Hey, @puppy-at-best remember the Inuyasha AU we cooked up?
I wanted to give my own lil twist by having the tree just straight up whisking her away to another world instead of time traveling. Totally not because I’m too lazy to make it historically accurate 👀 And instead of a well, the portal is that tiny little pond that surrounds the tree
Hey, @puppy-at-best remember the Inuyasha AU we cooked up?
I wanted to give my own lil twist by having the tree just straight up whisking her away to another world instead of time traveling. Totally not because I’m too lazy to make it historically accurate 👀 And instead of a well, the portal is that tiny little pond that surrounds the tree
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’
Pikachu comes around to Jessie rather quickly after realizing she’s not really a threat and finding out how good at head scratches she is (she has nice long nails)
Wednesday: Enid can you help me with my college application? The last school I applied to rejected me with a letter that said ‘god no, you need psychiatric help’. It’s not that I’m notflattered, but I don’t know what that has to do with my academic pursuits.
Enid: Any excuse to get in some homoerotic bestie bonding.
Wednesday: What?
Enid: Nothing. Shut up. Changing the subject. Okay, first question, sex? That’s easy—
Wednesday: Ew, no. I don’t even know what the admissions board looks like.
Enid: No they mean like biological sex… I hope.
Wednesday: Oh, female.
Enid: Yeah I know I was just reading the question. Whatever, moving on, what are your hobbies?
Wednesday: I like to go for walks in the park.
Enid: Aw, that’s sweet.
Wednesday: Scouting the area for birds nests, hoping to come across an egg or a newly hatched chick to touch and put my scent onto. So when the mother bird returns my scent causes her to abandon these birds who now view me as their true mother, due to our scent relationship.
Enid: What the actual— Wednesday that’s fucked up. You take pleasure from disrupting wildlife family dynamics? What is wrong with you?
Wednesday: It’s not for pleasure, Enid. It’s to build my militia.
Enid: Your what now?
Wednesday: Over the last few years I’ve built up a collective of give or take 600 birds who have now fully matured and view me as a maternal figure, a monarch, a supreme leader if you will. And as a result they will do whatever I wish.
Enid: That is so… fucking cool. Oh my god, wait let me write this down ‘is a bird war lord’.
Wednesday: Put down maternal figure. Say ‘maternal bird overlord’. I don’t want them thinking I’m full of myself.
