Summary:
While in the middle of a hockey game the kiss cam decides to land on one Wednesday Addams. Enid quite literally jumps into action to stop anything from happening. They only person who is allowed to kiss Wednesday is Enid.
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Enid could feel the blade of her ice skate slice through the ice. The movement is smooth and harsh all at the same time. Her kneecaps felt the pressure behind each strike of her foot against the ice. Enid could also feel the vibrations of her stick hitting the puck fly through her gloves, the slight hums against her skin helping her stay in the moment. Hundreds of pairs of eyes were on her, but only one mattered.
The score was currently two to one. Enid's grin grew wider, knowing she was about to score her third point of the game. Her shoulders rewound, and her wrist tightened as she went to strike the puck. The crowd's loud cheering and the pushing from her opponents would not stop her. Enid waited for the goalie to lift their arms, and when they did, she struck. The puck blew through the gap between their elbow and waist straight into the net behind.
The loud booming of the crowd was deafening, but that didn't matter to Enid. Her eyes immediately fell on her. Wednesday who was nestled in behind the home team player box. Her hands stuffed into her hoodie pockets, and a slight grin rested on her face. Enid broke eye contact to look at the scoreboard, three to one, and only thirty seconds were left in the second period. This game was as good as theirs.
The players just bluffed the last thirty seconds, just wanting to get the second period over with so they could recoup before the last part of the game. Enid was one of the first off the ice when the buzzer rang through the arena. Her teammates patted her shoulder as she put her blade protectors on her skates. Enid kept on reminding them that, yeah, she scored the points, but it was her amazing team that set her up to do so.
Enid reached down to pick up the water bottle next to her foot. She squeezes it and squirts the water through the holes in her face covering. The cheesy music floods the arena, trying to fill the silence that the gap in gameplay had left. Enid couldn't help but look up at the jumbotron that was located right in the middle of the ceiling. The camera was moving around the stands showing off all sorts of fans cheering and showing off their signs. A smile fell upon Enid's face knowing that she got to do something she loved, play a game that meant so much to her and had a great support system.
The creek of the bench caused Enid to snap her head to the right, where she saw Yoko sit beside her. "Damn, Enid, keep hitting shots like that, and they won't even need me on the ice anymore."
Enid softly elbowed Yoko, "Of course they need you. I need you. Do you think I could have made all of those shots without you guys setting me up?"
Yoko throws her hands up in defeat. Their conversation was cut short by the booming voice of the announcer. " And now it's time for everyone's favorite part, the KISS CAM!"
Favorite was far from the word Enid would use, but hey man, she just plays for the team. Enid and Yoko sat on the bench and laughed at all the awkward moments broadcast on the screen. From siblings to best friends, to...Wednesday.
The screen was currently showing Wednesday, her Wednesday, and some guy who she didn't even know on the screen.
Oh, hell no.
Enid threw her helmet off her head, and Yoko could barely catch it due to the speed at which it was thrown at her. She knew precisely where Wednesday was sitting. She bought her ticket. It was like a scene out of an action movie. Enid leaped over the fencing separating the player box from the stands and spirited to Wednesday's seat.
The guy sitting next to Wednesday jumped out of his seat as Enid pushed him out of the way. "Sorry, man, she's spoken for." Eind maneuvered her way right next to Wednesday. "Hey, gorgeous."
Wednesday could only grin in response. She grabbed Enid by her jersey and yanked her in for a kiss. If Enid could hear anything other than her heartbeat, she would have noticed the loud cheering from the crowd. Too bad she was too caught up in Wednesday's lips to care. The kiss felt like it was too short and long all at the same time. Enid's thick gloves found a place on Wednesday's waist, while Wednesday's knuckles were turning white due to how tightly they held onto Enid's jersey.
The two eventually broke apart, with Enid having a goofy grin and Wednesday's eyes shining in amusement. "You needn't worry, Cara Mia. I was not going to kiss that man."
Enid's skates added an extra two to three inches to her height, making Wednesday angle her head even more, to talk to her. "I know, but I couldn't pass up an opportunity to show off that you are mine."
That appeared to be the correct answer because Wednesday leaned up once more and pecked Enid on the lips. "Very well. Now go back, and make sure you win." Enid nodded as she moved out of the stands.
Yoko helped out her helmet as she went to sit down next to her. "You really couldn't help yourself, could you?"
Enid grinned as she buckled her headgear back on. "No way, man, now let's kick some ass." Enid reached down, took her blade protectors off, and grabbed her stick before running back onto the ice. The third period was about to start in two minutes. Yoko shook her head as she followed her best friend back onto the ice.
Enid ended up seating Yoko up for the game's last goal, the final score being four to two. Wednesday was waiting right next to the player box for Enid to leave the ice rink, giving her the well-deserved victory kiss. Next, Enid will be sure to buy Wednesday a seat right next to the player box. She can't take any more risk, and maybe favorite was the right word to describe the kiss cam.
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Author - soft_but_tough_cookiehttps://archiveofourown.org/users/soft_but_tough_cookie/pseuds/soft_but_tough_cookie
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