"Screamin' from the crypt"
"Tellin' me to punish you for things you never did"After the hall calmed down the screen lit up.
The Addams' car goes through the Nevermore gates. Inside the car Morticia sighs, "At least it's turning into a beautiful day." Bells toll and thunder rumbles. The care drives up to the school.
We are now in the school, "Wednesday is certainly a unique name. I'm guessing it was the day of the week you were born?" Principal Weems asks. "I was born on Friday the 13th." Wednesday replied.
"Her name come from a line from my favorite nursery rhyme, "Wednesday's child is full of woe." Morticia smiles. "You always had a unique perspective on the world, Morticia." Weems said, Morticia hmms.
"Did your mother tell you we were roommates back in the day?" Weems asked Ana and Wednesday. "And you graduated with your sanity intact?" Wednesday asked, "Impressive Really." Ana said.
Weems looked down at a piece of paper, "You've certainly had a very interesting educational journey. Eight school in five years." "Well to be fair, I never got expelled. Wednesday did, I just didn't want to be alone." Anastasia stated.
"They haven't built one strong enough to hold me." Wednesday added. "I bet this place won't be any different." Wednesday challenged.
Ana snorted, and people turned to her. "How did that work out?" She asked Wednesday, people were intrigued by this comment.
"I believe what our daughter is trying to say is that she greatly appreciates the opportunity." Gomez interjected. "We both do." Anastasia said. There's a silence before Weems speaks, "Nevermore doesn't usually accept students mid-term, but given the girls perfect grades and your family's long history with the school, I've spoken with the board and we've made and exception."
"You shouldn't have." Bianca said, Ana turned to her"Oh shut up. Please. You're just a jealous bitc-" Thing covered her mouth, before she could finish.
Morticia and Gomez looked at each other smiling, and grabbed hands. "Larissa, what about Wednesday's, um...therapy sessions?" Morticia asked, "The court ordered them."
"Hmm. The school has a relationship with a therapist in Jericho. She can meet twice a week." Weems answered. Gomez turns to Wednesday, "Did you hear that, my little storm cloud? You're in excellent hands." "We'll see if she survives the first session." Wednesday said. Principal Weems just smiles at her, "I've assigned you both to your mother's old dorm. Ophelia Hall."
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The Great War | WTS | HPxWednesday
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