Snippets And Conversations

Gym sucks

Kind of a continuation of this https://archiveofourown.org/works/44259382/chapters/113849881

They were in the locker room, getting into their gym uniforms. Enid glanced over to Wednesday as she put on her red t-shirt. The goth girl, opting for the black shirt and shorts. When the smaller girl met the blue eyes of her friend, she smirked.

"Wens..." Enid blinked as she watched her friend drop her uniform skirt to the floor. They were the last two in the room, so no need to hide. "Why are you wearing a diaper while big?" She gasped, "You can not do this again. Principal Weems was like totes upset the last time."

"Enid," Wednesday, put a hand to her heart, "You of all people know I am not above this. Besides, I must always prepare for the worst."

"Don't make me lie again... I can't do it for you anymore."

Rolling her eyes, the raven haired girl pulled on her shorts and shoes. They were baggy enough to hide the padding. "Let us get this show on the road."

Walking into the gym, the teacher eyed the pair wearily. He was definitely not comfortable around the two, especially when they are paired up like this.

"Okay," He clapped, "Today is dodgeball." The room erupted in a wave of groans. Wednesday just smirked, unaffected by this information. "You girls," He pointed to Enid and Wednesday, making them both look at him, "Separate, you on one team, you on another."

"But-" Enid was cut off by a pointed finger. "Yes, sir." She sighed, she was unhappy about the events unfolding.

After the teams split up, a row of rubber balls was then placed in the center of the two groups. Wednesday is waiting for this to begin, quickly forming a plan. A whistle blowing pulled her from her thoughts as the front row of teens grabbed for the balls.

She saw Enid had a green one in her hand, getting Yoko out on the first shot. The vampire shrugged as she walked to the bleachers. Standing still, she watched as a boy with shaggy brown hair reeled his arm back launching the ball at her. She stepped into the line of fire without a flinch. It hit her straight in the nose. She made a small smile when she noticed the blood touch her lip. Sitting down, she shut her eyes, allowing the pain to help her drop into a little headspace. But before she could fully drop, Enid came rushing over in a panic.

"Wednesday? Oh my god, you're bleeding." Enid felt faint, "What are y-" She was cut off by a finger being held up. "You-"

Opening her eyes, Wednesday looked around for a moment. Her gaze landed on the blonde girl, who was looking at her in concern.

"'Nid!" The ravenette shouted from her seated position, reaching her hand up to the blonde.

"Oh god damn it- The teacher sighed, "You are free to leave." Wednesday shook her head no, grabbing one of the red balls near her, bringing it to her chest.

"Ms. Addams, please put the ball down and leave."

"No! Play!" Wednesday smiled, holding the ball up to Enid.

The werewolf was getting agitated, Wednesday can't keep doing this every gym class. Enid sighed, putting her hands on the littles shoulder, "Willa, we can play somewhere else, with some proper toys. But not here, okay?"

Pouting, she threw the ball at the back of the shaggy boy's head. "Want Mama, 'Nid being a meanie!" She hit her hand on the floor, where she was sitting.

The blonde rolled her eyes, trying not to laugh. "Okay, kiddo. Come on, let's take you to Mama. We'll see what she thinks about this."

The girl on the floor nodded happily, but didn't stand, "Uppies!" She demands. Enid gave her a blank stare, "Peas?"

"Come on, Wend's. You know you can walk. I know for a fact that your Mama will carry you as soon as you're back." Enid held a hand out towards her, who reluctantly took it.

Groaning, the goth girl pulled on her arm in a silent rebellion, "No fun, 'Nid..."

Enid furrowed her brow, "Hey! I'm plenty of fun! But you have to admit that gym class isn't a joy-filled place." Wednesday huffed allowing her to guide her to the corridor.

"Gym is no fun, even I have to admit that." Principal Weems stated as she walked around the corner. She frowned at the bloody nose her little was sporting.

"Mama!" Wednesday squeals, almost tripping over herself to get to the shapeshifter faster. Launching herself into her caregivers arms, she rubbed her bloody face into her chest.

"Hi, sweetheart. I thought you had gym class?" She questions, as she grimaces at the red coloring her nice, white, pants suit.

"Mama." She repeated, ignoring the question.

"I had a feeling you were gonna try to get out of this again." Larissa sighed as she picked her up, noticing the squish of the padding. "Did you put a nappy on her?" She raised an eyebrow at Enid. Said girl shook her head, biting her lip in nervous anticipation of the conversation about to happen.

"Wednesday, could you explain how you're wearing a nappy, when you apparently just dropped? You don't know how to put one on yourself when you're little." Weems narrowed her eyes at the little girl, who was deliberately avoiding eye contact.

The girl squirmed in her arms, putting her thumb in her mouth and mumbling around it, "Dah, mama?" Larissa shook her head, making Wednesday look down towards Enid.

"Darling, you're little right now but not that little. Don't even try it, Missy."

Enid sucked in a breath, making all the attention go to her, "She was changing in the locker room and I saw it earlier!" She finished, flinching back, "Then she got hit with a dodgeball..."

Larissa smiled gratefully at her young student, nodding at her. "Thank you Enid. I'm going to take this naughty little girl back to our apartment now so we can have a chat."

Wednesday whined as she glared at Enid, who grimaced in a silent apology.

As they walked away, the girl in her arms pouted, "Mama, 'Nid a meanie!"

Weems sighed, "No, she's doing what she's supposed to do, Wednesday."

Walking into the apartment, she laid the little on the changing mat and gave her fresh padding. Making their way back to the living room, they sat down on the sofa together. Wednesday tried to wriggle off her lap, but held her steadily in place.

"We need to talk about this, sweetheart. You can't keep avoiding gym class."

"No like it..." Wednesday grumbled, looking down at her hands.

"I know you don't like 'unnecessary' physical activity but this is something you need to be healthy." She explained, she didn't want to have this talk with her, but she didn't learn her lesson the last time.

Leaning forward, Wednesday laid on her caregivers chest. "No like it..." She repeated.

Larissa stroked the littles hair. " But you still have to do it, baby. Sometimes it can be fun, you know, like fencing?"

The girl on her lap huffed, "Don' like fences."

Weems sighed again, she's been doing that a lot lately, "How about I give you a new toy for every five classes you attend without purposely dropping or pretending, hmm?"

Raising her head to make eye contact for the first time, Wednesday's brown met blue.

"Three."

"Five."

"Three."

"Four, but you get a coloring book as well."

"Deal." Wednesday let her head fall back on to Weems' chest, playing with her necklace.