Sesshomaru Frames Part 115 (Yashahime S1)

Sesshomaru Frames Part 115 (Yashahime S1)

Aw, he looked so worried about Rin here on the top frame.

Now his expression changes. He was gonna go whoop someone up for doing that to Rin until he seen it was one of their puppies and he immediately calmed himself, such a great father.

Yoko: Hey Addams, I haven’t heard from your girl for a bit. Is she okay?

Wednesday: I convinced Enid to appreciate my Mother’s gift of a haunted porcelain doll. I said to her ‘If you cannot handle a simple possessed doll, it casts doubt on your capacity as a mother to our future children.’

Yoko: ooooh guilt trip! What did she say?

A doll in a frilly pink dress comes running past with a frightened squirrel tucked under its arm.

Enid running in hot pursuit: Polly you put that down right now! I swear you’re going in time out!

Yoko:

Wednesday: To answer your question, she replied ‘alright, bet’

Enid: You never crack any jokes, why's that?

Wednesday:

Wednesday: Why was 10 afraid?

Enid: Because 7-8-9? Honestly, Wednesday, I've heard that one-

Wednesday: No, because it was in the middle of 9 11.

Enid: ..So that's why

Eugene: is there a word that is a mix of angry and sad?

Wednesday: malcontented, disgruntled, miserable, desolated..

Enid: smad

Enid: Hey Wednesday, have you ever been arrested?

Wednesday: Yes, i have. How could you tell?

Enid: I was gonna say it's illegal to be that attractive but now i'm curious

Wednesday: Aggravated assault.

Walking through Wednesday’s neighborhood holding hands

Enid: I’m hungry. I want a nice rare steak

Wednesday: There is a great steakhouse downtown. My family goes there all the time.

Enid: Will they cook my steak extra rare?

Wednesday: They will cook it until it’s a well done hockey puck if you ask them to cook it that way.

Enid: Ack! Who eats their steak well done until it’s a hockey puck? If you say ‘I do’ may you be blessed and go to heaven

Wednesday smirked.

Wednesday: My Uncle Fester does. I prefer medium rare.

Enid: I don’t like your uncle

Wednesday: But he’s my favorite

Enid: Then he has terrible taste in food

Wednesday: he eats bees

Enid: I take that back. I like him.

Wednesday: And the old crusty bits off of ketchup bottles.

Enid: ew. Is no one in you family just, um Normal?

Wednesday: I haven’t even told you about the odd ones