Not Very Good At Doing Wednesday Dialogue - Tumblr Posts

so I woke up today and chose violence

what if, during one of their many misadventures, wednesday and enid land themselves in a dire situation

like, wednesday and enid are hanging off a cliff just by a gnarled root desperately clutched in the Addams' hand

wednesday is trying with all her might to pull a severely injured enid and herself up, but her battle-worn body is too exhausted to do anything other than strain painfully. enid can sense her waning strength and says—

"let me go,"

"what?" the tired girl questioned with furrowed brows, unbelieving of the asinine request she just heard.

"wednesday, let me go." enid repeated firmly

shaking her head as much as she could, wednesday glared at the cliff's edge, so close but taunting in its distance. "cease your foolish requests, sinclair. I will not be entertaining them. Thing will be arriving shortly and—"

"it's okay," the wolf interrupted, loosening her grip.

immediately feeling the slackening hold, wednesday's eyes widened in panic as she attempted to grip the girl's hand tighter. "what are you doing?"

"you can't hold the both of us up much longer," enid reasoned with a sad smile, her palm sliding further out of wednesday's hand. "and someone needs to go stop them."

"no," wednesday denied vehemently, eyes burning. "don't do this. the others will be—"

"there's no time." barely holding on from the hook of wednesday's fingers, enid gave the goth girl one final wobbly smile. "it's going to be okay," she promised one final time.

using what little strength she had in her, enid kicked off the face of the cliff and out of the heiress' desperate grasp.

only briefly did wednesday watch her descent, unable to watch the woman she loved fall with a smile etched on her face.

turning back towards the cliff's face, wednesday closed her eyes as her ears picked up the faint sound of a thud. "damn you," she whispered angrily, stubborn tears slipping beneath her eyes. "damn you!" she repeated brokenly.