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Wenclair edits from Wednesday (2022) Season 2, featuring Enid, Wednesday, Agnes, and that guy. Created: 10/19 - 10/25

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Wednesday: As my wife, she is also an Addams with two D’s. Like “padded room”.
Enid: Three.
Wednesday: 😒❓
Enid: “Padded room” has three D’s, babe. Two D’s would be like what I do—to your bottom when you’re being a brat.
Wednesday:
Enid: 😘🏓
Thing: ❓
Wednesday: Don’t be absurd. That foolish confession was written in a state of degenerate madness. I deleted it the moment I came to my senses.
Enid: *cheerily skips up* Hey, you two! Guess what?
Thing: *begins to gesture, only to cut off at a glare from Wednesday*
Wednesday: You just had another disappointing “make-out sesh” with that insipid lump of meat you call a boyfriend?
Enid: Wrong! I’ll have you know I just dumped his sweaty jock ass.
Thing: ❗️
Wednesday:
Wednesday: *feigned disinterest* I suppose this is where I’m forced to hear why?
Enid: Bingo. So like, you were kinda right about him being a, and I quote—
Enid: —hormonally overcharged cesspool of toxic masculinity with an IQ lower than his resting heart rate.
Wednesday: *sarcasm* Shocking.
Enid: It’s cool though. The kind of idiot I prefer is the type who doesn’t realize that when you delete a text conversation, it only deletes it from YOUR phone.
Thing: ‼️
Wednesday:
the best thing you can do to a character make them averse to touch and absolutely starved for it
Wednesday: This blade features ADAS.
Enid: Why the heck would a knife have an Advanced Driver-Assistance System?
Wednesday: You are mistaken. ADAS stands for Arcanely Driven Action Synchrony.
Enid: Uh… huh. What’s that even mean?
Wednesday: I shall demonstrate. Initiate a video call with your flea-bitten mongrel of an ex.
Enid: Bruno? Okay, I guess. *gets out her phone*
Wednesday: *patiently waits with blade in hand*
Bruno: *shows up on screen* Enid? Why are you calling? It’s like crazy late.
Wednesday: Ask if he received a package.
Enid: Hi, Bruno. Weird question, but did you get a package?
Bruno: How’d you know? Someone sent me this fancy knife.
Enid: *watches as Bruno brings the twin to Wednesday’s dagger into frame*
Wednesday: *proceeds to stab at the air*
Bruno: *shrieks as his blade moves in mirror of Wednesday’s*
Enid: 🫢‼️
Enid: GIVE ME THAT!
Wednesday: *goes still when Enid snatches away the weapon*
Enid: 😤🔪
Enid: 😠🔪
Enid: 😒🔪
Bruno: *pained groan* Oh thank god it sto—
Enid: 😈🔪
Bruno: *RENEWED SHRIEKING*
Wednesday: 😍

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Conversation Prompt
“I call it a ‘Fun’derstorm because of how exciting it is.”
“You were struck by lightning, this is absolutely not fun.”
The fact that Enid is not only the only girl on the list, but is even ranked 28th is killing me😭
LET'S GO OUR ALPHA GIRL!
Wednesday: You lost your engagement ring? The irreplaceable Frump family heirloom bestowed unto me by Grandmama in her final moments? You lost THAT engagement ring?
Enid: I said I’m sorry! I can’t find it! The last time I saw it was just before we got into a fight with this stupid douchebag.
Wednesday: The fight you ended by ramming your fist down said douchebag’s throat?
Enid:
Enid: Uh. You don’t think it’s…?
Wednesday:
Enid/Wednesday:
Psychic character who keeps accidentally respecting future pronouns
During a family outing, where Enid and Wednesday watch as Uncle Fester rummages through a dumpster for a snack.
Enid: Does your uncle have a bomb on him? I keep hearing a ticking noise.
Wednesday: That would be his new Rolex.
Enid: *incredulous* What Rolex? The only thing I see on his wrists is a broken handcuff.
Wednesday: It’s in his skull.
Enid: …Excuse me?

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If you found me sleeping in your pocket, your next course of action is to let me keep sleeping because it'd be so so so so so mean to interrupt the cute little sleepy princess...
Enid: Hey, where’d that bitchy author go?
Wednesday: The bigot? We minced words and such. I found her to be grating, so I removed her from the equation.
Enid: Oh thank the moon! She’s finally gone?
Wednesday: Very. She had things to… hash out.
Enid: Huh. Well, do you think she’ll ever stop being such a miserable cunt?
Wednesday: She will likely forever be remembered as one. Even so, it may please you to know that, as you suggested, she is finally touching grass.
Enid: *shocked* For reals?
Wednesday: Yes. At this very moment she is touching approximately 43,000 square feet of grass.
Enid:
Enid: That’s… weirdly specific. Are we talking about literal grass?
Wednesday: I am. In fact, this grass— *faces the Nevermore lawn* —can now be described as all natural.
Enid: Babe, that stuff isn’t synthetic. It’s already natural turf.
Wednesday: And now natural TERF.
Enid: That’s what I said.
Wednesday: 😐
Wednesday: *begins to slowly, very slowly, smile*
Enid: 🤨❓
Enid: 🤔
Enid: 😒
Wednesday: 🙂
Enid: ‼️😱‼️
Enid: UGH! For a supposedly big bad alpha wolf, Bruno sure can be spineless as shit.
Wednesday: Spineless, you say?
Enid: Yeah! He just goes along with whatever my mom says. The LEAST he could do is show some damn backbone on his gorgeous—and frankly too forgiving—girlfriend’s behalf.
Wednesday: Show some backbone.
Enid: Exactly! YOU get it! You never let me down.
Enid: *flops back onto her bed* Moons above, sometimes I think I should be dating you instead.
Enid:
Enid: Wends? *sits up* What are you…
Wednesday: *already sneaking through the door, armed with a dart gun, a bandolier of syringes, and a particularly vicious-looking—*
Enid: PUT DOWN THAT BONESAW THIS—
🪚🏃♀️💨〰️🚪 🤬🗯️🛏️
I HATTTE ACCIDENTALLY SAYING SOMETHING ONLY THE KILLER WOULD KNOW
Wednesday: Trying your best means you’re planning on failing and letting me know in advance.
Enid: Oh really? So you were planning on failing at kissing me without clacking teeth like a noob?
Wednesday: Wh-What? I said I was try— But I— I’m not…
Enid: *expectant glare*
Wednesday:
Wednesday:
Wednesday: *clears her throat* I retract my statement and apologize. Here is exactly how I plan to find Tyler and his mother…

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Quote Prompt
“Hey, look at me. I know you can do this by yourself, okay? You’re so strong and independent and you don’t need anyone’s help ever. But, I love you, and I need to help you. I need for you to not do this by yourself. I need you to let me help, because I love you and I can’t let you do this alone.”
Enid: Hey, Wends! Do you want to know what it feels like to have your stomach infested with an eclipse of, um, of…
Enid: *quick glance at her palm*
Enid: …Acherontia atropos?
Wednesday: The oft-maligned African death’s-head hawkmoth?
Enid: Yeah, that one.
Wednesday: Am I correct to assume that in this scenario, my abdomen fulfills the role of a beehive rich with honey, into which these metaphorical moths have infiltrated so that they may feast?
Enid: *blank look*
Enid:
Enid: Sure.
Wednesday: Then I accept.
Enid: *smiles and pulls Wednesday into an affectionate hug*
Wednesday: *suffers several physiological responses due to the inexplicable flood of adrenaline, norepinephrine, and serotonin*
Enid: 😚
Enid: So, how is it?
Wednesday: *face buried in the crook of Enid’s neck*
Wednesday:
Wednesday: *gay panic* Acceptable.
Enid: 🥰
Enid: *glances towards a distant tree as someone peeks into view*
Eugene: 🌳🤓
Enid: 😊👍
Eugene: 🌳🤓👍