Wednesday Addams Oneshots

May I Have This Dance?

Make sure to watch the video at the top to understand the concept of this one-shot. (Also, because you see lesbians dance the tango. 💃🕺)

Your surname is 'Bathory' for this one shot. 

Warning: Sexily Angsty? (I'm not really sure tbh)

"Alright, class!" A thick French accent speaks, garnering my attention and the rest of my peers. We all turn to look at our dance teacher, Mr Alarie, he wore a black turtleneck and tight-fitted tights, his shoes were slips on and he had one of those regal moustaches that curl at the end with his hair gelled back. 

His job for the next 4 months was to prepare my class, the seniors for the Blood Moon Ball, it was a ball that would take place at the end of school every year, where the light of the blood moon would cast its glow upon two lucky students, binding their souls for eternity. 

You thought it was all bogus, you didn't have time for a romantic evening that'll last 4 hours at the end of the school year, you wanted to get on with your magical beast studies, ace your exams, head to university to get your degree in mythical veterinary care and be on your way. 

But unfortunately for you, that wasn't the case, the ball was mandatory as well as 10% of your grade as the Academy had 'school spirit' to boost your resume as well as make the students join extracurricular clubs, such as the after-school planning committee for the blood moon ball so the staff didn't have to do most of the work. 

You came from a somewhat wealthy family, your family had hints of blue blood traced back to your vampiric relatives, although you didn't care much for status and wealth, your family all worked hard to get where they were, and you did the exact same, although in your youth you were forced to take different dance classes, waltz, tango, ballet, it was all on your school file, which you thought no one looked at until you purposely show it to adults of importance in order to get a boost in school.

Mr Alarie was feeling bold today and was going to surprise you. "Ms Bathory, please join me," he gestures with his arm to his right side. You share an inward glance with Yoko, a silent conversation behind the sunglasses to try and understand what the teacher had in mind. You were on the down low with your family background, you were a quiet, mysterious student, and you wanted to keep it that way for at least the next one hundred years. "Ms Addams, my other side." He announces to the class. 

You both do as he asked silently, the braided hair girl was usually calm and expressionless as she obeyed the order, so you went with the flow, not wanting to draw any biased conclusions as you were both now facing each other thanks to the teacher placing his hands gently on your each of your shoulders to turn you both around. 

"These two have a remarkable history in dance," he tells your year, causing you to internally cringe at the fact you were both being displayed like a trophy. A few people were surprised, although a majority of the fangs weren't, vampires lived forever, so it was only to be expected you had done something along that line that would pass the time, although their surprise was directed to the Raveonette. 

But you were a little jolted to hear that Wednesday was someone who knew her way around dance, considering the blood moon dance would require her to get close to someone, physically, it was a mix of tango and waltz. It was to symbolise the blooming bind the moon will affect each soul with, but to you and her, it was just another class. 

"I would like you both to trust each other today, let the music guide you and demonstrate to the class what the ball is all about, passion," he whispers the last word as if it were supposed to have a drastic effect on the students. "And Ms Bathory, I'll be taking these," he tells you, taking off your sunglasses as there was no direct sunlight in the classroom. You didn't have much room for argument due to the fact Wednesday was already approaching you.