Don't look at me with those eyes ; Wenclair one-shots

AO3 PT.5

Title : I just want your heart (cuz i want you.)

Summary: It was a surprise that Enid didn't arrive at the Halloween party organised by Bianca as a Barbie doll, more like an adorable.. vibrant Ghost. Even more surprising, Wednesday came with. Based on her outfit it was clear she was a zombie—splatters of hopefully fake blood and bruising make-up. Enid's makeup skills came in handy. Addams figured Enid would get intoxicated.

But it was the other way round. Prompting the night to end in drunken confessions.

(Werewolf Wednesday)

"C'mon, Wenny! You've got to come to the party!! Everyone is going to be there, including Mr!...." Her hands outstretched in the seer's direction, waiting for the deadpan girl to finish her sentence. Her eyes widened as she was running out of breath.

 "rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

"Thorpe." The blonde took a deep breath, yet clearly exaggerating as her body toppled over and a hand came to cover her chest, heaving and wheezing. "I was hoping you'd turn blue before my response." The blonde simply smiled.

"Does that mean that'll you'll join Miss Ghost Enid at the Halloween Party?" Wednesday just stared, contemplating the pros and cons of the party. It was bad enough that she was considering it but it got worse when there were more pros than cons. Her expression hardened, eyebrows furrowed and a scowl forming. She found it hard to believe what she was actually about to say.

"I'll only go to your naive, hormone-driven party if I don't have the misfortune of you tapping me to the wall in my sleep, upside down, and begging me to go to a party."

.."For the rest of the semester as well."

Enid beamed brightly. "That won't be a problem because the only fun party IS the Halloween party!"

"-For the rest of our school days."

"Wednesday!"

"Almost.. done.." She muttered, her tongue poking out from the corner of her mouth. In the meantime, Wednesday found herself thoroughly enchanted by the individual standing in front of her. Their cheeks were delightfully plump, with a faint rosy glow that only served to enhance their natural beauty. Their eyes were a mesmerizing shade of blue, captivating and entrancing all at once. Each of their hands was wonderfully soft to the touch, with an almost ethereal quality to them. And last but certainly not least, their lips were adorned with a deep shade of red lipstick that perfectly complemented their overall aesthetic. Heavenly.. She thought.

"Annnnddd! Done!" The blonde leaned down to the side, picking up a Mirror. "What do you think?" As Wednesday peered into the mirror, she couldn't help but notice the striking array of colours that adorned her skin. The deep hues of purple and plum were mixed with murky yellows and blood moon reds, creating a mesmerizing display of bruising. Even the small smudges of black on her cheekbones seemed to accentuate her features, making her appear all the more striking. Despite the disgust she felt for the make-up that caused her appearance to significantly shift, Wednesday couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at her own appearance.