One-shots of Wenclair

"Hey freak! You belong in a circus where the rest of your kind stays put," Jonah says to the smaller Wednesday.

"Normies like you shouldn't speak. At least I have an ability unlike you. You're as useless as a rock," Wednesday folded her arms together to intimidate not only Jonah, but Carter and Lucas Walker, the three bullies.

"Shut up you psycho or else we'll make you," Lucas threatened the eight year old girl.

"Try me," Wednesday was ready to take on the boys as they were surrounding her.

Before she was able to lay a hand on them, a voice behind the bullies was heard clearly. They all turned around to find a blonde girl who was an inch taller than Wednesday but two inches shorter than the boys. The blonde is Enid Sinclair who is a pup and is able to extend her nails into sharp razor claws.

"Leave her alone!" Enid demanded courageously.

It's been a few days since Enid had been to Nevermore Elementary School after Enid and her family moved locations. She hadn't made any friends. However, she decided that this could be the chance to make a new friend by being heroic. Especially when she has been eyeing the lonely Wednesday during those past couple of days.

"Well well well. If it isn't the mutt of the pack. Why aren't you running off with your dog family huh? You should go with Wednesday to the circus where you both deserve to be in," Carter stated cruelly.

"You can pick at me all you want but leave Wednesday out of this," the werewolf pleaded with the bullies.

"Nah. It's more fun doing it to her. Besides, what's a dumb dog like you going to do about it?" Lucas approached Enid along with his friends.

They were cracking knuckles and chuckled evilly. None of them no longer paid attention to Wednesday. All eyes were on the lycanthrope.

"I will scratch your face," Enid enlarged her colorful claws.

"No you won't. Let's take her down guys," Lucas instructs his two companions.

All three boys lunged together at Enid. The blonde punched Jonah first then clawed lightly on Carter's arm, drawing a bit of blood. Sinclair didn't have enough time to dodge Lucas' hit when his fist connected to her face. She fell on the floor and held onto her face, feeling something wet coming out. Not only did Enid's nose turn red, she started bleeding out of it. The blood slid across Enid's lips to the bottom of her chin.

"Ha! That's what you get for hurting my fr-" Lucas couldn't speak after that because Wednesday put him in a chokehold.

Enid got up from the ground quickly and told the Addams, "Let go of him! You'll get expelled for doing that."

Wednesday rolled her eyes before letting Lucas go. He began coughing and sobbed after half a minute went by. Principal Weems heard the commotion down at the playground and headed towards the five children.

"What's going on here?" Weems used a stern voice to get one of the kids to answer her.

"Principal Weems. These idiots were bugging me so I-"

"I beat them all up. They were getting ready to hurt Wednesday. I ended up stopping them," Enid covered for Wednesday as she didn't want her to get in trouble.

"You're in trouble Sinclair. So are the boys. All of you, get up and follow me to the office. Don't worry Wednesday. I just need a statement from you. There won't be consequences given to you," the principal uttered to the group of students.

They did what they were told, the boys right behind Weems and the girls staying a bit farther from the bullies. It gave them time to chat about the encounter.

"Why did you lie to Weems? You didn't beat up Lucas," the little raven mentioned.

"I don't want to get you in trouble. Friends will always help each other out," Enid beamed brightly.

"We're not even friends," Wednesday remarked.

"But we can be now. I'm Enid by the way," the werewolf introduced herself.

"You know my name already so there's no point in telling you it. Why do you even want to be friends with me?"

"You're interesting and I like the way you are," the blonde girl responded calmly.

"That's gross. You should have picked someone else," Wednesday lifted a brow.

"I'm fine picking you. I see you don't have friends either so it's a win win for the both of us."

"You really want to be my friend?" Addams questioned Enid.

"Yeah! We would be great besties! Don't you think so?" The lycan tilted her head joyfully to her new friend.

"I prefer the term partners," the psychic suggested.

"Partners?" Enid's eyes went wide.

"Yes. Partners. We do everything together," Wednesday clarified.

"Oh! Does that include painting each other's nails and having a sleepover?" Sinclair grew excited.

"I was thinking something else more mischievous, but I suppose we can include that," the raven sighed.

"Yay! We are going to have the best time of our lives," Enid grinned with blood dried out on her face.

"Maybe we will," Wednesday mentally smiled.