Wenclair One-shots

Emotions VS Reason

Emotions: Enid
Reason: Wednesday
That's it. That's the summary

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POV: 3rd person, you can hear everyone's thoughts

Before we get into the situation at hand, we must first look at where this all began.....

Wednesday Addams was a bright young writer. She has just begun attending Nevermore Academy. A school for outcasts quite like herself, but also so very far from herself. How she managed to be an outcast in a school of outcasts was baffling to most. Not to her, though.

Wednesday always knew that people would fail to understand her. Mostly because she had sworn to herself so long ago that trivial things like chemical reactions in her brain would not affect her. In simpler forms, emotions were cast aside. She had no time for them, no time for anything but reason.

So she lived her life as a weirdo among weirdos. Constantly in the outskirts of those around her. Most would hate it, she knew that of course, but she loved it. That is, if she allowed herself to love.

In came her roommate, Enid Sinclair. This brightly colored, so full of energy it seemed she was constantly buzzing, werewolf.

Enid was the opposite of Wednesday, it was that simple. The two were against each other in every way since Wednesday had shown up.

The biggest issue though wasn't Enid's colorful clothes, obnoxiously loud music, or her gossip tendencies. No, the biggest problem was the emotions. Enid lead her life pulled by emotions, constantly changing emotions at that. She was overly happy, overly sad, overly excited, every single day.

Wednesday hated it, couldn't believe she'd been forced to live with someone who clashed with her to such an extreme she wished to jump out a window. Or to throw someone out of it.

Said window in question even showed their differences, half colored and half neutral.

Neither girl was ready for this year, or for each other.

These girls would soon figure out, that maybe, just Maybe. Reason and Emotions could mix.

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"Wednesday!" Enid came bursting into their shared room. Slaming the door wish such force that both girls glanced at it to make sure it didn't break anything.

"What is it, Enid?" Wednesday responded, turning her attention back to the typewriter in front of her. Internally she sighed, shed have to continue writing later, when Enid was less distracting.

"Ajax just broke up with me! I mean, can you believe him? We've been together for like almost a year! And he goes 'Enid, I just don't think this is working.' What kind of bullshit is that?!!" Enid was shouting, getting louder as she spoke. She was also pacing her side of the room, clearly holding back her werewolf instincts by clenching her firsts tightly.

Wednesday always appreciated seeing this side of Enid, the side that most didn't see because she hid it so well. But again it just showed how the werewolf girl was overly affected by emotions. Wednesday despised it.

Wednesday had to think out her response carefully though. She did not want to make the wolf angrier, she had learned making her roommate more upset was never a good idea. The two barely worked together, adding more feelings to Enid's list would not do.

"I always knew he was a stupid boy." Wednesday finally spoke, and she noticed the slight hesitation in Enid's pacing. It didn't stop her though.

"Enid, if you pace any harder you will form a hole in our floor. I do not wish for that to be the case.