Month 3
There were two things that the Addams Family were known for in the world of Outcasts, one their money, they were descendants of Castilian Royalty after all, but there wasn’t a single family known that could rival their sheer amount of wealth.
The second was their reputation of being the outcasts among outcasts, accepting any and all types into their family, werewolves, vampires, unlike many other denominations they didn’t hold ill will toward other species.
But what was even more curious was the conflicting hatred and admiration that other outcasts had for them. They both wanted them dead and wanted to be a part of their family, simultaneously and no one understood why.
“Wednesday?”
“Yes mother?”
Morticia regarded Wednesday carefully watching as her daughter divided her attention between at least a dozen books that decorated the library table, some on werewolves, others on strange experiences with one or two on the Addams family curse, her daughter for better or worse was slowly going crazy.
“You weren’t at dinner.” Wednesday nodded,
“Astute observation, but if that is all I would like to return to dedicating my entire focus to the task at hand.” Morticia hummed,
“What troubles you my little stormcloud?” Wednesday glared at her mother, although what was usually a razor sharp edge to her expression, was now a dull blade.
“I wish to ascertain the root of these unprovoked emotions, there is nothing worse than reveling in emotions that are not my own.” Morticia knew, as a seer she knew and saw more than what her own two eyes gazed upon, and a recent few visions had given her the opportunity to peer at a reality that Wednesday herself was ignorant to.
“And you think it might be because of your beloved?” Wednesday paused looking up at her mother,
“It’s one of my many theories, yes.” Morticia nodded once more before gliding back toward the door,
“Well I hope you fail in your endeavors my darling, your cousin Lilith will be staying with us for the next few months, Aunt Katherine is being hunted for being a witch and she and Aunt Caroline wish to enjoy the development without children getting in the way.”
Enid was pregnant that was the irrefutable truth, six preganancy tests were currents lined up on her bathroom sink that all told the same harrowing tale, she was pregnant and she had no idea who the father was in a virgin mary kind of way.
It couldn’t be Ajax, they’d never breached anything beyond the occasional make out session, and there were no other potential culprits to her current dilemma which left her in trouble for two reasons.
One well she was unmated and pregnant, which is an offense worthy of a punishment like being kicked out of the pack, and two, she has nobody to blame if and when her parents find out. And God was hardly an acceptable answer even if it worked for Mary with Joseph.
“Enid your cousins are here, don’t embarrass me!” Enid rolled her eyes, but she didn’t dare yell back, that would serve to worsen her mothers mood.
“If only Wednesday was here.”
Wednesday for Enid was a sort of saving grace, even in her absence she had managed to save her simply by her smell alone, and if she was here. Enid cringed, perhaps that wasn’t the best idea with her family's behavior Enid might not have any family left by the end of the day, or hour.
She hadn’t even made it down the stairs before Kate swept her up and returned her to her room, “You're pregnant.”
Enid’s eyes widened, how did she know, Kate was stripping off her hoodie when she answered that question having seemingly read it in her expression,
“Wolf senses, not to mention the smell of Addams is only getting stronger. Here put this on, it should hide the scent for an hour maybe, long enough for you to see the family and then excuse yourself.” Enid was panicking,
“What the hell am I going to do Kate? If my parents find out- or if Lance finds out-,” Kate finished the sentence for her,
“You’ll be kicked out of the family and the pack, I know.” Kate wrapped her arms around Enid comforting her younger cousin, it was an impossible situation, and they hadn’t even breached the subject of the father. Which Addams was responsible? And could she kill him.
“Wednesday.”
“Lilith.” Wednesday and Lilith were currently engaged in a heated glaring contest, before Pugsley bumped into Lilith forcing her to break the heated exchange, Lilith growled slightly under her breath, as Wednesday allowed her mouth to curl into a smirk.
“Ho sentito che hai trovato il tuo agente per la libertà vigilata a vita.” Wednesday glared at the taller teen,
“Ho sentito che hai spezzato il cuore di una dozzina di altre ragazze nella tua ultima scuola prima di essere espulso.” Lilith shrugged as if that were to be expected,
“Of course, the Addams Family charm is something that should be used before we are tied down for life.” Wednesday couldn’t agree, she had found Enid at a time where she revelled in solitude it was only now that they had met that she had met her wolf that she found herself becoming attuned to romance and its implications.
And she couldn’t imagine ever devoting herself to anyone other than her colourful wolf.
“Perhaps, I heard your mothers were being hunted for witchcraft. How thrilling.” Lilith shrugged,
“For them perhaps, I am deposed at the mercy of our family while they go off fucking in every continent.”
“So how far along are you?” Enid shrugged curled up in her cousin's lap, it served a dual purpose, Enid herself was in desperate need of comfort and Kate’s scent was just strong enough to mask the smell of Enid’s pregnancy pheromones.
“I don’t know, I don’t even know who the father is, I’ve never-... well y’know.” Kate but back her smirk,
“Had sex?” The tips of Enid’s ears, and cheeks became a bright pink as she buried her face in Kate’s stomach, “Your 15 and pregnant pup, you should be able to say the word sex.”
Enid groaned, “Fine I’m a virgin, I’ve never had sex, so I don’t know how I’m pregnant or how far along I am.”
Translation:
Ho sentito che hai trovato il tuo agente per la libertà vigilata a vita.
Means: I heard you found your parole officer for life.
Ho sentito che hai spezzato il cuore di una dozzina di altre ragazze nella tua ultima scuola prima di essere espulso.
Means: I heard you broke the hearts of a dozen other girls at your last school before you were expelled.