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by Axin_Nite

Summary:

Enid has a photo of her and Wednesday in the back of her phone case, so Wednesday copies, unaware of what it means.

Chapter 1

Fencing was one of those classes Enid took as an impulse, this time after watching Puss in Boots with Yoko opening week of sign up. She had no idea how intense and difficult such a sport could be, but soon enough she found herself quite invested. She was by no means a pro, that title was held confidently by Bianca. Unbeaten, unflinching, unstoppable.

Until her roommate that is.

Wednesday is most likely an even level of skill with Bianca, they frequently held duels, both holding nothing back. Coach didn't care, the old vampire enjoying the camaraderie between rivals, even allowing them to use military challenge. The cuts were shallow, but whoever caused it tended to have bragging rights, no matter how subtle, for that week. At the moment the score was even, one winning a week and then losing the next. It had now become some sort of event, one Enid was begging to enjoy and also despise. She hated seeing Wednesday loose, a fact she wouldn't delve into, despite Yoko's incessant teasing.

The score was currently tied 1-1, Wednesday with a cut on her chin, and Bianca a dash across her cheek.

"You're getting faster Addams, why is that?"

They circled each other, and Enid was sure she saw bets passed around.

"So I can finally be rid of the stain of your existence, of course."

They launched together, moving faster than Enid could track, Wednesday deflecting, stepping over a sweep, and thrusting a jab that was barely avoided.

They circled again.

"I'm beginning to wonder if you're doing this to impress someone."

Wednesday twirled her sabre, switching her feet as she turned in the circle.

"If you are insinuating I want to impress you, you are incredibly mistaken."

"So if I said someone's name, you wouldn't hesitate?"

For some reason, Yoko held onto Enid's elbow at that moment. Wednesday steadied her jaw and stopped her circling.

"If you're too afraid to loose with skill, using psychological warfare is ill-advised. That is an area I will always excel in."

Bianca took this reprise and lunged, Wednesday barely avoiding the spike with an aerial cartwheel, landing and falling in a split to avoid a second swing, rolling to doge the third and standing to deflect the fourth. She fought back, Bianca parrying her first two strikes, launching her own, only to be pushed back by an interlocked deflect.

Their sabres flipped, and they both caught the other's weapon. After a pause of acknowledgement, they continued, the dance of metal and strength battering against each other until finally-

"Stop!"

They freeze, and the students gasp at what they see. Wednesday's sabre is lightly cutting Bianca's neck, and the siren has made a new cut in Wednesday's cheek. Coach Vlad blows his whistle twice, waving his arm between them.

"It is a tie. Calling it."

Bianca steps back, and Wednesday copies a moment later in quiet rage. Bianca smiles and offers a hand, which Wednesday begrudgingly shakes.

"Good match Addams, best you next week."

Wednesday doesn't smirk, but the idea crosses her mind.

"It's good to have dreams, Barclay. Maybe yours will become more realistic as time goes by."

She turns away, scooping her helmet up from the mat to stand before Enid with a gentle nod.

"Do we still have time to go to Jericho for supplies? I apologize for the duel going on for an extended time."

Yoko is making a quiet noise, but Enid is too focused on Wednesday, her roomie, to notice.

"Course we do! But you gotta get that cleaned up, first!"

Wednesday frowned and ran a hand over her lightly bleeding cut, rubbing her fingers together and deducing that she will be fine without the school nurse.

"No need, this will heal naturally just fine. I shall go change, and meet you in the main hall."

Enid nodded and waved as Wednesday stalked out, the other students parting like the red sea for her.

"What the fuck was that?!"

The wolf finally acknowledge the vampire with a sigh and an eye roll.

"What was what?"

Yoko gestured from Enid to the door, which had just closed with Wednesday's exit.

"Are you going on a date with Addams?!" She hissed, and Enid's eyes almost rolled from her skull.

"What?! No! She's just buying some new manicure stuff for Thing as his lotion got destroyed, which is a totally funny story I gotta tell you about, by the way! But some other time, yeah? I gotta go meet Willa!"

She hugged her vampire and danced off, leaving Yoko watching with that similar dazed expression, shocked when her friend didn't implode at the use of a nickname.

"W…Willa?"

---

Wednesday exited the changing rooms, her training gear ready to be cleaned and her sabre secured. She was in a dull mood, having failed to win once more, but was satisfied that she seemed to be getting better at beating her opponent. Enid appeared in her own clothes, having changed before the match had even started, much to Wednesday's chagrin', The leopard skirt, white jumper and yellow patterned sweater vest working effortlessly to distract her, it seems. Unaware that while she had been examining her roommate, the wolf had been doing the same, breath caught in her throat at a typical Wednesday Addams casual attire. Black and white striped shirt over a white collared shirt, black loose pants cut at the shins, black socks and her docs, and her cropped blazer over her arm.

Oh no…

Enid cleared her throat and gestured to the doors.

"Ready?"

Wednesday looked her up and down one last time, nodding in confirmation.

"Of course. Let us find the lotions and potions that the hand requires."

They get the supplies quickly, almost too fast for Enid's liking, so she is quite pleased when Wednesday comments on the swiftness also, suggesting they go to a new coffee shop that had opened. Their flavors were gross, but Enid had to admit the hot chocolate was one of the best she had ever had.

"Your duel was amazing earlier!" Enid said after a sip, and Wednesday stirred her black coffee with a spoon.

"I agree. A draw is unheard of in fencing, perhaps we have simply bettered the sport."

Enid giggled into her cup.

"You think you're the best in the world?"

"Well it's certainly on the cards, would you not say?"

Her teasing tone fades and Enid has to look away to not stare into her heavy gaze. That expression is back, the would-be smile if she were anyone but Wednesday Addams. Truly? Enid prefers the mystery. 

They leave and Enid asks if they can quickly visit the antique store, which Wednesday seems very happy about. They go inside, Enid leading the way, and subconsciously reaching for Wednesday's hand as she does. The Addams stares holes into the offering, but surprised them both by taking it.

Once inside Enid fussed over all the pretty things, and Wednesday finds herself attracted to a particular rocking chair that seemed to move on its own.

"Willa! Check this out!"

Wednesday loathed the nickname Enid had bestowed upon her, no threat seemed to deter the wolf, instead she used the name more and more. It was exhausting, as it made Wednesday feel a shimmering emotion under her armor. The Heiress turned back to find Enid holding a sword, and her breath almost vanished completely. The steel glimmered in the dark light of the store, beautiful carvings flowing from the base up, not practical, but absolutely beautiful.

"There's a wolf head on it too!"

Low and behold there was, the hilt carved into a horrifying visage of a wild wolf snarling.

"Maybe I could use this for fencing, would make me look cooler, at least!"

She did a practice swing, almost dropping the weapon as its balance was entirely different to what she was used to.

"This isn't for fencing, I would say it's for a more finate encounter."

The battles it must have fought, the blood drawn from its strength, truly a sight to behold. It looked perfect in Enid's hands.

"You should purchase it."

The blonde chuckled and shook her head.

"I can't even swing it! Besides, I haven't got… huh, yeah that's a few too many 0's for my bank account!"

She very quickly returned it to its place, and Wednesday couldn't look away. Instead she approached the sword, took it in her grip and twirled it expertly, satisfied it wasn't rusting away.

"I will buy it for you."

"What?!"

Enid grabs her elbow to stop her in place, eyes flicking between Wednesday's as though she had said something utterly absurd.

"Wednesday no it has like three zeros on it!"

Wednesday checked the tag.

"I am an excellent barter. The old scoundrel won't see me coming."

Enid is blocking her path once more, and irritation plays with testing the strength of the sword. She resists.

"C'mon, Willa! It's way too expensive, if I ever have a sword I want it to be personal to me, anyway, not bought off some old daylight robber!"

There's a cough behind them, the old woman waving an awkward hand.

"Are you aware I can hear you?"

"Yes." They both snapped, before returning to each other. Wednesday quietly relented and offered the hilt to Enid, which she quickly took and returned to its place. She danced back over, being stopped by Wednesday's raised hand.

"In exchange for my acceptance, I have a counter offer. I will make you a sword."

The woman at the counter excuses herself to quietly fight the porcelain doll making a run for the knives, extending the silence by mere moments.

"... You're gonna have to run that by me again."

Wednesday takes her elbow and steps closer, everything flooding to the surface as Wednesday realizes just how close they stood, while Enid came to the shocking, but not horrifying, conclusion that this was shaping up to be… romantic?

The energy flickered, lights dimming.

"I wish to make you a sword suitable for you. If you will not agree to me purchasing this one, forging one is the only solution."

Enid waved her hand not frozen by Wednesday's touch on her arm to show her confusion.

"When did we decide I need a sword?!"

Then, for the slightest moment, Wednesday smiled.

"When you looked so good holding one. Come on, let's get back to school."

Enid was in a bubble as Wednesday walked out of the store, pulling her along by her elbow still. So much so that she didn't realize how far they had gone until a greengrocer yelled at them.

"She is agitated," Wednesday commented, "her dad ran the business before his death. Now she is trapped by his legacy."

The woman scoffed and continued, and Wednesday pulled Enid further, until the wolf stopped in her tracks.

"Wait," she announced, making Wednesday pause to face her, "if you get to make me a sword, can I get to do something in return?"

Wednesday trailed her eyes up the scars on her face, beautiful in the afternoon sunlight, as they always were. The wind carried her hair and she had an unusual urge to tuck it behind her ear.

By hell, what is happening to me?

"What is it you would like?"

Enid grinned at the side, uncomfortable but excited, nervous even, Wednesday thinks she recognises the emotion well.

Kinbott would be impressed.

"Well, could I have a hug?"

Wednesday almost stepped back, almost, but managed to refrain from such a vapid motion. Of course, Enid would expect her to deny this, and then she would escape the gift she had now mentally designed in her head. No, she would not be beaten this easily.

"For how long?"

Enid's eyes almost fell out of her head, Wednesday would have caught them if they did.

"F-for how long? Erm, however long you like?"

Wednesday nodded again.

"I admit I did not… dislike the last time we embraced. I accept."

The greengrocer now somehow moved faster in her strive to avoid this awkwardness she found herself in. She did not mind young love, but when her girlfriend didn't text back after an argument? Well, it made her want to break her neck in a driving accident.

Wednesday released her elbow, locked their gaze, and ducked her head, wrapping her arms around Enid's waist. The wolf quickly hugged around her shoulders, holding her close, and it finally felt as though a puzzle piece had just been found. Under the couch midway through a jigsaw, unaware it was gone but entirely relieved to have it back. Like homemade bread, pure honey from the jar, sunflowers at their tallest, the smell in the air before rain.

So wrapped in this feeling, neither noticed the vampire appear, snap a photo of the embrace and vanish once more, entirely too happy in that moment, until the van of the greengrocer started up with a loud rumble, breaking the small spell they had fallen under.

Wednesday stepped back, Enid knew her cheeks were bright red, so looked at anything but the Heiress.

"We should get back." They both said, marching towards the school with determination. Five minutes later Enid's phone vibrates, and she quickly looks at it.

Yogurt

ur down so bad bro lmao

Yogurt changed Enid's name to Simp

Simp

actually fck off ❤️

wait wdym?

Yogurt

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Don't say I never do anything for you ~

If Wednesday noticed a change in her composure, she didn't comment on it. Enid furiously typed back, looking at the photo over and over between each letter.

Simp

U have to give me this Polaroid. Cmin to get it in 10

Yogurt

SIMP

Simp

Adgkgkhllansll 

She looked at the photo one last time before locking her phone. Oh, that's going in my phone case, s he thought before sliding it into her pocket.

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Chapter 2

Notes:

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Wednesday blames her utter distaste for technology for why she hadn't noticed the addition to Enid's phone for two days. It's on the back, bold and white, an image she didn't remember taking, of them hugging. The fact it was in Enid's phone case made her stomach twinge in a way she couldn't fathom. She hadn't overdone her poison training, so it couldn't be that…

Wednesday frowned at her roommate, sat across from her in the lunch hall, talking animatedly to Yoko and Divina about something or other, that feeling still heavy in her stomach.

She sipped from her cup.

"Hey Addams?"

The cryptid snapped her gaze to Bianca, who was next to Enid on the table. The siren had her eyebrows raised, looking between the cup in her hand and the bearer herself.

"What." She replied.

"I know losing to me so much must be humbling, but is dying really the answer?"

Enid frowned, sniffed and gasped at the burning sensation Wednesday's drink caused.

"Willa, what are you-?!"

She lunged and tried to grab the cup, but Wednesday lent to the side and avoided her all together, allowing her wolf to crash on the floor.

"That's not the case at all, Barclay. I keep myself topped up on poison so my tolerance doesn't drop. It's why I force myself to sit with you insipid people every lunch, lest I tire and finally snap."

She moves her hand as Enid lunges again from behind, catching her before she can smack into the table.

"So, you drink Botulinum Toxin?"

Were she a lesser person, Wednesday would have rolled her eyes. Instead, she kept up her unnerving stare.

"I know it's hard but do try not to be so dense. That would kill most monsters, let alone me."

Despite herself, Binaca sagged a little from relief. Wednesday swigs her drink again.

"I only use it to flavor the Phyllobates Terribilis extracts-"

Enid, Binaca and Yoko all lunge to attempt to remove the cup from her hand, and have a hard time explaining how they all ended up in the infirmary, and not Wednesday. Especially considering she was drinking poison.

---

She returns to Eugene with her questions, holding the queen bee as he arranges the hive in time for egg laying season. Wednesday is covered in bees trying to reach the queen held captive in her hands, but again, none dared sting her.

"So she has a photo of you on her phone?" He asked, lifting a divider and examining it carefully.

"In her phone case, to be specific."

He looked over the panel with an obscured but wounded expression, still nursing his crush on Enid, even if a certain stoner had caught his eye.

"I thought we talked about bragging?" He whined, and she shrugged, the bees floating up and landing once more on her.

"You spoke, I didn't agree. What does this mean?"

Eugene shrugged and shut the lid on one side of the hive.

"I dunno, normally it means either you're her best friend, or… well, maybe something else? Is it just you in the photo?"

He's leaning against the hive, tapping where his chin would be if not for the mask.

"No, it's both of us."

Eugene nodded again.

"Okay, that's cool! It means you're friends, best friends I suppose! But you'll always be my beestie, right?"

Wednesday closed her eyes and considered releasing the queen, but she didn't.

"You'd better… bee-lieve it."

His laughter was sickeningly pleasant to hear. Wednesday decided that if this were some form of ritual Enid felt particularly attached to, she should partake in it. Maybe then these emotions chipping at her will subside, one can only hope.

"Thing." The hand sprang to attention in her dorm room, tapping twice in acknowledgement.

"Go find one of those cameras. The ones that print photos instantly. Make sure the card is black."

He nodded, in his own way, and scurried off as Wednesday took a steadying breath.

You can do this. She told herself, before steeling her eyes and turning to Enid's side of the room.

The garish colour shocked her system, burning her throat a little as she coughed to clear it. The horrific creatures were pleasant faced and cheerful, utterly repulsive. Wednesday took another breath and scanned them, carefully storing each one to memory before enacting phase two of her plan.

She settled on her bed, facing the wall to blissfully spare her eyes from the near glowing colour. Wednesday remembered the lessons Enid had taught her, and unlocked her phone. The screen was in greyscale so she could use it, and she slowly typed with her pointer into the search bar.

Fox jellycat.

With one final moment to accept the drastic change in her targeted ads, Wednesday tapped search.

---

Enid was normally fond of Wednesday's cookiness, and after their small adventure to Jericho some few days prior, she had evidently begun to accept her inevitably fruitless feelings for the shorter girl. However, she was still a living creature, so instinctively had to fight the urge to run when Wednesday cornered her in the greenhouse at school, holding something behind her back.

Is she mad about the photo? Did I do something wrong in our room?

None of her jellycats had gone astray, to her knowledge, and all her squishmallows were accounted for!

"Enid, I have something for you."

The wolf tilted her head in relief and curiosity. She couldn't smell metal of any kind, what could-

"Not the sword. That is still being proved for two more days."

Enid pretended to know what that meant.

"So in the meantime, I created this. Originally I wished to purchase an original, but while affordable, I refuse to fund an extortionate company any more than you clearly do."

Enid finally laughed, holding a hand over her mouth.

"Sorry, you're being so serious! Willa, what are you-"

Wednesday brought her hands to her front and Enid audibly gasped at the sight, Wednesday wearing thick leather gloves to protect herself while holding a bright orange fox jellycat.

"Is that Bashful?!" She asked, tears actually pricking her eyes. Wednesday shook her head.

"Twice removed. I made him. Call him whatever you-"

Enid dove past the fox and hugged Wednesday, tight, whispering into her shoulder a quiet thank you before pulling back.

"Why did you do this? The fox and the sword-"

"The sword was an ultimatum."

"Still! I don't… I mean, not that I'm not thankful, but why the sudden gift giving?"

Wednesday had no answer, her mouth opened and nothing came out. She frowned and looked at the floor for so long Enid feared she had upset her, before the other girl exhaled quietly.

"I'm not entirely sure, come to think of it. Do you approve of the animal?"

Enid held the fox to her chest, hugging tighter than she had Wednesday, burying her nose in its fur, so distracted she didn't notice the flash of a Polaroid, or Thing scurrying away.

Finally she resurfaces, knowing she must be imagining the glare Wednesday tagged the fox with.

"I love it, thank you so much! C'mon, let's get to class!"

Enid hesitated, then shook her nerves and took Wednesday's hand. The Addams didn't comment as she was dragged away, Bashful (twice removed) watching them leave.

---

It takes ten minutes for Thing to slip her the photo, and a further three for her to align it perfectly in her case, even getting her ruler out to be sure. Wednesday sealed it in her phone and returned the object to her pocket, honestly forgetting about it.

A week passes before anything arrives from her momentary weakness, which remains unchanged despite plenty of time to rectify. Wednesday is in an aggravating debate with Enid's ridiculous vampire friend, about who would win, a gorilla or a grizzly bear.

"The question itself is inane-"

"You're inane."

Wednesday found a way to glare harder.

"A grizzly bear in its prime would absolutely dwarf even a silverback gorilla."

Yoko shrugged her shoulders, barely hiding a smirk as Enid continued to kick her under the table.

"What does size have to do with it? So a bear is a little bit taller, a gorilla is fast as fuck."

Wednesday clenched her fists under the table, stopping as she remembered who's hand she held in her own. Yes, this was a new development, too. She allowed touch when Enid craved it, and oh how the wolf craved it.

Focus.

"A grizzly is often at least twice as heavy and can be three times as heavy as a gorilla, a very large difference. That is a 150 point person fighting a 450 pound person. The gorilla has very little in the way of defense."

"So can it block a sucker punch?"

"Gorillas don't know how to-"

"Bears have a weak guard."

Finally she gave in, removing her phone from her pocket and waving it.

"Google will prove to us all how foolish you are, as if we need convincing."

A gasp pulls her gaze to the side, Divina, who had otherwise been amused, now facing the devastating issue of her eyes rolling from her head.

"What the fuck- Enid!" She yelled, tapping her hand on the table and leaning across, Yoko gasping with a somewhat offended air.

"How long have you guys been together together?!"

Wednesday frowned, putting her phone on the table, unintentionally showing all prying eyes the Polaroid that had so incriminated her.

"What are you talking about?"

Enid squeezed her hand to get her attention.

"Willa… you have a photo of me in your phone case?"

Why was she so emotional? Was there some secret to the mannerisms she displayed with such a photo? A lie or a truth she was unaware of, but held some meaning perhaps? Wednesday nodded anyway, as the truth was that for a reason, it had happened.

"Yes."

"W…why?"

What was wrong here? What social faux pas had she fallen into?

"Is that not what friends do?"

Enid slowly shakes her head, and Wednesday took the phone her wolf loosely held in her hand, turning it over to show the photo, making the wolf practically glow red.

"That's different, it's both of us. Wednesday you have just a photo of me, which I don't know how you got, by the way!"

Wednesday nodded as though the accusation wasn't there, which it wasn't.

"Well, it's kinda what girlfriend's do? You know, people who date?"

Yoko is tapping Divina and Bianca on their arms, quietly muttering 'holy shit' over and over much to their growing annoyance. Wednesday nodded, and looked back at her phone case.

"People who court do this?"

The wolf nodded, fully prepared for the moment Wednesday recoils from her touch, throws her phone into the fire or worse, laughs in her face.

But when is Wednesday ever one to be close to expected?

"So date me then."

Bianca choked on her drink, Divina dropped her jaw, Yoko released a sound only wolves could hear, but Enid was blissfully free from considering her brain was now a monkey clapping two cymbals together in her head.

"... Huh?"

Despite the bubble forming around them now entirely silent as everyone watched with bated breath, Wednesday continued.

"I find myself doing things for you I would not even consider for most. There is no reason or scheme to it, other than seeing your expression change as you realise someone did something for you. More specifically, that I have. This is what I enjoy. Seeing you happy. Not in the way Eugene is when he discovers that I have harvested hive C's honey for him."

The beekeeper two seats down nodded solemnly.

"Hive C is cruel…" he whispers, intense in a way Yoko wished to dive into at another time.

"I was under the impression you felt the same inclination as I. If this is not true there is no need to worry, I will remove the photo and cease any emotional attachment I have-"

Enid's hand snapped up, grabbing Wednesday's wrist with a wild look in her eye.

"Don't remove it."

Wednesday met her gaze with marginally similar intensity, staying stock still as Enid's flicked between her, slowly measuring up what she assumed to be an important result, when tears shocked the Heriess' attention as they welled up in Enid's eyes.

"Come with me."

Wednesday stood and tugged Enid with her, revealing their joined hands as the whisper of the rumor mill began once more. They exit, leave the school and walk past the drive, Enid staring at their feet as Wednesday pulled her on, finally reaching the lake where they had won the Poe Cup.

Nothing was said for a moment or three, both content to collect themselves in the ease of the trees rustling along with the curling Eldritch horror waking from its slumber below the surface.

Wednesday exhaled.

"I did not mean to embarrass you."

Enid had a small smile pulling her lip.

"You haven't! Surprised me, is all."

Finally Wednesday looked away from the coiling monster rippling the water and sought out the seemingly calm expression of her roommate.

"It makes sense, that I chose you." She whispers, and Enid dares not interrupt.

"You are entirely opposite to me. You challenge me, and you enrage me, you engulf me. Every conversation is a gift, one I know nothing about until it's opened. I burn with you, a slow and painful recovery that I shan't be partaking in. You have ruined me, Enid, and I do not want to be cured."

Profound emotion tugged at her throat, boiling into a ball and choking her, being cleared away with a cough or two.

"Wednesday, I really like you! I'm not… I'm not smart enough to put it into words like that, but… oh- will you go out with me?!"

Wednesday took a step back from the volume, but brought Enid with her by their joined hands.

"Go out? We are already outside."

The wolf quietly huffed, a small look of bemusement calming Wednesday once more.

"I should've been clearer… Wednesday, will you court me?"

Suddenly Wednesday was gone, reappearing before her at a distance so close she encapsulated her vision, being the only thing she would ever need to or want to see again.

"I will court you, Enid."

Enid swallowed around that ball of emotion in her throat.

"Does this mean you're my girlfriend?"

Wednesday blessed her with a smirk, close to a smile, teasing and affirming.

"You have to court me first, Sinclair."

Enid grinned the widest yet, and she lunged close, wrapping Wednesday in the tightest hug imaginable. Wednesday's arms were pinned to her side, but she still rested her chin on the wolf's shoulder to recuperate in some manner.

It seems in my attempts to not become my mother, I have fallen into the trap my father jumped into. How tragic.

Yoko snapped one last photo off in the distance, pausing to fist bump Thing at her side at their United goal.

Notes:

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