Wednesday Addams getting soft for someone? // Wednesday x Female Y/n

Tyler

Principal Weems drove Wednesday into the
town of Jericho, and parked in front of a three
story, white building.

"Dr. Kinbott's office is on the second floor.
Other Nevermore students swear by her."
Weems said.

"And you'll be waiting here until I'm done?"
Wednesday asked.

"Perhaps afterwards we can visit the
Weathervane for hot chocolate." She suggested.

"Principal Weems, this feeble attempt at
bonding is beneath you." Wednesday said, as she
climbed out of the car. "And chauffeuring your
students around is clearly below your pay
grade."

"Given your history, I'm sure you're intent on
running away. I'm here to prevent that from
happening." Weems revealed.

Wednesday stared at her. "I wish you luck." She
said, closing the car door and entering the
building.

...

"I read the notes from your school counselor." Dr. Kinbott said, as she lead Wednesday into
her office.

Dr. Kinbott was a tall, thin woman with blonde
hair, blue eyes, and had a crescent moon
necklace.

"Mrs. Bronstein. She had a nervous breakdown
after our last session and had to take a six-
month sabbatical."

Dr. Kinbott gestured to a chair. "Go ahead and
take a seat."

Wednesday sat in a chair, and Dr. Kinbott sat
across from her.

"How did you feel about that." She asked.

"Vindicated. But someone who crochets for a
hobby isn't a worthy adversary."

"Adversary? I hope we can forge a relationship
based on trust and mutual respect."

Wednesday sighed.

"This is a safe place Wednesday. A sanctuary where we can discuss anything. What you're thinking, feeling, your views on the world, personal philosophy. She explained.

"That's easy. I think that this is a waste of time.
I see the world as a place that must be endured.
And my personal philosophy is kill or be killed."

"So, for instance, when someone bullies your
brother, your response is to dump piranha in
the pool."

"You know the old saying, never bring a knife to
a sword fight. Unless the knife is concealed."
Wednesday said.

"The point is you assaulted a boy and showed
no remorse for your actions. That's why your
here." Dr. Kinbott explained.

"He lost a testicle. I did the world a favor.
People like Dalton shouldn't be allowed to
procreate. I've answered all your questions.
Wednesday went to stand up, but Dr. Kinbott
stopped her.

"We're not done yet." She said with a smile.

Wednesday sighed again and reluctantly sat back down.

"Therapy is a valuable tool to help you
understand yourself. It can teach you new ways
to deal with your emotions. It can also help you
build the life you want." Dr. Kinbott explained.

"I know the life that I want." Wednesday harshly told her.

"Tell me about it."

Wednesday stayed silent.

"Everything said in these sessions is strictly
confidential."

Wednesday still didn't speak.

"Do your plans involve becoming an author? I
understand you've written three novels about a
teen girl detective, Viper De La Muerte. Can
you tell me about her?"