Wenclair Oneshots

Coffee Date.

Enid's Pov again 🐺🐈‍⬛
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I kicked my feet under the table, smiling deeply at Wednesday.
 
  "Im glad you agreed to go on a date-, ahem, I ment, girls hang out day," I corrected myself quickly, averting my eyes away from the girl sat infront of me, taking a large sip of the drink I had ordered.

    "Thing had told me that I needed to spent time with you, don't get all fuzzy, Sinclair," Wednesday had told me, a light dab of purple tint spreading across her face.

Oh..blushing, I see? ;)

    "Are you sure Thing told you? Or did you just really miss me?" I teased Wens, gazing up at her gently, kicking her foot ever so lightly.

    "Yes, I am extremely sure. Thank you," Her cold expression kicked back in her face, shaking her head then taking of the coffee she had ordered."

I shook my head as well, disapproving what she had to say.

    "Guess Thing's new name is Wednesday Addams. I'll even ask him when we go back to the dorm, Wens," I replied cockily, making guns out of my fingers.

Wednesday sat there silently, her lifeless gaze relaxed into a seemingly normal one.

    "Okay, since we are here together, spending time, we should probably do something instead of just kicking each other," Wednesday scoffed coherently, tapping her fingers on the table impatiently.

    "Someone is a lil bit grumpy today, aren't we, Nes?" I smiled, reaching my hand out and putting a single finger on Wednesday's hand. It was...surprisingly warm.

    "Im finished, goodbye, see you at the dorm."

Wednesday quickly walked out of WeatherVane, and I mightve seen a deep purple splashed all over her pale face.

     "Blushy today, isn't she, Thing?"

Thing crawled over from the side Wednesday had sat at, secretly tapping to Enid when he could.

  "You're a greatwingman,or..winghand, Thing. I admire that. Ill definitely get more nail polish from Yoko and we can talk about this later!" I squealed, smiling at the hand, putting the money on the table,and rushing out of WeatherVane.

To my surprise, Wednesday hadn't left at all, she had been waiting for me right outside of the shop.

    "Not a word, dog," She growled in a monotone voice, shifting her stance.