#lydclair

Yoko, with widest grin: Girl, there's nothing straight about this situation! *She holds a child, resembling miniature Wednesday*

Bianca: Right... So, Wednesday was casually playing god and now you have a child.

Enid, noticeably disheveled and with eyebags: Yep, that's pretty much it. I believe that's my karma, for teasing Wednesday about having children.

Bianca: *Raises an eyebrow* She wants to have children?

Enid: Nooo. Idea terrifies her... In a bad way.

Bianca: Interesting...

Yoko: Do you want uppies? *starts throwing child up and catching it, while they deadstare back*

Bianca: So what, is it her clone or something.

Enid, barely not falling asleep: Wednesday called it "Homunculus"... I don't know, it's basically is. Just more accident prone.

*Loud crack of wood interrupts conversation. Bianca and Enid turn, to see Yoko with terrifyed face looking up. There's a hole in the celling, with child's feets hanging from it*

Enid: Hema! Don't worry baby, mama's coming! *Runs out the room and up the stairs*

Yoko: *Runs after her as fast*

Hema: Forgive me mother, I've failed you.

Wednesday: Do not deceve yourself, little one. I was the one mixing your genetic code. The fault is fully on me.

*Enid and Lydia awkwardly at sidelines*

Enid: Is this... Healthy?

Lydia: Not for normal people.

*Wednesday and Hema hold each other, rocking back and forth, while chanting*

Wednesday: Mea culpa!

Enid: Okay, have fun, de... Why's Hema in baby carriee.

Wednesday: For safety reasons. It is Friday the 13th. And the darkest one for that.

Enid: Oh, right! Of course I... Why's it the darkest?

Wednesday: For it is the day I was born.

Enid: Riiight. I totally forgot. Happy birthday, Sreda.

Wednesday: ...right. We'll be back at five o'clock. Don't do anything I wouldn't like.

Enid: Don't worry! I'll be fine. Have fun you two.

*Hema and Wednesday walk out the door, staring Enid down, even as they close the door*

Lydia: She is so knows you preparing surprise for her.

Enid: That might be true. But she also knows she can't stop me. *Evil laugh*

Lydia: Oooh, I just love, when you get all cunning and evil. So what's the plan?

Enid: You'll ser. It is to DIE for. *Laughs some more, as she walks away*

Wednesday: Have I ever mention, how much I appreciate your presence in my life?

Lydia: Trying to distract me, my dear?

Wednesday: No. That wouldn't be necessary. *Swings her blade a bit too close to Lydia's face*

Lydia: Hmph. Then what brought it up?

Wednesday: My life... was quite outside of my comfort zone lately... I appreciate you being there, to aid me.

Lydia: Doesn't Enid provide that for you.

Wednesday: Our pup is helpful. But she much closer to world of normalcy, then you are.

Lydia: Ironic to hear that. Considering I'm a normie.

Wednesday: Don't insult yourself like that, my love. You are an outcast. If not by blood, then in spirit.

Lydia: ...thank you.

Enid: *Runs into the room* Hema cut themself again! Where's first aid kit!

Lydia: You left it at the table, dear.

Enid: Uh-huh. *Rans out*

Wednesday, putting down the blade: Have you noticed, she became quite frantic lately?

Lydia, doing the same: Hema still refuses to communicate with her verbally. Constantly seeing our baby asking for help with they cuts can make anyone frantic.

Wednesday: Huh. My cre... Child has odd ways, to communicate they attachment.

Hema: Absentee mother.

Wednesday: Undesirable child.

*Both embrace in a hug*

Hema: It's good to see you again.

Wednesday: Likewise. I was missing this... Dreadful familial warmth.

Hema: I am pleased my presence serves you such discomfort, mother.

Wednesday: I am grateful... My child.

*Lydia and Enid observe the two*

Enid: I can't tell if it's going wrong or right.

Lydia: Hema talks with her in full sentences. It's more, than they give us.

Wednesday: She really should abandon her urge to... babyproof the house. Haven't she realized the futality?

Lydia: I think it's good for Hema. Helps with they ingenuity. They managed to cut themselves with butter knife. That takes dedication.

Wednesday: Hmm. Indeed.

Enid:

Wednesday:

Lydia:

Wednesday: It's... So quiet.

Lydia: A bit too quiet.

Enid: *Jolts awake* My baby. *Runs off*

Wednesday: What happened?

Lydia: Enid developed a sixth sense, for when Hema gets hurt.

Wednesday: Fascinating. I didn't knew werewolves can do that.

Enid: *Screams of horror*

Wednesday: Must be serious.

Despite having mostly Wednesday's genes, they have Lydia's and Enid's genetic as well.

They do have wolf genes from Enid, but because of Hema's homunculus physiology they can't tap into that power.

They very accident-prone. To point Hema is constantly covered in scratches and bruises. (Hence the name).

They/them pronouns isn't chosen ones. Wednesday assigns all her experiments non-binary at birth.

Hema themselves don't care for how you address'em. But they will use it as excuse to start a fight.

Hema in general likes getting in fights. With or without a good reason for that.

They not as calculative as they mother, when getting into confrontation. Not as good at fighting too. So every new fight adds to they scars and hematomas.

Being Homunculus they also can't naturally grow, like a human child. So Wednesday developed special growth hormone she regularly gives Hema.

Unlike Wednesday, Hema is in touch with they emotion. However, they tend to mimicry they mother's behavior to a fault.

Despite Wednesday not being constant presence in they life, Hema is trusted of Wednesday the most and actually talks with her in full sentances.

Whenever they get hurt (which is alot) Hema comes to Enid. They view her as very caring and comforting presence.

Hema mostly communicate with Enid in whimpers and low growls. It takes everyone some time to figure out they try to immitate Enid in her wolf form.

With Lydia they have the most... "normal" relationship. She's not as overbearing as Enid can be and she's always there, unlike Wednesday.