Spell It Out

Poor Ajax

 Ajax was frozen. It was the entire courtyard. Then to Enid's horror, the entire table started laughing. Biting her lip, Enid's face started to fall.

"C'mon Enid nobody's going to believe that, nobody would get engaged so young," another werewolf started to say, grinning so that his sharp teeth glinted in the sunlight.

"Yeah, and if you were gonna choose somebody at least choose somebody believable", Bianca chipped in, rolling her eyes with her arms crossed.

At a complete loss for words, Enid just stands there, mouth open. She didn't know to be relieved or fearful. Wednesday Addams was quite murderous when she was upset. Just then the bell rings, signaling the end of this unusual breakfast.

As everyone hastily cleaned up and ran off, quickly forgetting the conversation at hand, Ajax gave Enid a completely unwelcome kiss to the cheek goodbye, to which she received stiffly. How she wished it was a kiss from Wednesday. She could swoon at just the idea.

Lost in thought, she doesn't notice when Ajax suddenly flails, arms waving in a futile attempt to catch himself. Enid only catches the second half of it where he literally face planting in the courtyard, Ajax groans. Enid bites back a smile at his demise. As a small figure scuttles away and pauses next to a pillar, she mouths, "Thank you."

One could always count on Thing.

-0-

"Wednesday!" Enid chirps as she practically skips into class, sitting herself right next to the dark haired girl in question.

"I see he is still on you like a desperate and miserable baby", Wednesday commented, not gracing Enid with the same enthusiasm. Her jaw is clenched, eyes dark and stormy. It sets Enid's stomach alight with the blackest of butterflies.

Enid just grins and replies, "Glad to see you too!" The conversation barely connected, and yet Wednesday softened a little, nodding in acknowledgement before the teacher stepped into view, marching up to the front of the classroom and clearing her throat.

The tension does not ease from Wednesday as the class proceeds, even though it was a class on dissection (which usually made Wednesday as close to happy as she ever was). In fact, she only scowls harder.

Each and every time she looks up, Enid catches her glancing in the direction of Ajax. It was exactly the opposite of where Enid wanted to look since the wanting expressions Ajax was giving her only made her feel guilty. Ajax either ignored Wednesday or was blissfully unaware of how much he was angering her. This continues throughout their classes for days.

It comes to a head when Ajax shows up one day with a hershey kiss for Enid.

"That is no way to court somebody", Wednesday declares.

"Look, what do you have against me? I'm just trying to make my girlfriend happy", Ajax complains with a groan at the interruption. By this point he had most definitely noticed her glares.

Wednesday replied in a chillingly calm tone. "I do not like repeating myself, but for the sake of your eardrums that seem too stoned to vibrate, I will do so just this once. Your courting skills are abysmal."

Ajax throws his hands into the air. "Well how would you do it if you're such an expert?" In his mind there's no way that Wednesday Addams, the chillingly cold and sinister girl could be good at romance of all things.

Wednesday steps forward, at the challenge, eyes glued to Enid, unwavering. She extends a cold, pale hand towards Enid, who accepts cautiously, unsure what is really happening. In one swift motion, Wednesday steps even closer until they are chest to chest, head bending as if to smell Enid's hand, only to travel up her arm just like Gomez would but without the kisses. She is so close to Enid that Enid can practically feel the tension, knowing that just a quiver, a sliver of movement and Wednesday's lips would touch her arm.

Absolutely enraptured, nobody - especially not Enid - noticed Wednesday's other hand moving.

Wednesday continued on, up and up until she reached Enid's neck, breath warmly caressing the smooth exposed skin. Enid isn't sure if she's about to die from lack of breath or a heart attack at Wednesday's movements. It was so graceful, so romantic in a decidedly Addams way.

The cold assaults Enid as Wednesday suddenly steps back. It is a pitiful way to realize Wednesday Addams really isn't cold at all, but flaming hot compared to everything around them.

However, Wednesday is right in her element. She smirks as she looks over Enid's shoulder to where Ajax is now pinned onto a wall by two daggers piercing the sleeves of his uniform. "Charming somebody is a loathsome idea, and I do not need to fight for somebody's attention. Nobody is worth that. However, this is how I would ensure I am the only one. No job is done without a weapon."

With that, Wednesday turns on her heel and glides away, leaving a stunned audience and Enid, none of them quite sure if Wednesday meant she wanted to be Enid's "only one", or something else more murderous.

One thing was sure. Ajax was never going to bring Enid another hershey kiss.

-0-

The next class, Enid couldn't take her eyes off of Wednesday. Her heart still beat a thousand times a second from what Wednesday had done in the courtyard. It wasn't just Wednesday touching her and being so close, Enid also found how Wednesday's violence enamored her.

Never, would Enid have guessed that she was somebody into threats, and aggression until she met Wednesday. After all, she was the least wolf-like werewolf to ever exist. According to her parents, at least.

Wednesday frowned at the sudden attention. It wasn't like Enid didn't grin at her in a way that made her want to consider not committing arson for her, but this was a different one. It was a puppy eyed, all too sweet type of look. "What do you want?" Wednesday grumbled.

With a light and airy sigh, Enid replied, "I think I'm falling for you."

"Then stop", came Wednesday's answer. She did not glance at Enid as she said so, continuing to glare at the teacher and black board as if the topic of the day had offended her personally by breaking her guillotine.

Enid blanched at the cold answer. Well that's not what she expected for the first time she verbally confessed her feelings to Wednesday. Why had Wednesday accepted her accidental proposal if she wasn't going to accept Enid's feelings?

Then, under Wednesday's breath so that only Enid could hear, Wednesday murmured, "I don't need you getting hurt, something as soft as bandaging each other up doesn't suit me. It doesn't suit us."

With that, Enid is back to looking at Wednesday with lovey dovey eyes that continues to annoy Wednesday the entire class, so much so that the vein in Wednesday's neck starts to pop out. The idea of being taken care of by Wednesday swirled around Enid's head, making her feel light and woozy. She knew she would sprout wings and fly of happiness if Wednesday truly did that. In other words, Enid just had to make it a reality.

So when the bell rang, Enid stood up with her books, making sure to hook her foot around the leg of the chair as she steps. Flailing with a yelp as she falls, her books go everywhere.

Then suddenly the floor stops rushing towards her. In confusion, Enid looks over her shoulder to find a cold thin hand holding on to the back of her sweater with a surprising show of strength.

Wednesday has caught Enid in the least romantic fashion possible, leaving Enid hanging in midair over the floor. With a yank (as if tugging on a chain) Wednesday pulls Enid upright before walking past her without a word.

That didn't work. Maybe Enid would have to step it up to get some more romantic gestures out of Wednesday. What was the most romantic thing? A date of course! Wednesday was going to love this idea, Enid just knew it.