Wenclair One-Shots

the raven's reprisal on her wolf

Summary:

wednesday has a moment off guard when she learns enid speaks another language, a moment enid has not let her live down. in response, wednesday seeks her harmless revenge.
(TRANSLATIONS AT THE BOTTOM)
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Quiet time was nice when it came to Wednesday's writing time. It let her mind's thoughts run through about whatever she wrote, being in a world where information came to her as easily as breathing. Her own sense of odd silent peace, worries away and like she was in another world than her world of staying in a dorm room at a school.

She would still be there if it weren't for the rustling that started soon after her writing. The rustling of her roommate suddenly looking for something.

"Ugh, where is it?!" She heard Enid mutter to herself as the werewolf searched for something. Wednesday had stopped typing for a moment once her sentence was completed on the typewriter, getting a more clear hearing of the werewolf's search. The noise was creating some sort of bad itch in her brain, and as much as she wanted to snap at the noise to stop, she's found it hard recently to snap at Enid. It was like her heart and mind wished to not snap at the girl as much as she used to, therefore Wednesday turned down the internal argument and for once listened, resulting in the blonde werewolf being the closest friend Wednesday has now.

"And what are you looking for with so much noise?" Wednesday turned her chair to the side and looked to Enid, who paused in searching and let out a shy smile as an apology. "Sorry Wednesday! I can't find my headphones to listen to music. I wasn't wanting to play it aloud, I know right now is your writing time." Enid answered before crouching down to look through some of her lower shelves. "Yes, yet you're making noise anyhow." Wednesday let her know bluntly, taking a moment to relax herself and let herself have just a small break. The werewolf whispered another apology before she started looking through her shelves.

The two girls went silent at the sound of Enid moving items once again. The noise still made that annoyed feeling in Wednesday's brain itch badly, in discomfort, yet she didn't say a word to make it stop. Instead she let her guard go down for a moment, to close her eyes and take a breath, before she would go back to her writing.

"Uuuugh!! διάολε! έλα που είναι;!"

Wednesday froze. Enid's voice had been in a growl, something along those lines got the psychic to stop everything. There perhaps was one unnatural occurrence for her.

Her face felt hot, like it was burning.

"I...had, um, no clue you could even speak in another language." Wednesday despised the way her voice wavered, she wanted to hate the way her normally slow heart suddenly doubled, maybe tripled, in speed. Instead she found none of those feelings, and found Enid's eyes on her in shock and confusion. "Oh, yeah. I uh, my family speaks Greek...Hey, are you ok?" Enid asked, the worry lacing her voice made Wednesday want to shiver from the emotion.

"I'm fine." Wednesday told her fast as she spun back towards her desk, face away from her roommate as the cheery girl thought to herself in concern about the psychic's reaction. Never had Enid seen a reaction like that from Wednesday, one who was normally so reserved and aware be caught off guard. A strain to her voice and a flush added to the pale skin of her face. And that's when it clicked with Enid about what could've happened.

"Wednesday...did you get flustered?" The psychic's brain, even whole body, froze at the question from the young werewolf. Wednesday wanted to turn back with a stern look, her cold glare to tell the bubbly girl that she did not get flustered ever, yet she just stood still. Instead she focused on her desk, tried to focus on getting ready to continue writing by pulling out her sheets of blank paper from a drawer, yet no focus came to her as she heard the small giggles coming from the other side of the room. "OMG, you totally did! That's so different from your normal self!" She laughed, the soft creak of her bed heard as she sat down to calm herself from her laughter.