The Dark, Dreadful Chronicles of Wednesday Addams

Enid vs Wednesday

Once the 3 of us dealt with the group of thugs,
The mutt decided to take us to a hotel. I got annoyed because she was pretending to be a leader.

So I "Accidentally" had a stoplight fall towards her, she quickly dodged it and glared at me. She could glare all she wanted, it wouldn't change the fact she was annoying.

After that, we all went inside the hotel, it was filled with drunk men gambling their money away. In a vain attempt at giving their sad, pathetic lives meaning.

I went to the cashier and ordered to rooms and a dog good house, when the annoying mut heard me saying I'd give her a dog house she flipped out. Screaming "What the fuck is your problem, Wednesday?!! I'm not a dog!!!!!"

I silently started at the nuiscence and I told her
"You follow me like a mut, you act like a mut, you're emotional like a mut..... It doesn't take a rocket scientist to see why I gave you a dog house."

She growled as I walked away from her. It doesn't really matter if she's mad, she'll just get over it and follow me later anyway.

Annoying little mut......

- Meanwhile inside the ancient dungeon -

The hooded man wearing a mask was attempting to torture the Addams parents to death.

Emphasis on the word attempt.

As he sliced, burned, electrocuted, mutilated the both of them.

Both Gomez and Morticia actually enjoyed the sensation of the torture he was putting them through.

"............ Are you done yet, I really need to go back home..."
The father said slowly getting bored.

"I agree with you dear, it was fun at first... But now it's getting boring.
Morticia said to her husband.

"ARRGHHHH!!!!!! You're both taking the fun out of this!!! Why are you Addams so hard to kill off?!!!!!
The masked man screamed asking, wanting to pull his hair off.

He violently kicked a chair inside the cold, dark room to vent out his frustration.

Both of the Addams Parents ignored the man's rage and Morticia asked her husband if he wanted to break out with her.

Gomez told her
"Nah... We should just let our kids find us... It'll be a nice change of pace for them.. Knowing them, they're probably on their way to save us as we speak. Besides... This constant torture is relaxing, it's like a vacation."

- Enid -
I acutally had to sit inside an actual dog house.... While her brother got to sleep on a bed..... I had to sleep in a dog house.....

I was furious.

I got up and glared at Wednesday as she was writing a story in her notebook.

"............ I know you're staring at me, Enid... As usual, you're being a nuiscence....
She said while writing.

I glared at her back as I told her "You put me in a doghouse...."

She continued to write into her notebook, not caring enough to look at me when I talked to her.

"Tell. Me. Why. You could've just given me a bed, but you went out of your way to be a bitch...."
I told the goth.

....................

She completly ignored me, continuing to write in her book.

I've been dealing with this shit for the past couple of weeks, my patience was gone and my anger reached a boiling point.

"Answer me!!!! Tell me why!!!!"
I said as I threw one of the hotel books at her.

She quickly turned around, grabbed her pocket knife, and she sliced the book so fast, I barely even saw her cut it.

After she sliced the book in half, she charged at me, pinning me into the wall, putting her knife at my throat.

I looked into her cold, almost lifeless eyes. It was like she had all the happiness and joy taken away from her....

"It looks like the incessant little mut needs to be taught a lesson.... Luckily for you, I'll gladly put you in your place."
Wednesday said as put her knife on my right cheek. She started stabbing my face with it and attempted to slowly drag it to my chin.

I pushed her away and I attempted to punch her in the face. She grabbed my fist and sliced my arm with her knife on her other hand.

I grabbed my arm in pain, while I was distracted, she pushed me into the ground and stomped on my left leg, almost breaking it beyond repair.

It hurt so much, I couldn't even stand up. After she broke my leg, she grabbed my hair and I started crying. Begging for my life saying "(Sobs).... I.... I don't want to die... (Sniff)... I'm sorry.... I won't question your decisions anymore..... Please.... I'm begging you.... ᴵ ᴰᴼᴺ'ᵀ ᵂᴬᴺᵀ ᵀᴼ ᴰᴵᴱ.... ᴾᴸᴱᴬˢᴱ....."

I could tell she had zero sympathy, I thought I was was gonna die that day.

She dragged me holding my hair into the kitchen in the hotel room, and she repeatedly banged my head into the microwave multiple times.

With each time, more cuts and bruises were on my head, by the time she was done, my entire face was covered in blood and I was a sobbing mess.

After she was done banging my head into the microwave. She banged my head into the kitchen counter. The impact was so hard, I ended up getting a concussion, and she threw me into the floor.

Once she was done beating me, she told me
"Now that you know your place now, allow me to tell You one more thing..... If you ever think of interrupting my writing with your inane over-emotional bullshit again.... I'll put an end to your pathetic life..."

I was crying on the floor with blood pouring out of my head as Wednesday threw a bath towel hard on my face. Telling me to clean myself up.