Wavier oneshots (Wednesday & Xavier)

Pen Pals

In which Wednesday's normie school decides to team up with outcasts and start pen pals.

In this story, Wednesday has no powers, and clearly hasn't gone to Nevermore.

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Wednesday Addams sat in the back of her homeroom classroom, despising ever single minutes of this torturous class. She was a smart girl, and she definitely didn't need the imbeciles they call teachers feeding her information she already knew.

She watched as the girl in front of her played with her curly, long blonde hair.

Today they were learning about being inclusive, after some gay kid got bullied for it. (I'm bisexual, I'm not being homophobic <33) 

Wednesday could not stand the thought of basic human feelings. Why the fuck did everyone have to be so damn sensitive?!

"Have you all heard of the outcast school, Nevermore?"

They was a rumble of groans from the class, along with some nods. Wednesday remained silent. 

"We are begin pen pals with them, and you will all be assigned your pen pal, send letters back and forth and then in three months, we will meet them."

The class went into full chaos, shouts of "Are we kindergartners?!" and "I quit!" were heard from various students. 

"There is no getting out of it, everyone's pen pals have already been assigned."

The class groaned. 

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

Wednesday watched as student after student got called up to get a piece of paper to write on, and a sheet of paper about their pen pals.

"Wednesday Addams." The teacher called. Wednesday dragged herself out of her seat, her feat seemed heavy and useless. 

She made her way to the front of the class, selected the top sheet of lined paper before turning to her teacher and holding out her hand.

The teacher placed a folded sheet of paper in her hand, titled "Xavier Thorpe".

Wednesday, her name being last in the alphabet (She despised how the teacher used first names rather than last), was the last to be called up.

"Write down everything they need to know about you, and you can use their sheets as a reference."

She opened her folded sheet of paper. A small photograph fell out of her paper. She saw a couple other kids get pictures to, but not all of them. 

The picture showed a tall boy, dressed clearly in the school uniform. He had brown hair, with light blonde highlights, it was cut just below his shoulders. His eyes were green and seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. He was with a group of people, you could see them in the background. 

She set down the photograph, and picked up the sheet of paper.

Xavier Thorpe

Type: Physic

Age: 17

Hobbies/sports: Fencing, art, running.

Favorite food: I really like McDonalds.

Favorite color: Blue

Fuck him, fuck these teachers. She was stuck with the most basic sounding person ever, who seemed to have filled out the sheet using the brain of a fourth grader.

Wednesday picked up her pencil and reached for her sheet of lined paper.

Wednesday Addams

I'm human, obviously