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

Disappointed

"Let's assess, shall we?"

Wednesday was tied to a chair and had a black
bag over her head.

"Bag over my head for optimal
disorientation, wrists tied tight enough
to cut off circulation, and no idea if I'm
going to live or die. It's definitely my
kind of party.

Wednesday feels someone grab her wrist as she try's to pull away. "Stop, it's me." Y/n whispers.

"Y/n?" Wednesday asked.

"Yes, it's me. Now hold on I'm going to get you out of here." Y/n whispered in her ear.

Just before Y/n was done untying her.

Someone ripped the bag off of Wednesday's
head, and she was face to face with a bunch of
people in robes wearing bird masks, and a
projector shining in her face.

"Who dares breach our inner sanctum?" A
deep, distorted voice asked.

"You can take the mask off, Bianca."
Wednesday told her.

Bianca huffed and pulled down her hood then took her mask off, and so did the rest of the
group.

"What the hell!" Y/n yelled, standing up.

"Where did you come from?!" Bianca asks.

"I've been here." She retorted.

"And just like that, my hopes were
bashed against the rocks of
disappointment. My foe was no
psychotic killer. More like a bunch of
high school clowns."

Bianca turned off the projector, and Wednesday
could see more clearly.

She noticed that Xavier was also part of the group, as well as Ajax and a bunch of other teenagers.

Wednesday stared at Bianca. "Wait, I preferred you with it on."

Bianca sneered at her.

"How'd you get down here?" Xavier asked.

"Rowan showed me." Wednesday replied. She
gestured to her coat. "Left pocket."

Y/n reached in her coat pocket and pulled out
the drawing from the book.

Xavier secretly snook a peek at it.

"I traced the watermark down to the Poe statue.
Then I solved the riddle." She explained.

"Impressive." Y/n muttered looking at the page.

"Wait, there's a riddle? I thought we just
snapped twice." The siren that Thing punched
said.

"Well aren't you the brightest on the bunch."
Wednesday told him sarcastically.

"The Nightshades are an elite social club.
Emphasis on elite." Bianca explained.

"We have roof parties, camp outs, and the
occasional midnight skinny-dip." Yoko chimed
in.

"And Yoko's an amateur mixologist." Another
added.

"She makes a killer virgin mojito. It can get
pretty wild." Ajax smiled.