Wenclair One-Shots

A Note Only Dogs Can Hear

Summary:

Enid and Wednesday have troubling finding each other in a crowd. Luckily, Wednesday has a solution.

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Wednesday Addams did not like crowds. But a certain blonde werewolf convinced her that going to the Jericho Fair was a good idea for a date. The goth couldn't believe that she actually said yes.

'Maybe I am turning into my parents.' She thought to herself, grimacing at the idea. She wasn't one for emotions, never has been, but all it took was Enid Sinclair angrily leaving their dorm room to make all her years of being emotionless and apathetic come crashing down.

Speaking of Enid Sinclair, where was she?

They were playing a shooting game, when Enid said that she was going to get some drinks, but it's been ten minutes and she still hasn't returned. This scares Wednesday, and not in a good way, ever since the Hyde incident she's been very wary of her surroundings especially when it involves her girlfriend. The mere thought of her going missing was enough to put a dozen gruesome images in her head, it's truly a shame that she doesn't enjoy ones where her beloved comes to harm.

A text from her phone pulls her out from her morbid thoughts.

'Willa... where are you? I think I got lost :((('

Relieved that the girl was fine, she shot a text back. 'I am by the bench next to the shooting game.' Simple. Clear. Grammatically correct. No need to go extra.

'Where was that again? I can't see through the crowd.' Ah. She forgot to account for that. For someone who managed to track her down so quickly back when the Hyde was attacking her. Enid could so easily get lost sometimes.

Come to think of it, she had wanted to try this idea out for a while. And seeming as it could help Enid find her quicker, she decided to go for it.

Wednesday opened her mouth for maybe a second, seemingly doing nothing, then closed it again. She sat down on the bench and looked at the crowd. After a few seconds, Enid popped out of the crowd, seeing the Addams on the bench she walked forward and sat beside her.

"So, um... do you have a dog whistle on you, or something?" The blonde asked as she handed Wednesday her drink.

Turning to face her partner, Wednesday tilted her head. "Why would you ask that, Cara Mia?"

"Cause like, I heard something and when I looked for where it came from, it led to you..."

"In that case, no I do not have a dog whistle on my person."

Blinking quickly, the confusion on the werewolf's face became even more apparent. "Then how did you make that sound?"

"With my mouth of course." She spoke with her usual deadpan tone.

"So, you can just like... make that note... yourself?"

"Yes, Enid. I am capable of making a note only a dog can hear with no assistance." She replied, eyes unblinking as per usual.

Enid started laughing uncontrollably. Before she looked back at her girlfriend.

'Oh shit, she's actually serious.'

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Author- ProjectAlastar

https://archiveofourown.org/users/ProjectAlastar/pseuds/ProjectAlastar