All For Not - Wednesday

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"I am famished." I avoided her gaze as she looked at me, swallowing. She turned to Wednesday, "you're not hungry, darling?"

"My appetite eludes me, Mother. The same way the truth eludes you." Wednesday simply walked away just as Enid made it to her own family, "we need to tell her." My eyes shot over at the simple whispers, "she'll never believe us, we must stay strong and hope that something more morbid comes along to distract her."

My eyes follow the woman as she struts away with her head high, my father looking to me next, "and you my little wanderer are you going to eat? I see you have some fish already," a nod paired with words became directed at him, "nothing quite suits my taste as I'm sure you know father...however Enid is slowly trying to introduce new foods to my diet... Like lasagna..."

"Ohh, and how did you like it?" I contemplated looking over at him before giving a shrug, "I'm not sure, on one hand most of the dairy was made with chemicals but the mozzarella wasn't truly mozzarella," he nodded, understanding my words exactly, "you know, it will never be the same as homemade italian."

"I brought you some potpourri back from that lady in town," my head turned to look at the younger boy beside me, "you brought me wood pulp?" He shrugged, "I don't really know what it is, but it tastes good," I gave a hum in response as he opened the napkin in his palm taking a chip, "thank you Pugsley..." He dimly smiled as our father moved over at the sight of snacks.

Taking a chip just as my father did, I took a small nibble of an edge before letting the flavor overwhelm my taste buds, "good right?" Peering down at Pugsley I reached back down for a few extra before taking a large bite as the first chip crumbled in my hand, "it's quite nice, we should keep these at home for poker night..."

Father agreed and we each began to nod, standing in a circle with each other, "oh that would be nice, a good iron rod joust and some snacks..."

"Hey, do you think mom or Wednesday would want any?" I swallowed at Pugsley's question, "of course not, mother wouldn't even try it if you asked her too..."

He didn't speak of our sister once after those words, instead father spoke up curiously, causing Pugsley to peer at me along with him, "so my little wandering spider, have you made any friends?" My eyes shot back to our father with a blink of boredom before glancing towards Enid's table..

"I have a few I suppose..." I received a look from both of my family members, "my roommate and a few others, you might meet them, but I wouldn't hope for the chance..."

"Well can we meet your roommate then? It's a surprise you've kept one for so long," I turned instantly after nodding, "right? I thought for sure Wednesday would have run her off by now..." I nodded at their words, mumbling to them, "She's changing, like a caterpillar..."

Walking away with them in tow, my eyes narrow taking in the sight of Enid hunched over as she leans back in her chair, not touching her steak. Clearly she was annoyed, or well beyond mad and saddened by her interactions, "Enid..."

She looked up at me as I came up to her side, her posture immediately relaxing, "my father and brother would like to formally meet you, is everything, alright?"

"What, oh yeah, I guess so," she stood as I moved over letting my family view her, Pugsley immediately offering the napkin full of treats up to her, "potpourri?"

Her face had become an awkward reflection of her mind as she looked at his offering, "no thank you, mostly carnivore," her shrug had him nodding and retracting his arm with a small smile on his face, "it's lovely to meet my daughters best friend, I'm Gomez Addams and this is my son Pugsley," her thoughts had frozen until she jumped on me, "I knew you thought of me as your bestie!"