17. Casual Conversations
episode six , quid pro woe
WEDNESDAY ADDAMS sat in the middle of her and Enid's shared bedroom, with candles surrounded by her. Her eyes were closed but she knew Josephine was sitting on Wednesday's bed, doing some kind of work. Wednesday started doing what she does best— monologuing. "I don't hold séances very often. I can barely tolerate the living, why would I want to communicate with the dead? But my mother told me Goody is the only one that can train me to control my psychic ability." Wednesday stopped monologuing and started to recite some kind of old spell or incantation. "The sooner I can master that, the sooner I can crack this case." Wednesday thought to herself as she held the neckless her mother gave her at the beginning of the year, over the middle of the circle (with Goody's name near the opposite end of the circle from where Wednesday was sitting) surrounded by the candles.
The door slammed open with a loud band and a Josephine looked up, all the candles blow out as the wind passed through the room. Wednesday turned her head to the door as Enid started skipping into the room. Wednesday let out an annoyed sigh as Enid looked at Wednesday and her séance supplies. "Sorry for interrupting, erm, whatever this is." Enid walked over to her closet before tuning back to Wednesday. "Do I even want to know?"
Wednesday gave out an annoyed sighed as she stood up and turned around to face Enid. "I was reaching into the black maw of death to contact a relative." Josephine looked up from her work to smile at the two girls. Josephine may not like Enid all that much, but she is glad that Wednesday has more than one friend (also known as herself).
"This feels very on-brand for you, you have relative named goody?" Enid put on a huge pink jacket that was most definitely too big for her. Enid took in a deep breath, the smell of steak tar-tar filling her nostrils.
"She was one of the original outcasts." There was an awkward pause as the two girls stood side-by-side. "I've been attempting to summon her, but she seems to be ignoring my entreaties." Enid turned around to look Wednesday in the eyes.
"Oh-em-gee, are you using my steak tar-tar scented candle? Isn't it just to die for!" Enid bounced over to Wednesday and Josephine, who sat on the colorless side of the room.
"It's appalling, repulsive even." Wednesday looked at Enid, she couldn't be more serious about the situation at hand. "Besides, I haven't even pondered the thought of using your candles. You could put them to better use by scaring away vegetarians."
Josephine raised an eyebrow as a paper flew under the door. She walked over and picked it up, she read in magazine cut outs; 'If you want answers, meet inside crackstone's crypt. Midnight.' Enid hopped over with a smile. "Maybe Goody answered you after all."
Josephine rolled her eyes before handing the paper to Wednesday. "I doubt the Goody Addams communicates in magazine cut outs."
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Enid, Wednesday and Josephine walked through the woods around never more. Eerie quiet of the wood and the soft hooting of owls filled their ears. Enid followed behind the unofficial couple (who were holding hands), with a flash-light in hand. Josephine heard Enid jump a couple feet behind them, her claws extending in fear.
"You insisted on coming along." Wednesday reminded her for what felt like the hundredth time. "We were fine on our own." Wednesday pointed out as she turned and pointed her own flashlight at Enid in a frantic manner. Wednesday then turned back around, clasping her hand in Josephine's once more and going to open the crypt, Enid trailing not too far behind them. "Seems like our wannabe deep throat is already here."
Josephine snorted as Wednesday's choice in words as Enid let out an angst 'Ew'. "What died?" Enid let out a shaky sigh, as she watched Josephine look at her.
"Joseph Crackstone." Josephine tried her best to convey in what would have been if she had spoke aloud, a 'dub' kind of tone. Her blunt joke was not caught by anyone, but she didn't mind it.
"Smells like childhood, come on." Wednesday went to open the door as Enid got tense. Wednesday looked inside with Josephine not far behind her.
"On second thoughts, why don't I just stay out here!" Enid squeaked but Wednesday didn't really care, she opened the door before slamming it again, right in Enid's face. Enid turned around, her back against the door of the crypt. "You know, as a lookout."
Wednesday and Josephine walked inside, it was pitch black and smelt disgusting (although if you asked Wednesday she would say she liked it). There was some king of chatter in the background that made Wednesday whip her head around to see who's talking. Wednesday dramatically turned her head back around slowly, her hand gripping Josephine's even more tightly.
The two explored the crypt slightly as they walked through slowly, Wednesday's flashlight flickering off and on. There was chatter again and Josephine swore she was going crazy. "Enid?" Wednesday called, thinking that maybe she had gained the balls to actually come into the crypt.
Someone sneezed and Wednesday whipped her head around so fast that Josephine was worried Wednesday would get whiplash. "Show yourself, or I'll cut off your phalanges and shove them in all your holes."
"Happy birthday!" It was Xavier that had sneezed. Xavier, Tyler (to which Josephine gagged at seeing him), Ajax, Yoko, Diviana and Kent, as Enid came in behind Wednesday. Josephine rolled her eyes.
"Happy birthday, mon trésor. And no, I didn't know about this." Josephine was quick to save her ass, what Wednesday didn't know, wouldn't hurt her. Crazy shit happens behind closed doors (Enid had promised to do give her fifty bucks for a location that Wednesday would like, and Josephine desperately needed the money). Everyone started to sing but Wednesday walked away over to sign, she touched it and fell back. Josephine caught Wednesday before her head hit the concrete floor.