a series of [un]fortunate events || a wenclair collection [explicit]

4. perfume

Wednesday's POV

"Enid, why do you wear so much perfume even when we are alone?"

"Um... because I toot. A lot... and I'm very self-conscious about it. Please don't make fun of me or make snide comments about it..."

I refrained from responding in my usual manner. I understood that Enid felt very nervous about this confession and embarrassed, and... I was trying very hard to be more considerate of her feelings.

"I need to tell you something, and if you repeat this to anyone you conspire with, I will punish you severely, do you understand?"

"Maybe I want you to punish me, babe."

"Enid. I am serious."

Enid nodded slowly. I swallowed hard. I had never experienced embarrassment or even nervousness before, but I wanted to assure Enid that she was not alone in this... bodily function slip she would emit, so against my better judgement, I revealed to her a similar situation.

"You were sleeping soundly one night, looking... very adorable, I will admit. I had planned to write in my novel, but I did not wish to disturb your sleep, I know you tend to get irate if you do not get enough rest. Anyway, I tried very hard to work on my novel, but I guess something did not sit well with me, so I... very stealthily... released some gaseous pressure without waking you up... I was surprised you did not notice the change in the air."

"Can I tell you something? I kinda did smell it, but I know if I brought it up, you would be rightfully pissed off at me... that's part of the reason why I spray so much perfume. I figured it would stink less than... y'know...?"

I nodded in agreement. I suppose that made sense.

"So, as you can see, I do not judge your embarrassing moment. It happens to all of us, even one such as I. Although, I would prefer that if you just cannot hold it in, do make it a habit of warning me. I may enjoy the smell of death, but... and I say this with sincerity... you stink."

Enid simply giggled before leaning in for a kiss. Something I had gotten used to from her. Our relationship was... moving out of the complicated stages and into something that... I did not mind exploring with her. And if she was comfortable... releasing her gaseousness in front of me, who was I to say anything against it?

"In all sincerity, Wednesday... you stink, too. But I love you."

I rolled my eyes before pushing her down onto the bed, smirking.

"For that, Enid... you must be punished."

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