smooth, normal hand with pink nail polish. Wednesday pulled her hand away, but Enid just glared at her.

"But the principal said-"

"The principal is wrong!"

"You really don't remember any of us?" Xavier interjected.

Wednesday shook her head and trailed off unbothered, "Hmmm maybe my memories were messed with more than we thought…."

"You really don't remember anything?" Bianca started.

"Nothing about the murders?" Ajax continued.

"About joining the Hummers," Enid inquired

"The bloody Rave'N dance?" Yoko followed.

"How you kissed Tyler?" Xavier asked sullenly.

"She did what?!" Enid turned to him. Wednesday never disclosed an actual kiss to her. But she did with Xavier of all people? Enid didn't think Xavier was as close to Wednesday as she was.

"I did what?" Wednesday asked, with a small twinkle in her eye.

"The murderer!" Enid exclaimed back to Wednesday in disbelief.

"Ooo, I kissed a murderer?" Wednesday's eyes got brighter.

"Must not have been that good if you can't remember," Xavier scoffed smugly.

Enid looked around the room and saw no one else surprised, "You all knew?"

"It was kind of brought up by Tyler, when Wednesday was torturing Tyler," Bianca tried to soothe her. It barely placated Enid, but she let the issue drop.

"Torture?" Wednesday's eyes practically glistened with excitement.

"Um…. Do you remember how you beat us in the Poe Cup? How you punched Kent?" Divina interjected, trying to get back on track.

"That was Thing, not Wednesday," Enid corrected.

"How you ordered Thing to punch Kent?" Divina corrected.

"Speaking of Thing, where is he? Did you bring him?" Enid interrogated.

"No, no no no no, no too all of it, and why would I bring Thing?"

"Because we're besties!"

"You are?"

Enid was about to say something but was interrupted by a bone chilling voice.

"What is all this racket?" A sullen looking man came from behind the group of teens, Kent followed behind, no, was being dragged against his will behind him.

"Kent!" Divina scream-whispered at her brother, all he could give her was a shrug and look of confusion. It appeared that Kent didn't want to bring the mysterious adult with him, or even be in the room for that fact.

The group of teens, sans Wednesday, gave a wide berth to the intimidating man. He had his salt and pepper hair pushed back, dark circles under his red eyes, which all contrasted with his ghostly pallor, paler than most vampires due to his age. In all honesty, he looked like someone that might fit into Wednesday's family.

"Mr. Orlock, what brings you around?" Bianca said nervously.

"Principal Orlock, my days of teaching advanced conjuring are over. Now that Principal Weems is gone-may Satan take care of her-the board has decided I should be the one to take her place," Orlock started gliding around the room, herding the teens together like cattle, "So what, pray tell, is going on here."

He raised an eyebrow towards Wednesday, "You aren't causing trouble already, are you Ms. Addams? Didn't we just talk about how much trouble you got up to last year? I don't want any more incidents with the police."

"Oh, heavens no! I wouldn't dream of it, Principal Orlock! I promise I'll be, and I've been on my best behavior," The girl exclaimed in an over-the-top manner then mock sniffled, "It's just that they barged in here, started causing all this racket and were saying I should be living with the blonde instead."

"Enid!" Enid corrected exasperatedly.

"The blonde named Enid. And I'm just so confused, I was only trying to get a jump on my studies!"

"Wha-liar you had Tik Tok open- wait no that's not the point. She should be rooming with me! It makes no sense for her to be rooming with Yoko and-"

Principal Orlock held up his palm and pinched the bridge of his nose with the other hand, "I don't have time to deal with this foolishness! There will be no changes to the rooms at this time. That is my final word."

"But-," Enid started.

"No, 'buts!'" the elderly vampire growled, "No screaming, no running around," he glared pointedly at Kent, "No barging into rooms unannounced. I want move-in day to run nice and smoothly. Now, if this is not your dorm room! Disperse!"

With a click of his heel, he turned away. Wednesday only shrugged and chipperly skipped back to her desk, ignoring the rest of the people in the room.

Everyone started filing out, except for Enid, who practically had to be dragged away.

***~***

A week passed at Nevermore. A week since Wednesday's drastic change. A week since Enid practically cried herself asleep. A week since Enid found herself alone in her dorm room again.

Enid hated being alone, she'd rather be with her pushy, toxic pack mentality family than be alone. And now she found herself in a prison of solitude again.

And this state, probably is what drove Enid to do what she did this past week. Being pushy, trying to win Wednesday over again. All it did was push Wednesday away.

It didn't help that this "new" Wednesday was more sociable, having already gotten into her own little cliques before the start of their first 1st period class. People also changed how they talked to her, now addressing her as "Addams." The changes were becoming too much for Enid to handle. It was making her desperate. Oh, so very much.

But for the student body? They had accepted this change, embraced it. As for if it was because everyone just got used to it. Or because they were happy with a version of Wednesday not looking like she would murder them any minute, it was hard to tell. But Enid wasn't like everyone else in this case, she didn't accept the change. She rejected it.

Enid now sat alone at an obscure lunch table, while lunch was usually where she would hang out with friends, lately she'd taken up a new hobby of stalking a certain someone.

It was something new for Enid, stalking someone in real life. She was a pro at online "stalking," as she ran a big gossip blog revolving around the students in Nevermore and the neighboring town's students of Jericho. Thankfully(?), she did pick up on some more or less than legal tricks from Wednesday the semester prior.

"Stalking Wednesday?" a familiar voice spoke from behind.

"Again?" another familiar voice also chirped and sat down.

It was Xavier and Eugene, Wednesday's only other two close student companions at Nevermore. Well, Enid was sure about the latter, as Wednesday seemed to latch onto her psychic bee clubmate like he was a younger brother. The former? The relationship seemed to confuse Enid. While Xavier was infatuated with Wednesday, while Wednesday only ever gave him the cold shoulder.

"No, I was just…. Sitting alone in the dark corner of the quad because it's fun!" so maybe Enid wasn't that great at stalking….. or lying in this case.

"You're gonna have to face facts," Xavier started picking at his food, "She's changed…. And moved on."

He sullenly glared in Wednesday's direction, after the dorm room incident, Wednesday had been avoiding her old group of friends/acquaintances sans Yoko of course. At least the times when Yoko would be in her own dorm room and not hiding out in Divina's or Enid's. Yoko was terrified but wouldn't say why.

The only thing Enid was able to get out of her was some garbled sentence sounding like "Her clothes look mouthwatering." None of that made sense to Enid so she ignored it. Divina had a few choice words to say to her girlfriend though.

This new Wednesday was a lot more sociable, reserved in a friendly way, and very polite. She had been seeing Enid at other extracurricular activity events, she was never rude, but she always kept Enid at arm's length.

"I understand how you feel Enid, your room must be lonely without Wednesday, my shed's lonely with just me and the bees," Eugene sighed. He was so bummed he didn't even have the energy to hit on Enid, his ongoing crush for the past two years.

Enid ignored them, she just kept her eyes on Wednesday, how she was eating, chatting with friends, playing the knife game with their hands-well at least that sounded like the usual Wednesday.

Enid grounded her teeth in frustration, the change bothered Enid, so much so she felt obsessive. But she couldn't put her finger on why.

She kept staring at Wednesday, her hands, the way her cheeks rose when she smiled, the way her scent smelt like a bouquet of flowers-

Something clicked in Enid's head, "That's not Wednesday."

The two boys looked at her in alarm, after a tense moment of silence Xavier spoke first, "Enid, what do you mean?"

"Listen, I know it looks like her, but it's not!" Enid was surprised, she beamed at the two boys, "Don't you see? It's not her!"

The boys looked at her concerned.

"It just looks like her! I-I can't explain but…. ok maybe I can. It's a werewolf thing, her scent is different. Too different! There's no way it can be her!"

Xavier's eyes widened.

"There are also physical differences too! It just can't be her!"

"So, then who is that girl over there?" Xavier asked, very serious.

Enid stopped; she hadn't really thought about it until now. Who was that girl over there if she wasn't Wednesday?

"A…. clone?" she guessed.

"Or maybe a shapeshifter or changeling?" Xavier whispered.

"Wh-what if it's a ghost possession or it's just wearing her skin after it killed her?" Eugene added nervously.

"Killed?" Enid whispered, feeling her palms start to sweat. She had been so hung up on trying to reconnect with Wednesday, no, this fake, she hadn't thought about the real her possibly being in danger or dead.

Enid turned to Xavier, "You've read all those books in the Nightshade library, don't they have a clue? Are there any warning signs of some creature that lines up with Wednesday's unusual weirdness?"

Xavier snapped and shook his pointed finger at Enid, "No, but I think you might be onto something Sinclair. I'm going to get that right now."

"Are you going to cut class?" Enid asked.

"Yeah, if Wednesday's in trouble, it's better we get a hop on this sooner rather than later."

He had a point; Enid would rather get detention than have her best friend's body on her hands.

Eugene sat there pondering for a moment, "I think I have an idea that might work-I'll tell you what I find out later."

Enid looked at him suspiciously, "It better not involve you investigating the woods at night. If you wind up in the hospital again Wednesday will surely kill me!" Enid shuddered remembering how banged up the poor boy looked after the Hyde attack from last year. It really upset Wednesday to see her club mate lying in a coma.

Eugene beamed, "Don't worry, it won't be dangerous for me," he winked and slowly got up, "I'm going to make some preparations. I'll tell you if I find anything."

"Yeah, I'm going to start too, catch you later!" Xavier stated.

With that, the two boys got up from the table, and headed to the exits with other students who were dispersing to head to their next class.

With a sigh, Enid got up to do the same, unsure of how she could help. She begrudgingly walked by Wednesday's table. As Enid passed it, a gust of wind blew from behind her.

The young werewolf stopped in her tracks and snapped her neck around to look at Wednesday, her eyes wide like a mad woman. Wednesday looked back at her confused and alarmed.

And just as fast as Enid had turned around, she had turned back and started rushing out the quad doors. Ignoring Wednesday's new friends calling her all kinds of names.

Enid didn't care. All she could think about was the familiar scent she smelt.

She was going to need to pull another Wednesday Addams classic. She was going to do a B&E.

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A/N: (for the tumblr crowd, first time posting a fanfic on here, if anyone has any formatting tips let me know TT0TT)

I like puns, do you like puns? You're gonna have to deal with some puns. Lord help us all with what I name the next two seasons. 8U

Fun fact: Little Women was the book, if not at least a book, Lurch was reading in the 2019 animated film.

Fun fact 2: Wednesday used to wear Evergreen green and brown dresses in the Newspaper comics, and pink dresses in the 70s cartoon/tie in comic. 60s had a dark black/blue dress (hard to tell tbh).

Anyway, stay tuned for the second part of episode one! Now for this commercial break….

#wenclair #wwenclaire #wednesday #Wednesday Addams #wednesday (2022)#wednesday netlfix #wednesday (netflix)#wednesday 2022 #wednesdsay fanfic #hyde in the shadows #enid sinclair #it looks better on ao3 and fanfic.net this isn't fair fkldksfjf #anyone waiting for the wednesday timeline i'm working on it i swear TT0TT but this fanfic has taken ahold of me so this first and foresmost

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