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: When Wednesday stumbles onto her balcony for some fresh air, she finds an unexpected trespasser already there.

Requested: No

Word count: 1138

Warnings: None

It wasn't very often that peace rang out amongst the Nevermore grounds. Only at the midst of night could such a rare occasion be found- but even then, the school was never truly silent. With the howling of werewolves on full moons and the dripping of yesterday's storms seems to put the school in a never-ending cycle of insatiable life.

But tonight, Enid had fallen asleep happily listening to her questionable pop music and, even in her sleep, refused to let Wednesday turn it off, often growling or snarling when she got too close. So, with a growing headache, the only sensible option was to take a much-desired breather on the balcony.

Tossing the warm bed covers away, Wednesday slides on some shoes before squeezing herself out of the large, circular window that created a sense of demanding division between her and her flashy roommate.

However, as she went to close the window to stop a draft from forming inside, an unusual sight befriended her eyes at the cost of her self-indulgent mind.

At first, she took in the regular sightings. How the foreground mixed into the background in a haze of darkness. How the forest beyond extended for acres of land- how the tree branches writhe like vile monstrous tendrils of an untamed beast. It was all as normal… but there was one richer detail that hadn't been here the previous times she had been.

A figure… perched and sat contently on the half walls that form a brick railing for safety, ensuring the school couldn't get sued this time round. It- they- sat with a noticeably straightened back, their hands gripping onto the ledge for extra support as they sway lightly. With hair that drapes graciously from their scalp and a certain shine to their skin, it was obvious this was an outcast, just not one Wednesday had met before.

"Excuse me" The sound of Wednesday's monotone voice had you tweaking an ear at her, your head shifting to the side to adjust to the noise.

"You're excused," you grin silently, tapping the spot beside you with a small slap. "I'm joking, come sit with me"

"Why should I?" Wednesday resorted to her distance, feeling safer a good ten feet away from the stranger than right beside them and a huge drop. And no matter how at ease she is with most things dead, she still has a life to fulfil before it's her own time.

"You came out here for some air, right?" A small hum of both confusion and recognition chimes in the air with a sour taste. "So did I. So come and sit with your guest"

"An uninvited guest"

"Well done, would you like a black star?"

Wednesday scoffs under her breath, reframing herself from just pushing you off of the railing altogether and claiming she had no involvement with the tragedy. "This makes you a trespasser, and it's beyond curfew"

"When have you ever cared about curfew, Wednesday?" To this, the smaller girl widens her eyes, figuratively. She's never had an interaction with you until this point, so how did you know her name? "Besides, it's not like I'm going to do anything"

"How can I be so sure"

"If I ought to do something, I would've done it already"

"Sounds like a bad alibi," you find yourself subconsciously rolling your eyes at this, finding her lack of trust exasperating to your mood.

"Just… trust me. We could both use the company" Wednesday lets a small sigh bypass the gateway that is her plush lips as she casually moves over to you, her hands strictly by her side. Although, they do itch to either push or strangle you… there's no certain in-between.

"It's a beautiful night, isn't it?" You begin, drawing the cautious eyes of the ravenette.

"I'd dare to say I agree" You roll your eyes once more, feeling her stubbornness grow strong. You hum.

"What's your favourite part of the view?"

"The dirt," she shortly replies, having you querk an eyebrow. "It holds many secrets"

"Fair enough," you mumble, taking in a deep breath. "I've definitely become more enthralled by the night sky itself. There's just something in the way it gives everything a new sense of distant power"

Wednesday just hums, still glancing at your side profile as you just grin at the landscaping. Your teeth are so white and sharp that they look almost like jagged blades in the faint humming glow of the moon.

"What are you?" Wednesday blurts out, unaware of her podding curiosity.

"I thought it was obvious," you mumble, finally turning your head to see the smaller girl. And this time, Wednesday's eyes actually widen in a distinctively blurred line between shock and confusion.

The frosty light streamed between your razor-sharp teeth that almost looked like fangs. Thick horns sprouted amidst the cracking skin of your forehead as they lean back past your still hair-covered scalp. Your eyes glowed a menacing tangent of orange, but the luminescent silver scales that climb up your neck say otherwise.

"Never seen a dragon before?" You chuckle lightly as Wednesday just continues to stare into your soul stealing eyes.

"I thought dragons were extinct- this makes no sense" You only chuckle more at Wednesday's utterly wrong statement.

"No- we're very much alive and thriving… the school just doesn't accept dragons for our… reckless and carefree behaviour"

"Then why are you on my balcony?"

"I guess I'm just reckless and carefree" you smile, your teeth adorning your plush-plated lips. "I just needed to get away from my brothers, they're all just so loud when they snore"

"Fascinating," Wednesday mumbles unknowingly.

"Our species is so covert right now that it's almost cute someone finds us 'fascinating', Wednesday" You find yourself hiding out a wicked sight, halfway between a smile and a grin playing a twisted game on your appearance.

A brief silence succumbs to the inevitable as you just stare at each other, Wednesday is still cautiously studying your features like a criminal would do to a bank before robbing it of its values. The only sounds that remain present at this moment are the sounds between you both.

It's weird- unusual for a school of such unusually disturbing sound. Never have you ever heard the academy to be so quiet that you could literally hear a pin drop even from the height of this balcony.

"I don't breathe fire- just so you're aware…" You awkwardly chuckle as her eyes trail down to your slightly parted lips, her eyebrow raising above the other.

"What do you breathe then?"

"Take a gander"

"Ice…"

You nod, finding her answer intriguing as not many would've guessed correctly so easily. "You're pretty observant, aren't you, Miss Addams?" Of course you knew her last name. If you knew her first name, then why wouldn't you?

Wednesday just hums, finally looking you in the fierce eyes once again, just in time for the window to creek open behind her.

"Wednesday?" A familiar drowsy voice calls into the midst of the night.

"Enid. What are you doing up?" Wednesday turns her head to see the bubbly roommate she so much 'despises'

"You left the window open…" Enid groans, holding one of her plushies loosely in her right arm. If Wednesday hadn't already known the girl, she could've easily mistaken her for a small child.

Wednesday sighs, turning back to you. However, she's just left with an empty spot where the only sign of your existence was the frosty layer you left upon the bricks you had previously touched.

"Come back inside, it's chilly out here"

Wednesday's skin suddenly pricks an odd shape upon her sleeved arm. Pulling back the material, she struggles to read the markings, but she can just faintly depict a farewell of "bye" almost spelt on her arm.

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[good-night-doll]

Tis the season~

•Part 6–Mistletoe

: As the Christmas season creeps around the corner, you can't help but want to show your girlfriend all the different activities there are to the season other than decapitating the jolly fat man. 

Requested: No

Word count: 960

Warnings: None

Tis the season to share that happy bond with someone close, more specifically a love interest if you have a particular leathery-leaved parasitic plant that tends to casually hang around door frames or archways.

Each Mistletoe has its own intentions. Some are deviant- meaning they're there to cause mischief. Some criminal- meaning they're there to cause some heated arguments. And some are completely innocent- meaning they're just there for decoration or to unite two sentimental souls who've been crushing on each other for the longest of time.

Either way- a Mistletoe is a festive tradition from way back, a tradition I have to stick to this year for I'm not alone, no, instead I have Wednesday Addams, who may just hate me after today… but it's a risk I'm willing to take.

"What are you doing?" Wednesday peers her head from around a corner, her body soon following "-What is that?"

"A Mistletoe" I grin, earning a scoff from the small girl dressed like an olden TV show.

"I've seen my parents kiss under a red spider lily before… but this?" She tilts her head in uncertainty, eyes narrowing at its perky colours. "It's excessive… don't you think?"

"Not at all," I grin.

"Well… your opinion doesn't dare to oppress mine" I roll my eyes at her, looking back up to the festive plant that serves as both an icebreaker and a heartbreaker.

I could sense Wednesday's looming presence, it's always suffocating and yet I yearn for it… what a strange predicament.

I faff around with the thin leaves on the Mistletoe, gently rubbing and stroking at its small branches to separate them a tad bit more.

"It looks odd…"

I furrow my eyebrows, looking back to Wednesday with hurtful eyes. Odd? Ouch… "It's not that bad…" I frown, taking a step back from the doorframe to look at it.

Oh my, it does look… odd. "How?" I mumble, brain aching as I try desperately to figure this out. "It's a mistletoe though! How could it look so odd!"

"Let me have a look" Wednesday quips, taking a few steps forward until she stands beneath it, her short arms having to stretch a longer distance than my own in order to 'fix' my 'mistake'.

I watch silently- just as Wednesday had done just minutes prior to her complete control over its appearance as she cautiously turns and bends certain parts of it.

"I feel like we weren't meant to touch it in the first place…" I groan, looking at it once again as Wednesday takes a step back.

Does it look better now?

Yes.

Did Wednesday do a reasonably good job at 'fixing' it?

Yes.

But it's still frustrating that it doesn't look perfect for our first Christmas together.

"Maybe" Wednesday mumbles, her eyes shifting from the hung plant to me "but it fulfils its purpose, doesn't it?"

"Yeah?" I say, still quite unsure of all of this as it looks almost depressed with how it's hung up on a simple thread and hook. Its life is to be wasted, to be used for its symbol of fertility- and although me and Wednesday do not wish for kids, it's still nice to have.

But I done this for a reason, I had ordered it and paid for it and I fully intend on using it for its intended purpose.

I step forward, my back straight as I shyly look into the endless cascade that serves as her eyes. I step forward until our heads greet the perimeter of the Mistletoe branches as it hangs a few inches above us.

"Now. What is it that you're supposed to do under one of these again?" I grin, earning a sigh of knowing defeat as she shakes her head disproving of my little trick.

"You know the answer better than I do" Wednesday grumbles, almost hugging herself out of coldness from the small gusts of winter air our heating has yet to tackle.

"But I want to hear it from you" I frown again, waiting for her response. I can practically see it sitting on the edge of her tongue, pounding on her inner lips to be freed from the pits of her gulped down confessions and desires.

"You- You're, y-you're meant to…"

"Meant to what?" I edge on, knowing she'd rather be burnt at a witch trial than admit anything further than a mutual toleration for me.

"You're meant to… meant to… kiss" the last word left her mouth in nothing above a hushed whisper.

"We're meant to what? Fish?" I tease, feeling my heart begin to ache at the sight of her lifeless cheeks as they burn in a swirl of pink and red for her uncertain inclination.

"We're meant to kiss" she grumbles out.

"Oceanic abyss?"

"Kiss"

"Kiss what?" I give her a toothy grin as she crosses her arms.

"You heard me, you know what I meant. Take it or leave it" she spits out, staring me down with a glare that was once intimidating but now just serves as a silver platter for her obviously denied love.

I hum, feeling inclined to do something before she walks away. "I think…" I lean in, pampering her plush lips in a lengthy dab of a kiss before pulling away- grinning once more like a love sick fool.

"I'll take it"

Wednesday just stands still, her eyes particularly wide and lips hung slightly agape. Her cheeks burn even brighter and the tips of her rounded ears even turn colour too. Before I could memorise the look, however, she fixes her expression and stares me on.

"You can't just do that" Wednesday huffs, her upper lip twitching slightly in either a scowl or a smile.

"But I just did… oops"

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Tis the season~

•Part 5–Dancing

: As the Christmas season creeps around the corner, you can't help but want to show your girlfriend all the different activities there are to the season other than decapitating the jolly fat man. 

Requested: No

Word count: 990

Warnings: none

Tis the season for families, couples and friends alike to share their different types of admiration for each other through a special activity- one that dates back to the 3300 BCE, where Egyptians had first incorporated the act in a religious nature.

But in the modern world we've become, dance is more for fun- so humans and animals can communicate through a different type of language that requires no second guessing if done correctly, one that everyone could understand with the right choreographic intent.

And from what Wednesday has told me, she rarely dances. She's said that I could only find her dancing during her pure moments of disgust- that it would have to be under a full blood moon when she'd dissect all her frogs and rats for a disclosed ritual.

So… why not try and have some fun?

We're both sat with content hearts on the couch, a twinkling Christmas tree illuminating the room to a dim, romantic-like setting. Its tinsel glistened and reflected the light source, making it shine ever so bright before fading into the darkness.

The TV is off, but our phone screens dampen our faces with its functions even on the lowest setting.

Our silent breathing mixed into one as our minds work on different things. Wednesday was planning out her novel… another one. And I'm retrieving data from my boss- not the most exciting thing in the world.

She's been emailing me like she was a full blown stalker, but with the correct reasoning for clearance of course. And she's unravelled my nerves enough to gently prod them with her ballistic attempts of threats through the device screen.

I hadn't even messed up anything at work and she's uptight and upset about something, and it has me frustrated.

With a rebellious groan, I throw my phone down on the couch beside me, believing for a moment that if I were to throw the phone, I'd be throwing her absurd accusations away too.

Wednesday had clearly noticed as her head had drawn ever so slightly away from the confinements of her scarf, the tip of her nose peeking at me with certain questioning.

I turn my head, defeatedly as I glance at a blank spot on the wall- its bare surface creating a sense of vengeance in an unforeseen way.

"What's wrong?" Wednesday pipes up, shuffling silently as she awaits a response to her question.

I sigh, still staring at the wall "my boss expects too much of me"

"Isn't that what bosses do? They expect so much from people without putting themselves in their position?" I turn to her, a small glimmer in her dark eyes and a tiny tug at the edge of her Oh-so-kissable lips has me swooning within seconds. "It's Christmas time, like you said, and you said we'd spend the whole time together doing "entertaining" activities- even if they have no significant benefit"

I smile at her attitude, feeling my cheeks stiffen in a sway of admiration. She's right- she's always right! It's Wednesday Addams- the girl has had a toll on our surrounding society for months now and yet she's always right.

"Yeah" I gulp down my guilt, resurfacing with an activity fresh on my mind. "How about we try dancing?"

Wednesday's face almost immediately drops again- going back into that almost robotic-like state as her eyes once again pierce me like a stake to a Vampire's heart. "Dancing" she grumbles.

"Yeah, comn'! I'll teach you!" I beam, my eyes forming crescent moons and minimising my vision into a small crack.

"I know how to dance" she scoffs, standing with her posture as perfect as ever. I watch as she takes a few steps back before she begins to move.

Her movements are stiff but flowy, contrasting in a perfect mix that suited her perfectly. Her arms swayed to her hips and her face stayed strong with no sign of emotion for the duration. But the thing that had me sold the most, was the wide eyed seductive-like glare she shot straight through me. It's as if she's able to see every inch of my brain with that look.

A smile raises my cheeks as I laugh quietly under my breath at her small and oddly seductive choreography.

Grabbing my phone, I open my music and scroll down till I find a song that's calling me. Pressing play, I stand and interrupt Wednesday with a small wave of my hands.

"Put your hands uh-" I guide her hands to my shoulders as I wearily grip her small waist. "Yeah, like that"

"I've never done this before" she quips, a dumbfounded expression playing with her face.

"Well…" I smile "there's a time for everything" I guide her along to the soft Melody, our bodies so close that I could feel the chill of her skin rub against my own even with the gap we have between us.

Her dark but wide eyes are heavily trained on my own, her pink tongue dangerously sticking out to dampen her kissed lips.

I've never seen Wednesday so… perfect before. It's like all the stars in the night sky have realigned to create a beautiful astrology piece. Except Wednesday is far more superior than dozens of flaming balls of light painted across the sky during the night.

"Where did you learn to dance like this?" Wednesday inquires, her eyebrows raising slightly in surprise once I respond, explaining how I learnt to dance in such a way at my uncle's wedding.

"Right foot back, left foot over and across, right foot over and forward" Listing the movements was only a short-lived task as Wednesday had quickly picked up on the repetitive fancy footwork.

We continue to slowly dance our way through the song until it comes to an eventual end where a long silence follows- allowing only the strums of our heartbeats to play the instrument of love for us both.

And it's not like I'm going to complain anytime soon...

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[good-night-doll]

Tis the season~

•Part 3–Ice Skating

: As the Christmas season creeps around the corner, you can't help but want to show your girlfriend all the different activities there are to the season other than decapitating the jolly fat man. 

Word count: 900

Warnings: None

Tis the season to appreciate the outdoor activities alongside the indoor ones too. An activity like ice skating- for instance.

The ice rink has been my best friend growing up, a place where I would go to find all my best and worst memories. It has an irreplaceable place in my heart as it's always been my comfort zone, a place I'd go to cry and a place I'd go to cure my boredom for a while.

I've missed the place as it's been years now since I last visited, and with new journeys comes new people- like Wednesday, who I've dragged out the house on this freezing night to skate around with me before it closes in a few hours time.

"I really don't see the point" Wednesday scoffs, standing by the entrance to the rink- her hands grasping the railing beside her for that extra support.

I roll my eyes, breathing in a steady deep breath to calm my adrenalized nerves from overpowering me. I gleefully look out over the sight with a recalling mind- a sense of pride washing over my top layer of skin.

The smooth, oblong ice rink has a low wall with a metal railing atop that outlines its perimeter. Street lights illuminate the streets around the rink- looking like spot lights for the criminals looking to snatch any last minute grub at a conveniently unguarded house.

Snow-dusted trees and snowdrifts litter the local park just across the road. There's a restaurant on the other end of the park- lit up in golden colours of rich red and fine green to match the festive season's colour palette. Skyscrapers stand in the mist of night just beyond- barely recognisable if you weren't to squint.

But the most exciting part- the few people skating the night away around the rink. It just shows unity in an odd but seeable way, and it has me smiling silently at the view.

Memories from childhood seem so real now, almost so real that I could just about taste the bitter cold sensation I would get when our local Hockey team would lose because a key player was in a world of their own- just enjoying their time on the rink. But did I ever care? No. I cared solely for the rink- not the small flimsy trophy we would've received back in the early years of the 2000s up until the later ones of 2010.

My parents never really gave my addiction much thought, especially since there's a long line of yetis in my bloodline.

How the bright lights around the rink tormented me as I messed up the teams streak with my joy for purely just skating- how the local mothers and fathers would yell at me to do better and how my own teammates and coach looked down upon me. It all seems so hazed now.

"Do we have to do this? Why can't we go home and just bask in the warmth of its confinements?" 

"Because" I pause to look at Wednesday, her face sour with a scarce demeanour "this is special to me" 

Without another word, I take Wednesday's hand and slowly but surely lead her into the icy terrain. Her ankles wobble from the new balance required, her hands grasping my snow glistened coat tightly and her bottom lip tucked so delicately between her snow-like teeth.

"We'll take it slow, okay?" Wednesday only nods to this, complying with a heavy heart as I drag her along the oblong ring that forms the rink. 

The blades on our skates cut along the ice, leaving trails and indents in the frozen over floor. Very faint chatter off to the sides are evident and even the faint music playing from the speakers around apply that Christmas-like feeling as they place all sorts of December hits.

"How do you feel?" I ask, sensing Wednesday's graduate build up of confidence.

"Better…"

"Want me to try and let go?"  

"I, uh-" she evidently gulps, looking at her own feet "okay"

I slowly release Wednesday, allowing her to slowly separate from her only beam of support- me. 

Her knees are bent, hands flimsy by her sides as she struggles to keep herself up. Her eyes are still glued to her bladed feet with black skates- her braids frozen still against the cold weather as they stand like icicles.

However, just as she tries to stand tall, she loses her footing and falls forward- causing her to fall straight onto me. Luckily though, I was able to stabilise her fall before we had both fallen to the hard floor beneath us- causing us to become some twisted meat pretzel on the white ice.

Her gloved hands squeeze into my arms as she regains recognition, looking up at me to confirm she isn't yet on the floor. And when she registers my smiling face, her own shifts and contorts into swirls of mixed pinks and reds. Even the very tips of her ears are heated with the warm colour.

"You okay?" I ask, staring obviously at the blushing girl as she cautiously turns away.

"We're going home" she mumbles back, turning as she grabs onto the railings that are a good five feet or so away- shuffling herself over over the exit.

I laugh watching her as she gradually makes her way to our locker- face ever red and eyes glaring at anyone staring.

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