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

Parents weekend

"How well do we really know our
parents?"

Wednesday stood in the quad looking at her
dad's police file.

"Take my father. I've always considered
him an open book. A man given to
misquided schemes and exaggerated
displays of affection. But when he was a
student, he was accused of a murder
that took place right up there."

Wednesday looked up at the second level of the
school where there was an open hallway, with
brick railings.

"Which leads me to wonder.

...

"...what really happened that stormy
night 32 years ago?"

A young Principal Weems exited the 1990
Rave'N, and opened a big red umbrella as she
stepped out into the rain.

She walked along the quad and came to a
section that had construction scaffolding, when
a body dropped right in front of her. She let out a horrified scream, and looked up to see a young Gomez Addams standing at the top of the scaffolding on the second level, looking down at the scene, holding a sword.

The police arrived and bagged up the body,
and took pictures of the crime scene, while
Sheriff Walker interviewed Weems.

"I think he had a sword, and they certainly
have issues. I don't like to tell tales, Sheriff
Walker, but it's all Morticia Frump's fault.

They were fighting over her." Weems revealed.

Morticia stood outside the gates of Nevermore
being interviewed by an officer, when Gomez
walked past her in handcuffs.

"Tish." He called.

Morticia turned to Gomez. "I don't know what
to say Gomez. Seeing you in handcuffs, accused
of murder.I've never loved you more."

"Cara mia." Gomez muttered.

"All right, that's enough, Addams. Let's go."
The officer dragged Gomez into the cop car
and shut the door.

...

PRESENT

Gomez Addams looked out the window of their
car, as they pulled into the gates of the school.
The entrance had a giant blue sign over it that
said, 'Welcome to Parents' Weekend'

Gomez and the rest of the family climbed out of
the car and Gomez took a deep breath. "Ah, the
fetid air of teenage angst. These were the best
years of our lives, we're they not, Tish?"

"They certainly were, mi cariño." Morticia
agreed with a smile, before it turned to a frown.
"I hope Wednesday's happy to see us. I left a
dozen messages on her crystal ball. Still no
reply."

Gomez took her hand. "Fret not, my plum-
lipped Cupid. I'm sure she's dying to see us." He reassured, kissing her hand.

And with that, the family turned and began to
walk onto the school grounds. Not noticing
Wednesday peering down at them through a
spyglass.

"Don't tell me you spy on other people like that?" Y/n asked Wednesday

"Maybe." Wednesday said confirming her suspicions.

"So what you spy on me to?" Y/n questioned.

"Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. " Wednesday said smirking at her.