𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 // 𝘹𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘦

𝘟𝘟𝘐𝘝

I currently sat in front of Wednesday who was sitting on the ground, ouji board, and everything else needed for a seance right there in front of her. We had spoken with Mother before she left back home with a now-free Father, about Goody, the girl who seemed to be appearing in Wednesday's visions.

We discovered this was an ancestor, and were currently in the process of trying to summon her. I simply sit, my hands playing with my sleeves as Wednesday spews out incoherent murmurs.

A sudden gust of wind enters the room, blowing out the candles in front of Wednesday. I look around the room hopeful that we finally summoned her, only to be disappointed as Enid stood at the doorway.

"Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt your..." Enid looked around the room, seeing the many lit candles and other items we were using, a quizzical look on her face. "Do I even want to know?"

"I was reaching into the black maw of death to contact a relative."

"We" I correct, a small smirk on my face.

"You simply stood there, no helping"

"Ugh, I was there for moral support"

"Well, feels very on-brand for you. You guys have a relative named Goody?"

"She was one of the original outcasts"

"Been attempting to summon her, but she seems to be ignoring my entreaties." Before I can cut in with a snarky correction, Enid spoke up.

"Oh, you thought about using one of my scented candles? The aroma of steak tartare is to die for" I laugh at the girl's seriousness. Before we can continue the conversation, a paper slides through the bottom of the door.

"Maybe Goody answered you after all" Both Wednesday and I walk over to the door, picking up the paper. We unfold it to find a note in magazine cutouts, telling us to head to Crackstone Crypt for answers.

"I doubt she communicates in magazine cut-outs"

"Sounds intriguing" I chime in, grabbing my jacket from Wednesday's bed. "So, are we getting answers or what?"

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We walk through the woods, flashlights in hand as we made our way to Crackstones Crypt. As we continued the walk, we hear a sudden branch snap in the distance followed by Enid frantically pulling out her claws.

"You insisted on coming along, I was fine on my own"

"Hermanita, that's rude. Enid, it was probably nothing, let's just keep going" I walk beside the girl, rubbing her arm comfortably.

We finally reach the doors of Crackstone Crypt, Wednesday inspecting every inch of the place. "Seems like our wanna be deep throat is hefe"

We open the doors, all pointing our flashlights to the surroundings inside.

"Ew," Enid grimaces. "What died"

"Smells like childhood" Wednesday smirks, starting to walk inside. I follow after her, finding that Enid stood still in her spot.

"On second thought, why don't I just stay here?" I nod, closing the door behind me.

"So, what are we looking for in here?" I sigh, inspecting the entire place, top to bottom.

"Anything to do with Goody or Crackstone" I nod. As we continue our look around, a sudden cough comes from behind a statue. Both Wednesday and I stop in our tracks, turning to the sudden noise.

"Whoever you are show yourself, try anything and you'll lose limbs" After seconds stuck in suspense, a group of our friends walks out, Enid coming from behind us.

They all sing happy birthday, Enid now standing with them with a big cake in hand. It was a beautiful design, though it certainly suited Wednesday better.

Once they finish, Wednesday turns behind us, Thing standing there with a small black party hat on. "I should have known you were behind this. What part of 'no party under the penalty of death' did you not understand?"

"I thought my cake was a pretty inspired design" Xavier smirks.

"The pink balloon was my little touch" Enid smiles, rocking back on her heels. "Why don't you make a wish?" Instead of Wednesday doing as Enid said, she moved to a wall nearby with engravings.

"Wait, it's Latin" Wednesday begins to read the engraving. "Fire will rain...when I rise"

"Okay, that's not really a wish"

"The first part of that was burned onto Nevermore lawn. It can't be a coincidence"

"Wait," Ajax mutters, looking over at Enid. "We're never eating that cake, are we?"

As Wednesday continues looking at the engraving, she runs her fingers over the words. As she continued doing this, her head suddenly jerks back, and her entire body fell back. It was a vision.

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"Okay, wait" I sigh, taking another bite from my slice of cake. "Why can't I just sit down and let you paint me instead of this?"

What 'this' entailed was Xavier trying to teach me how to paint as we ate the cake from earlier. Wednesday was now back in her dorm, probably doing more investigation.

"Well, here just sit down" Xavier guides me to sit down on his lap, wrapping his arms around mine. He lifts my hand, guiding it to paint on the canvas. "See, isn't that easier?"

"Definitely" I laugh, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.

"Oh, I got you something" Xavier lets go of my hand, reaching over to his desk to a small gift bag. "Happy birthday"

"You didn't have to get me anything" I giggle, opening the bag to find a rose along with a folded piece of paper. I unfold it to find a portrait of myself. "Xavier, I love this"

I wrap my arms around him, peppering him with kisses. After pulling apart we just sit down, relaxing in each other's embrace. As we continue just sitting down, I feel Xavier sigh somewhat frustrated.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just Wednesday has been fucking bothering me about how I could be the monster"

"Oh, I could talk to her for you" I pull his hair back, giving Xavier one more kiss.

"No, it's fine, just forget I said anything" Xavier chuckles, his grip getting tighter around my hips, his hands only traveling further. I smirk, looking into his eyes.

"I have a way we can celebrate and stress relief. You up for it?"

"Definitely"

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