Wenclair One-Shots

Christmas surprise

Summary:

Enid wakes up on Christmas morning with a new peculiarity on her head.

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Enid Sinclair wakes up on Christmas morning in her dorm in Nevermore. Students unable or unwilling to return home for the holidays could stay at the academy if they wished.

The young blonde and her roommate were part of it as well as a handful of students.

With a loud, barely concealed moan, Enid sits up and stretches in bed. She was comfortably installed in the middle of her many favorite blankets, warm, fluffy and of course in a variation of pink.

Through the window the snow is falling abundantly and a thick layer is already bordering their large round window.

A little further, Wednesday is installed at her desk, she is already dressed in a classic black outfit, she is wrapped in a big plaid, also black. Of course the girl writes, a steaming tea next to her. Thing is standing on the desk and he's wearing a purple mitten that the blonde knitted him for the winter.

"Happy Christmas Wednesday!" Enid gets out of bed and slides her feet into her big wolf's paw slippers. She wears a red Christmas jumpsuit with white fir and reindeer patterns.

"Awful Christmas to you too" The Addams daughter mutters without looking up from her typewriter. Thing gives her a thumbs up and quickly signs 'Merry Christmas'.

"I'm so glad to be here for Christmas, you know there's a big special meal for us today? I saw them setting up the tables by the tree last night. It's so exciting!" She talks with her usual frenzy and it doesn't bother the braided girl so much anymore. She just nods and continues to write. Oddly, she realizes that Enid's presence gives her inspiration and helps her write. She is, however, interrupted by Thing banging on the desk and pointing at Enid.

"Oh !" Suddenly the blonde rushes over and rummages under her bed to pull out a large red and green bag. "I have presents for you guys!" She turns to them to find Wednesday staring at her curiously.

"Wednesday? What's wrong?"

"Come here Enid." The girl speaks as coldly as usual but the blonde almost sees her lips tilt upwards.

The girl obeys, approaches slowly and puts her bag near the desk. Wednesday gets up and stands in front of her.

"Wed-" She's cut off when she sees the girl's hand getting dangerously close to her head. Wednesday stands on tiptoe and scratches... Scratches? Behind her ear?

What is going on ?

Instinctively Enid moaned like a happy puppy and if she had a tail she was certainly wagging.

"That's what I thought, did it show up last night?" Wednesday abruptly stops her touch, it's the first time she's witnessed this and she must admit that she's rather curious.

"What are you talking about ?"

"Your ears of course." The Addams daughter raises an eyebrow under her black bangs.

"What? My ears?" Enid turns and walks over to the mirror on her side of the dorm. She barely has time to get in front of it when she shouts.

"OMG, what is that?!" She automatically touches her wolf ears... Furry and soft.

"I thought you knew that." Wednesday stands behind her and looks at her through the mirror.

"No!"

"I imagine that with the full moon coming, some... Peculiarities are appearing waiting for your true transformation."

The blonde tilts her head to the side, like a much too cute puppy and Wednesday wants to strangle her for that.

"They're pretty cute don't you think?" Enid begins a series of silly poses in front of the mirror and the girl turns away.

"Yes." She mutters to herself, returning to her desk. She changes the subject and approaches the Christmas-colored bag abandoned by the blonde. "What's in that horrible bag?"

"Oh, the presents!" Enid hops up to the Addams daughter and quickly opens the bag. Wednesday can't take her eyes off her awfully cute ears and if they don't disappear soon she'll have to cut them off herself. The blonde pulls a neatly wrapped small package out of the bag, black with a large white ribbon. Her smile is bright as she hands it to the girl.

"I don't have a present for you." Wednesday really hadn't planned on any gift exchange.

"It's okay Wednesday, I'm happy to spend Christmas with you." She turns to Thing who looks at them as if he knew something that obviously no one knows. "Take it, it is for you." The blonde places a package on the desk next to him.

Thing doesn't hesitate for a moment before tearing up the red paper, inside is a manicure kit and a new purple nail polish. He looks delighted when he quickly nods to Enid that the color will go great with his mitten. Wednesday hasn't opened her package yet, she waits for the two idiots to finish their enthusiastic chatter. Then she gently pulls the white ribbon, peels off the black paper, and opens the little box. Her eyes widen and she can feel her heart beating faster. Enid's gift is beautiful, it's a black brooch in the shape of a bat, encrusted with small black stones. She takes it out of its box and inspects it more closely and notices a 'W' etched in the center so subtly it's barely noticeable.

"Enid, it's... Excruciatingly beautiful." Wednesday looks at her like she's never looked at anyone, like her parents look at each other...

"When I saw her I immediately thought of you." Enid takes the brooch from the cold fingers of the smaller one and gently hooks it to the front of her black sweater. "Perfect." she adds while staring at the jewel.

"You obviously know me." Wednesday feels weird, but the feeling isn't as unpleasant as she would have imagined, she might even want more. "Let's go have our breakfast." She ends up saying to get out of her dark thoughts.

Enid nods and follows the girl to the door and when Wednesday abruptly stops the blonde bumps into her. "Sorry." She stammers.

"Who put that there?" asks the smaller one looking over the door.

Enid follows her gaze and her eyes widen, she tries to speak but nothing comes out.

Wednesday turns around and stares at her, she even stares up at her ears before returning to her blue eyes.

"Mistletoe." Her voice is cold and she instinctively turns her gaze to Thing, who is filing her fingernails far too nimble for a severed hand.

"The tradition..." The blonde's voice is soft and hesitant.

"I know."

And that's all it takes for Wednesday Addams to stand on her tiptoes a second time and bond her lips with Enid Sinclair's and her fucking cute puppy ears.

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Author - TheSpringSun

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