Weeks had passed by now and Wednesday had written down a decent amount of pages. She hadn't known how hard her wounds would tear. That memory hurt, yes she knew and didn't mind, but that they hurt so badly that she felt like tearing was new.
Thing had often been on the road. He had met with Uncle Fester and was working with him on a case. Wednesday didn't really mind. She sat in her house by her window, looking out at the endless gray expanses, daydreaming away until she came to the decision to visit Larissa.
She got dressed and was about to leave when Thing entered.
"Oh, welcome back. I'm going to Larissa's, just so you know. I don't know how long I'll be gone."
Thing knocked and gestured that it was okay with him and that she should take care of herself. To which Wednesday nodded. "That's fine, I will. And you relax well."
Wednesday left the house and got into the car.
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When Thing saw her drive off the lot, he set his fingers in motion. He hurried to the printer, started it up, and activated the scanner right along with it. One turn later, he had the documents from her in his hand and began to scan and print them.
He had found a way to help his Wednesday, so he didn't think twice about whether he should do it or not.
After about 40 minutes, the last sheet had been scanned and printed, he returned the original text to its place, deactivated the scanner and shut down the printer. He had all the pieces of paper neatly packed and wrapped and then set off with the small stack.
He hoped it would help. After what felt like an eternity, two villages away, he finally arrived at his destination. He hopped up the steps, dragged the pile behind him and placed it at the doorstep.
Crap, he thought. He had forgotten to add a note with Wednesday's cell phone number. Well, then, he'd just have to explain it that way.
He stretched his fingers, rolled his joints, and climbed to the doorbell. When he heard it jingle, he dropped down and waited for the door to open.
