Wednesday Addams getting soft for someone? // Wednesday x Female Y/n

Words? Poems? Clues? Death itself?

Wednesday barged into Principal Weems's
office carrying the yearbook.

"I knew it. Y/n and I did witness Rowan getting murdered that night."

Weems furrowed her brows at her. "Excuse
me?"

"When Rowan appeared the next morning, it
was you. You see when you participated in the
talent show with my mother, not only did you
impersonate Judy Garland, you became her.
You're a shapeshifter." She accused, slamming
the yearbook down.

Weems just looked at her and scoffed. "That is
a fascinating theory."

"I'm curious to see how Sheriff Galpin feels
when I tell him." Wednesday threatened.

Weems stood up and bent over her desk. "You
won't tell a soul, Ms. Addams. And it wouldn't
matter much if you did. Rowan's father already
knows what happened, and he fully supports
my decision not to involve the authorities."

Wednesday looked confused. "Why would he
agree to that?"

"Because Rowan was not in his right mind. His telekinetic abilities were driving him mad, and
he attempted to murder you and your little
girlfriend twice. His tragic death allowed us to
rectify that situation without casting the school
or Rowan in an unflattering light." She
explained.

"She's not my girlfriend. You and Rowan are the same aren't you? Burying bodies to hide your dirty secrets." Wednesday accused.

"I did what I had to do to shield this school
from controversy and protect its students from
harm." She defended.

"Tell that to Eugene." Wednesday argued.

Principal Weems paused and looked at her.

"How are you protecting him?"

Before Principal Weems could answer, the
sound of students yelling and clamoring could
be heard outside. Weems opened some doors
that lead to a small balcony and Wednesday
followed.

"What on earth?" Weems whispered.

Down on the lawn of the school, words were
burned into the grass:

🔥"FIRE WILL RAIN"💧