Snippets And Conversations

Wednesday Learns a New Word

Wednesday shook her head stubbornly, knowing full well that her caregiver had had multiple conversations with her about Lego choking hazards.

"Spit them out, right now Wednesday." Enid held her hand out, palm facing up.

Wednesday, for all that her athleticism is worth, dashed out the room before Enid could register what just happened. Getting up she gave chase.

Running after her around the house, the girls' were going in circles. Finally Wednesday had enough of that, deciding to spit them out in a place that Enid would never find them, she ran out the front door of the office.

"Can't catch me!" Wednesday turned around sticking her tongue out, the single brick she had in her mouth held firmly in her cheek. Enid skidded down the hallway, slamming into the stone wall. She was still barefoot, feeling the damp coldness with each step.

"Oh for fucks sake's..."

She muttered, rubbing the sore spot on her forehead where she had connected with the wall. Meanwhile Wednesday was speeding across the campus, heading towards her favourite classroom. As she approached, she could hear the vague voice of her mother teaching.

"Mama," The little muttered to herself, pushing the double doors open in a grand entrance. Since the doors were at the back of the room, all of the heads turned to look at who had just come in. Everyone recognised the principal's daughter, some of them giving her small smiles or waves.

"Wednesday." Weems massaged her temples. "I told you I'd be back in an hour."

"Yes, but I couldn't wait that long!"

Stumbling down the aisle between the desks, Wednesday tried to sprint to her caregiver. As she got closer to the woman, Larissa noticed an odd bulge in her cheek. She raised an eyebrow.

"What's in your mouth?"

The headmistress had been subject to finding many objects in her littles mouth, ranging from your average marble up to a whole battery.

"Not you too..." Wednesday whined, spitting out the Lego brick into Weems' waiting hand.

"Now then," she threw out the plastic choking hazard, "What is it that you need? And where is Enid?"

Wednesday shrugged, "I dunno. But Enid did call me the best name ever!"

Larissa rolled her eyes, "Would you like to tell the class what she said? I'm sure it was something sw-"

"She called me a Cunt!" Wednesday smiled wide as everyone gasped. Enid bursting through the doors a moment later, panting.

"There you are-"

"-and, not just a Cunt, but a Fucking Cunt! Isn't that awesome!?" The little looked around the class, waiting for their delighted reactions. "What does it mean though?"

Enid turned an interesting shade of beetroot red as Weems swivelled on her spinny chair to face her.

"I-I can explain!"

"I certainly hope so, Miss Sinclair. Please, enlighten us?"

Gulping, Enid took a step forward. "So, Wednesday and I were going to play with Legos-"

Larissa held up a hand. "Say no more. I completely understand, more than that actually, I sympathise. I have been privy to Wednesday's Lego traps one too many times."

The only sound in the echoey room was that of Wednesday's quiet giggles and her clapping her hands. Marilyn's students sat completely silent as they watched the scene unfold in front of them.

"Just, make sure you watch your mouth in front of her in the future." Weems winked at Enid, who turned (if possible) a deeper shade of red.

"I'll be taking her back-" Enid grabbed onto Wednesday's hand.

"Bye, Mama!" She waved as Enid pulled her out of the classroom.

Weems gave a quick wave herself. When the door shut, Larissa sighed, "I trust you all have heard worse?"

A chorus of "Yes"s and "Yeah"s. "Very well, then. The use of Wolfsbane-"

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"Finally!" Marilyn resorted to breaking the jar, after trying everything she had available to her. "That is something I'm never doing again." In reality this was the tenth time this semester she got her hand stuck in these stupid jars. One time she got both at the same time in two jars.

Just as she freed her hand, the front door opened and closed. A few seconds later, her daughter came into the room.

"Hiya, honey! How was babysitting?"

Enid rolled her eyes, slumping down on the kitchen couch.

"Eventful. Can I skip gym class this week?"