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Wednesday was enjoying her writing time as she did every evening, while Enid spent time at her many clubs and activities, like a good social butterfly. Viper was on a roll after an unexpected twist appeared in the plot, much like it had happened in her author's life.
Enid and Wednesday had started dating two months ago, after confessing that they liked each other, much to their surprise. The rest of the world said that it was obvious and that everyone saw it coming. Yoko and the mermaids had a bet on how long it would take them, Eugene and Thing breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news, claiming that they had been waiting months for it to happen.
Wednesday was frustrated with their reaction, having thought she was good at hiding her feelings for her roommate, but ended up not caring. The last few months had been the most miserably happy of her life, as much as she found it hard to say. As Enid had once said, they worked, they shouldn't, but they did. And how right she was. They had both gained self-confidence, enjoyed the domestic bliss of sharing a room, and just bluntly adored each other. Even Wednesday tolerated social interactions with her peers accordingly.
With the passage of time, they had faced new challenges that they had successfully overcome. But soon a new one arrived. That same week was parents' weekend. Wednesday had avoided telling her parents anything out of sheer pride and stubbornness. She knew that of course they wouldn't have a problem with their relationship, what's more, what prevented her from telling them was exactly the opposite. Her parents would adore Enid from the start, showering her with compliments, endless anecdotes, and probably embarrassing stories from when Wednesday was little.
What Wednesday didn't want to face was the moment of defeat from years of her own denials to love and all its derivatives. She had sworn that she would never be like her parents, that she wouldn't lose her mind over someone else, that she was above it and that everyone who fell into that pit was an imbecile. Well then, she was one of them. She was head over heels for the blonde, she would kill for her, die for her, live for her. She had spent so much time trying not to be like her mother that she had ended up becoming her father. Wednesday felt things now that she never thought she would feel, and with great intensity, all thanks to the wolf with colorful claws that managed to break through her black heart.
It was her time to show the white flag and admit the truth to her parents, she had no escape. They knew her too well, and it wouldn't take them long to realize that the dynamic with Enid had changed. She wasn't going to announce their relationship to the four winds, but she would never deny it if she was asked directly. Lying like that, denying that she had been blessed like that, seemed unforgivable to her. She had made the decision to remove the band-aid and tell them that same week.
Enid, on the other hand, didn't want to tell her parents for other reasons. For starters, Wednesday wasn't a werewolf, something the family would reject out of hand. They found the mixing of blood between species a disgrace. Besides that, she was a girl, and if Enid's mother had a problem regarding species, she had also regarding gender. She would not dare any daughter of hers to date someone of the same gender, she found it unheard of, appalling, atrocious. And finally, she was an Addams, and her family had earned enough names and enemies over time. Despite their loyalty and love for their family, Addams’ kookiness and rumors were enough to repel Esther Sinclair.
Wednesday badly wanted Enid not to spend the weekend with her parents, but she knew she couldn't escape the imminent interrogation if she turned down the offer of dinner with Morticia and Gomez. So the best and only viable solution was to invite Enid to have dinner with them. She of course had spoken with Enid beforehand to inform her of the situation and confirm if she was willing to go through with it. Enid almost collapses thinking about having to meet her girlfriend’s parents. She still had such a poor impression of herself that she was afraid she would mess everything up, and it took Wednesday a long time and her best use of language and praise to make Enid understand that everything was going to be alright.
There was no point in drawing out the tension, so with a long sigh, Wednesday uncovered the crystal ball and gently touched a finger to its stormy surface. Her parents appeared almost immediately.
“Tormentita!”, exclaimed Gomez with a wide smile.
“Mon petit corbeau”, Moricia cooed her.
“Hello Father, hello Mother”, Wednesday deadpanned.
“Darling, you never call us first”, stated Morticia, “to what do we owe the pleasure?”
Wednesday inhaled deeply. “I have… a request for you”.
Her mother gave her a soft smile. “Of course, dear, what is it?”
Wednesday was measuring her words, not wanting to reveal the truth ahead of time. “You informed me that we were going to have dinner out together for the family weekend event”, the girl explained.
“Sí! I already made the reservation. The finest place in town!”, said Gomez raising his hand.
“It seemed like a lovely place”, Morticia added looking at her husband. She then turned back to her daughter. “I hope you like it”.
Wednesday nodded and proceeded to continue with her request. “As you might know, that same night is a full moon. The school planned it on purpose so the lycan families can spend it together”, she paused for a moment. “My… roommate, Enid, cannot shift. Her family is stupidly narrow-minded and they consider her a failure. They use that and other factors as an excuse to treat her badly. Enid doesn't deserve that, and for her sake she doesn't want to spend time with them”, her voice was calmed, but had a bitter tone. She couldn’t hide her utter disgust for Enid’s family’s behavior as her eyebrows furrowed a little, breaking her otherwise hieratic expression. Her mother noticed.
“My request is the permission to bring her to family dinner that evening”, said with a long exhale through her nose.
“Well of course, ma petite”, Morticia smiled and squeezed her husband's hand in excitement.
“I shall call immediately and ask the restaurant to add a chair to our table!” Gomez exclaimed and was already standing up when his daughter interrupted him.
“Actually, there is… another reason I want Enid to come to the dinner”. Morticia and Gomez looked at each other briefly with a knowing smirk. “Enid… she is my partner. We are dating. I would like you to meet her as such”, she said, and let out the air she had been holding. She felt stupid for feeling so nervous about this triviality. Since when did she care about anyone's opinion, least of all her parents'?
But she didn't have much time for doubts as both her parents jumped enthusiastically and started talking over each other. “Pequeña, that’s wonderful news!”, Gomez laughed, practically vibrating with excitement. “And how was it? How did you start dating? Oh, you must tell us everything!”
“If you have further questions, don’t”, Wednesday interrupted them sharply, “I just wanted to inform you of the situation”. Her parents were looking at her with impossibly soft and proud eyes. Wednesday almost gagged at such an overwhelming display of affection.
“We knew you had it in you, you’re an Addams, after all”, her father commented, wiping a small tear that appeared in his eye. “We cannot wait to meet the creature that has blessed you with such curse”, her mother grinned.
“I assume I should not remind you not to embarrass me at the dinner”, their daughter deadpanned, turning a deaf ear to their comments.
“Of course, darling”, Morticia reassured her nodding softly.
“Good. I shall not contact you again”, the girl said with her hand already over the crystal ball, “See you this weekend”.
Her parents held hands and waved goodbye with wide smiles, before she gently touched the ball back into its usual storm cloud. “Adiós, pequeñ-”
Wednesday sighed again and leaned back in her chair. She knew that they would not call her again to ask more questions, but dinner was going to be intense. However, she knew that her girlfriend’s bubbly personality and her parents’ gossipy enthusiasm would make them get along splendidly. Although she had barely said anything, the talk had drained a lot of energy from her. She rested her elbows on the table and buried her face in her hands to rest for a moment.
When Enid returned to the room, she found Wednesday staring at a blank sheet of paper on her typewriter. As soon as she heard the door, Wednesday got up and buried her face in the blonde's neck, who was waiting for her in the center of the room with her arms open, always willing but never forced for Wednesday to take the first step.
“Hi”, Enid said softly to her girlfriend’s obsidian hair. Wednesday nuzzled for another second and stepped away.
“How were your daily social activities?”, she asked with her usual monotone voice. But she meant the question. Every school day, Wednesday greeted her with a hug and listened patiently to how her day had gone.
“Great!”, the blonde exclaimed dropping her stuff by her desk. “After lunch I met Ajax and we prepared the history essay we have for Monday. I'll show you later, I think it's turning out very well but I want to ask you for some advice”, Wednesday nodded and Enid continued. “And then I had hot cocoa with Yoko and Divinia at the Weathervane. Apparently Yoko is learning to swim for her which I think is super cute? Although it’s also weird to be a gazillion years old and not know how to swim. Although being able to fly is not so necessary, I guess”, reflected, cocking her head and looking at the ceiling for a moment. “Anyway, how are you, babycakes? What have you done today?”
“I called my parents to let them know you'd be joining us for dinner this weekend”, Wednesday replied, directly to the point.
“Oh”, Enid breathed in surprise. She wasn’t really expecting that.
“I have also informed them of our relationship status”, the shorter girl added.
“Oh”, the blonde’s eyes wide in slight panic, “And h-how did it go?”, asked nervously.
“Phenomenal, of course”, Wednesday huffed as if it was obvious.
“What does that mean exactly?”
“They cannot wait to meet you”, she replied, “They probably would not shut up about how wonderful you are and ask questions about our relationship and your feelings towards me. I apologize in advance”.
The tension left Enid's shoulders and her doubts vanished. She forgot for a moment that the Addams family was diametrically opposed to hers. “No, Willa, that’s really nice, actually”, the blonde murmured with a small smile. “Can I ask them to tell funny anecdotes about tiny-you?”, she then asked with a mischievous grin.
“I have already accepted my fate”, the shorter girl sighed, “It was bound to happen”.
Enid laughed and Wednesday shivered at the sound. How could she be so lucky. “Speaking of fate”, the taller girl said bumping her shoulder, “how’s my favorite murder-mystery detective doing?”
Wednesday glared at her on her way to the typewriter.
“Okay, sorry, second favorite murder-mystery detective”, she corrected herself with a chuckle as she skipped towards her girlfriend’s desk.
“You can read the new chapter while I shower”, Wednesday said handing her a stack of newly written pages. “After you can tell me about your doubts about the history essay, if you wish”.
Enid gave her a quick kiss on the cheek as she grabbed the pages and jumped on the black bed. Even in her uniform, she seemed to bring color to the monochrome side of the room. Wednesday smiled watching Enid swing her legs and move her lips as she quietly read Viper's adventures.
Definitely, how right she was. They really did work.