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

Unfortunate

Wednesday threw her blazer back on, as she ran
to catch Rowan before he hopped into a car to
be taken to the train station.

"Rowan! We need to talk."

"Wednesday, I'm not allowed to talk to anyone."
Rowan told her, putting his stuff in the car.

"You had a lot to say the other night when you
tried to kill me and Y/n. You told me I was
destined to destroy the school, and hurt Y/n.
Remember? Where did you get that drawing?'
She interrogated.

"I just went into the woods to clear my head.
Then you came after me."

Ms. Thornhill approached the car. "Wednesday.
You shouldn't be here." She warned.

"Yeah, back off, and leave me alone." Rowan
hissed, and he climbed into the passenger seat
with Ms. Thornhill.

Just as the car started driving away, Thing
hopped on the back.

Unfortunately, Thing didn't have much luck. He
had trailed Rowan to the train station, but lost
him in the bathroom. He made it back to
Nevermore and was informing Wednesday on
the situation while she was in the greenhouse.

"How do you lose him in a bathroom with no
windows?" Wednesday whispered lowly to
Thing, who was hiding behind a potted plant.

Thing shrugged.

"A lefty wouldn't have failed me." Wednesday
snapped.

Thing sulked at that comment.

"Don't sulk. Now I'm going to have to find new
evidence myself, since you're the one who lost
our only lead."

Bianca looked over and noticed Wednesday
seemingly talking to a plant.

"I see you finally made a friend. Even if it is a
plant." Bianca mocked.

Wednesday gave her a look. "I go for quality
over quantity."

Bianca rolled her eyes and went to sit down.
Wednesday walked over to the desks, and stood
between the desk Bianca was sitting at, and the
desk that Y/n and Xavier were sitting at.

Xavier was drawing a picture of a spider in his
sketchbook, when he looked up and saw
Wednesday standing there.

"There's an open spot next to me. If you can
stand sitting that close to an elitist snob." He
remarked.

Wednesday hesitantly sat down on Xavier's left,
while Y/n also sat on Xavier's left. Wednesday and Y/n were sitting by each other.

Y/n was writing something. It was like her own book. She started to draw her own illustration.

"Damn was she talented. I mean guitar, drawing. What's next?" Wednesday thought.

"A lot." Y/n whispered into Wednesday's ear.

"What?" Wednesday asked confused.

Y/n was about to respond but Xavier waved his hand over his sketchbook, and suddenly, the spider he was drawing came to life, and started crawling around the desk.

"I doubt Wednesday and Y/n are impressed
by your tricks, Mr. Thorpe." Ms. Thornhill
commented.

Xavier nudged Y/n's shoulder. "Admit it,
you're a little impressed." He said, shooting her
a smile.

Y/ n lightly glared at him and picked up the spider.

She inspected it carefully.

"If I ever become impressed." Y/n turned to Wednesday as she put the spider down. "I want you to rip all my nerves out." She continued.