Wendy came out of seemingly nowhere when she grabbed Jack from behind to drag him deeper into the forest, sharp claws ripping cloth and peircing skin.
She’d caught him off guard, to be sure, and he’d immediately gone for his sword before recognizing her and hesitating.
“Wendy? Wait, what are you doing!? Stop this, you… it hurts!”
What was going on!?
“Thank you. I decorated it myself.” The was a potted plant on the kitchen counter that she petted as she walked by. It leaned into her hand and made what was probably supposed to be a purring noise. The plant would give Jack a sharp toothed smile.
It didn’t take long before Wednesday had pulled out a rather large first aid kit and was holding it out to Jack. “Do you need any help dressing your wounds?”
Regardless how the plant seemed friendly towards wednesday, jack decided it might be better to give it a wide berth just in case.
When she handed him the kit, he smiled and accepted it gratefully.
"That should not be necessary. This is not the first time I have done so."
He'd only used actual first aid kits a once or twice before, and this one seemed to have everything imaginable. He probably wouldn't know what to even do with most of what was inside... especially is his difficulty even getting it open was any indication...
"On second thought..."
