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Yeah this look even better sorry bruno bt wenclair for life lol
Agnes: I didn’t try to kill her because she was gay. I tried to kill her… and then… she happened to turn out to be gay afterwards…
Enid: I WAS GAY WHEN YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!!!
Enid: "I'M CRYING. YOU MADE ME CRY!"
Wednesday: "Baby."
Enid: "No. Now is not the time to call me pet names."
Wednesday: "No. I'm calling you a baby. I'm insulting you."
Enid: *stepping over to Wednesday's side of the room* Sooo what are we doing today babe?
Wednesday without any hesitation: I wish to be left alone in eternal darkness today, Enid.
Enid: Okay cool! I'll bring a nightlight so you don't get scared *happily trots away*
Wednesday: *reconsidering homicide*
Pugsley, whisper-yelling: Shut up! Be quiet, we’re gonna get caught!
Enid: I’m trying!
Wednesday:
Pugsley: Try harder——
Morticia, holding a lantern: Children it is 2 in the morning, why on earth are—
Pugsley and Enid freeze with their arms full of various snacks, while Wednesday freezes mid-sip of water.
Wednesday:
Pugsley:
Enid:
Morticia:
Gomez, emerging from the pantry, arms also full of snacks: I got the—
Gomez:😶
Wednesday: “Are you my father?” Wednesday asks once she sees an opening to tap-dance on Weems’ nerves.
Larissa: “Wh—what on earth are you on about?!” Larissa sputters in a high-pitched voice, confused and a bit shocked at where the situation is going.
Wednesday: “Only a descendant can be my spirit guide, and that’s the only thing that makes sense. Are you my actual father?” Wednesday adds with a bit of a shrug, her lips tugging up slightly before she schools her features.
Larissa: “I wouldn’t say that…” Larissa says with a thoughtful look on her face as she thinks back to the one night she had with Morticia after a reunion.
Wednesday: “What?” Wednesday asks, her tone shifting slightly, eyes widening just a tad.
Larissa: “I don’t know, Wednesday! What fresh hell is this? Is this my hell—having to deal with you?!” Larissa scoffs defensively, immediately pacing away from Wednesday as she tilts her head back in a silent prayer for strength now that she has to deal with her all day, every day.
Wednesday: “You mean our hell, Dad.” Wednesday’s voice drops low and dangerous, her eyes squinting as her jaw ticks—the pint-sized goth already plotting to question Morticia relentlessly about this.
Larissa: “Oh, get me a fucking priest. I want to leave.” Larissa whispers in a desperate plea, dread building as she realizes the questions are coming.
Wednesday, staring at Enid:
Enid, with a big smile: …it’s cute!
Wednesday: It’s a collar, Enid.
Enid, batting her eyes: …but is it cute?
Wednesday: I’m not wearing this. It’s pink.
Enid, nodding and taking out something else: Okay. I planned for this. What about this one? It has skulls.
Wednesday: Skulls?—wait a minute. No, Enid. It’s still a collar.
Enid, nodding again: Okay. I understand. Something more subtle.
Later at lunch…
Divina, staring:
Yoko, snickering: So—
Wednesday, sitting down with a “Belongs To Enid Sinclair” pin on her uniform: If you say anything I will destroy you.
Divina, trying not to laugh because she’s respectful: No, it’s cute. Yoko isn’t it cute?
Wednesday, staring actual daggers:
Divina: I mean very terrifying.
Yoko, quaking from holding in her laughter: Yeah I’m literally shaking.
Bianca, dying laughing and snapping several pictures: She’s got you by your balls. This is the greatest thing I’ve ever seen.
Wednesday, still glaring: I will have my revenge, sleep with one eye open. All of you.
enid: i'm asking permission to marry your daughter.
gomez: what is this, the dark ages? you know what? since you’ve asked, no you can’t. beat me in a duel first.
