Wenclair One-Shots

Jumbled Words

Summary:

Enid can't flirt and she forgot that doing things ironically leads to you doing them unironically.

or

Four times Enid messes up her pick up line + one time she nails it.

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Enid was someone who had no game to be blunt. Though it wasn't a lack of charm or a lack of trying. Love is something that was very important to her ever since she was able to understand what it meant to love someone. She just got nervous easily when it came to love.  And when Enid got nervous she would jumble her words. Which is a totally normal reaction but it wasn't the most convenient trait.

One year in middle school her friends got her the gag gift, a book of pick up lines. They all laughed at it and joked about how Enid would get all the girls now. One day out of complete boredom Enid actually read the book and she thought it was funny so she may have memorized a few. Eventually a few turned into most of the book. Her theory being if she knew what to say she wouldn't get all mixed up.

Enter Wednesday Addams. The Addams family were sort of Nevermore legends. People thought very highly of them but Wednesday didn't ever seem to care about that. Enid found that admirable because there were plenty of kids from 'noble' families who would look down on other students. She found a lot of things about Wednesday admirable. Her drive to complete her investigation, her wits, her dry sense of humor, her brutal honesty, her protectiveness, and she was also really pretty–

Oh fuck.

Enid entered the room to see Wednesday typing away at her typewriter. She had devised a shitty (she was self aware at least) plan to make Wednesday Addams fall for her. What could go wrong? It's just a pick up line. Enid thought to herself as she dropped her bag next to her colorful bed and walked over to Wednesday. She leaned against the wall and opened her mouth.

"If I could rearrange the alphabet," Wednesday looked up from her paper and straight into Enid's eyes. It felt as if the black-haired girl was staring into her soul despite her wearing her usual emotionless expression. "I'd put u and o together!"

"U and o?" Wednesday's face morphed into a puzzled expression. More puzzled than when she was investigating a literal murderer. Enid's soul left her body.

"Wait- Shit- I meant u and– um you know what just forget it" She quickly walked away and climbed into her bed. Hiding her extremely red face in the pillow. Wednesday however was left confused and turned back to her typewriter.

Enid was nothing if not determined and optimistic. She wasn't going to give up that easily. Truth be told she has done worse. This time she took the easiest one in the book. She couldn't mess this up, now she just had to find Wednesday. She searched across campus and found her with... Tyler. She hated that normie. She didn't trust him. He was saying something but Wednesday seemed like she couldn't care less. She walked over and Wednesday turned to her with something in her eyes. Relief? Couldn't be this was Wednesday Addams after all.

"Heyyy Wednesday" Reached the two and she put her arm around Wednesday's shoulder.

"Tyler, leave us." The boy's face scrunched up.

"What but I was trying to say–" He started his protest but the short girl was not having any of it.

"Now." She looked him in the eyes and if Enid had been on the receiving end of that stare she would flee the country. "If I have to tell you again I'll skin you alive and make you our new rug."