Enid woke up to a plush couch, which was odd given that she remembered riding on the back of a very dangerous speeding truck a few minutes ago. Tara was on a recliner to the right of the couch, a blanket wrapped around her small body. Enid looked around sleepily, surprised by the dim lights of the room, which were pretty cozy.
"I'm still not surprised that you drugged them. It's certainly something you would do." Enid blinked, tilting her head slowly to look at the speaker. A person in a blue face mask, which was dark and stained with blood. It looked like Wednesday's blood, black and slimy, dripping like sludge that didn't seem healthy.
"They're new, they're not used to the Slenderman's Grove yet. It plays tricks with the mind, you're a doctor Jack. You should know this." Wednesday was standing by a fireplace, arms crossed as their shadow flickered with the roaring fire.
"I'm sure Enid could've handled it, she's a fierce girl." Amber smiled at Wednesday, glancing away from the conversation in favor of looking at her phone.
"And Tara?" Wednesday asked, looking unamused and rolling their eyes.
"She used to be human, right? Must've been a little monster of you were interested in her Freeman, just like our Addams here."
The tall figure with the blue mask ruffed Wednesday's hair affectionately, leaving sludge that dripped down their face like fresh blood. The monster huffed, pushing 'Jack' out of the room.
"Just go make dinner, we have things to do!" Wednesday snarled, pouting as they faced Amber and leaned into her side.
"Did you drug us?" Enid jumped at the sound of Tara's voice, looking toward the sound of ruffling blankets and watching as the short girl struggled to get out of the recliner with the blanket wrapped around her. Enid sighed, releasing a soft purr-like growl as she watched her small girlfriend. She was so glad Tara ended up ok.
"Enid hasn't done her trial yet, so that's understandable," Amber spoke absentmindedly as she went to help Tara, leaving Wednesday to watch as she lifted her struggling girlfriend.
"There, problem solved!" Tara blushed against Amber's neck, her face hidden as the taller killer held her close and gently rocked her.
"Come on Tear-Bear. Bedtime " Amber laughed at the pout on Tara's face, sighting as she put her down and let her escape the blanket.
"Not funny Amber!" Tara hissed, digging in her pockets and finding her phone. It was buzzing incessantly, which made her annoyed.
She looked at the contact, pausing and staring at the screen when she saw what it read.
Sam Carpenter is calling you.
Accept? Decline?
Wednesday paced outside of the large office the Slender resided in, arms crossed and nails digging into skin. They were trying not to eavesdrop on the conversation, anxiety nipped at their feet like excited animals ready to greet their masters, while concern leexhed off of each of their partners.
"Wedns, come on. You should relax, believe she can do it." Amber swung an arm around Wednesday's shoulders, which made them snarl in surprise.
"Wolfie can do it, The boss is going to love her spirit! We just have to test her, like we did with Tara."
"Yeah, I just want to point out that I technically died during that trial. But here I am." Tara smiled sarcastically, throwing jazz hands toward Wednesday and Amber. They both laughed, Amber's full-body laughter of delight a contrast to Wednesday's soft smile and chuckle.
"My sister Sam called, she's going back to Woodsboro for a highschool reunion. She just-" Tara started to explain her idea, only to be interrupted as her phone started vibrating again. She scowled, taking it out and pushing the Decline button again.
"Won't stop pestering you?" Tara sighed at Wednesday's words, unsurprised as Amber quickly wrapped an arm around her and pointed at her phone with her knife.
"I could kill her for you, since you did say she left you." Tara laughed softly, leaning into Amber's touch and smiling at Wednesday.
"I guess, I just had something more fun planned. I thought we could stage a spree and blame her, give her something she can't escape from.
"Like her dad?" Amber asked with a grin, which made Wednesday raise an eyebrow.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea, Proxy of mine. Take your partners with you, and go kill in my name."
The office doors burst open, pure darkness seeing the light for only a moment as the blonde werewolf was forced out into the hall and very nearly collapsed onto her partners, only to be caught by Wednesday and immediately captured in a group hug.
"Looks like we're going to Woodsboro Bitches!"
"I never want to go in that office again..."
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I've Got To Make You MINE - TamberWenclair
FanfictionWednesday Addams was always a child of the forest. They'd spend hours among the trees, climbing, foraging, hunting. Their family always taught them to respect the spirits of the forest, to bow and say nothing of their name. But when the spirits know...
