Wenclair's Love Story

Wolf-napped!

Narrator (with a transatlantic accent):

It's a new year in Jericho. It brings cheer, exciting many people with shallow promises or lofty goals to get gym memberships, giving them yet another reason to improve. It's a time for new beginnings, new highs, lows... trouble.

'Trouble,' You say? Yes. Nothing's ever simple for Enid and Wednesday. Trouble seeks them out, always brewing in unlikely places. Simmering until the pot boils just enough the lid is blown off and now you're left with goopy pasta all over your floor... ahem, I will be picking up my dirty pasta now.

Anyways, I'll stop narrating like a 1950s murder mystery and get to the good- or not so good stuff...

Enid Sinclair's POV:
January 4th, 9:55 pm

Wednesday is typing a new chapter of her novel while I'm busy making a TikTok, recording outside so the camera can pick up the stars! (where my girlfriend typically plays cello.)

The cover song I recorded yesterday is blowing up! I want to keep my audience engaged, that's why I'm making a dancing video! Seriously though, 100,000 likes in 12 hours is insane to me.

I do find it weird that half of my comments are saying 'sleeping on the highway' and 'screaming, crying, throwing up,' but the other ones are more expected with people saying, 'me and who?' treating my comment section like a dating app, which I find pretty funny. Others are complimenting my voice and our appearances, and of course, a few rotten and homophobic eggs are bashing us so they simply get deleted.

The good is far outweighing the bad, It's cool to see how many other queer creators there are. I've already gotten DM's from around the world complimenting how genuine our love looks. In one video, my likes quadrupled the stats of my blog. I feel famous and all it took was a cute video of me singing to my girlfriend. Who knew we had so many Wenclair shippers?

Aaannnndddd done! Okay, my second video is complete and now It's time to post ahhhh! It came out super cute, I love my outfit today. It's pink, bright, and cozy while still being fabulous. I added rainbow accessories since I love a good pop of color.

I hit the 'post' button and place my phone into a jacket pocket as the bitter wind swipes, nearly knocking me off my feet. Geez, guess it's time to head back inside.

Something's off, I smell another presence nearby but that's silly. I'm sure it's just the wind messing with my nose. Moments later, that's when I feel it. Someone's behind me... I turn around, anticipating my girlfriend just trying to scare me.

Seeing someone actually there makes my soul momentarily leap out of its skin, "Good one Wens, you really couldn't find a more convincing scary mask? Seriously, a ski mask was the best you could think of?" But something's not right, "Wait, Wednesday, why are you taller than m-"

The masked figure puts a cloth over my mouth, shutting me up. I inhale out of fear and suddenly the world hazes over. This is not my girlfriend, I glance through the window and see Wednesday with her headphones on typing inside. Ugh, she can't hear the commotion, turns out her favorite Christmas gift is aiding in my death. Damn, why do they have to work so well?

Before I'm completely knocked out, my claws emerge, I manage to scratch my captor, as they grunt. Geez, things feel fuzzy. I could have sworn I recognized that voice. I can't control my limbs as they fall limp into my captor's arm. God, I wish they were Wednesday's arms, not some wolfnapper. Before I know it, the world goes black, nighty night...

Wednesday Addams POV:
10:30 pm

Enid's been outside for quite a while, it's frigid out and she doesn't have the same adoration for the cold as I do. I wouldn't want her to get sick. I type the last sentence of chapter 51, slipping off my headphones to check on her.