Wednesday

Chapter 2: Quid Pro Quo

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Back at Nevermore, Wednesday sat at his desk in his dorm holding the eyeball with tweezers, examining it.

"Until I can thwart my mother and get Gabriel's book back, I might have to solve this case the old-fashioned way." He placed the eyeball down and looked at Galpin's phone. "Galpin might have left us a clue, yet even in death he refuses to cooperate."

Just then, Enid burst into his dorm, (Y/n) following behind her.

"I'm doomed!" Enid cried. "I have nothing to wear. And I can't find the top to my zebra striped bikini."

"It's probably hiding in shame." Wednesday grumbled.

(Y/n) stepped forward. "Wednesday, I know you're busy with your eyeball, but could you help me calm her down?" She requested.

"It's an overnight camping trip, my love. How many outfits could she possibly need?"

"Well, there's the bus fit, and the opening campfire, then the late-night swim, and then there's the morning hike and the final jamboree. Not to mention, breakfast lunch and dinner." Enid listed. "You know, if you came it would be the perfect opportunity to get to know the Wolf Pack better."

"As Voltaire once said, 'The happiest of lives is a busy solitude.'" Wednesday replied, which was his way of saying no.

"You can't avoid people forever." Enid insisted.

"Ironic, considering you've been avoiding Ajax." He retorted. "He keeps dropping gifts at your door like some desperate raccoon."

Enid leaned her head back in frustration. "I just didn't expect my relationship with Bruno to heat up so quickly. We literally skipped right past the talking phase. Oh, I just don't know how to break things off with Ajax."

"Well, you need to figure out a way soon. You can't keep doing this to him." (Y/n) told her.

"A quick blow to the head would suffice." Wednesday suggested, dropping the eyeball in a jar filled with liquid.

"I don't want to hurt his feeling. It's not his fault we grew apart." Enid said.

"You're hurting his feelings by not telling him though." (Y/n) pointed out.

Wednesday sighed and turned to face Enid. "Didn't Divina borrow your swimsuit top?"

Enid gasped loudly. "Oh my god. Maybe she did. Thank you!"

(Y/n) watched Enid rush out of the room, and her brows furrowed in realization. "Divina didn't borrow her bikini top."

Wednesday placed a lid on the jar. "I know. I just needed the decibel level to go down so I could think."

(Y/n) chuckled. "Message received. I'll let you get back to your work."

She turned to leave, but Wednesday caught her hand. "I didn't mean you had to leave."

She smiled. "I know, but I don't want to distract you. Besides, I've been helping Enid with her bikini crisis I barely have any time to pack myself."