Walking towards the nurse's office after bringing a couple of things from my room I found Wednesday speaking with a guy I hadn't seen before.
Just a step inside and I was getting told off, "you're late Elliott, were you planning my funeral before? I'm sorry to break it to you but I'm very much alive despite my wishes."
"Ya I heard on the way here you got your ass kicked by the Queen Bee, Bianca." I moved next to her bed and started unpacking what I brought.
The guy spoke, "you must be Igor."
"I'll cut your tongue out if you call me that again."
"Wow, he responds almost with the same energy as you Wednesday."
"Yes, I have him well trained." She gave me a little grin that pissed me off.
The boy spoke with a hit of hesitation seeing our interaction, "you two are close huh?"
"Like a nail and a hammer. I'll leave it to your imagination to guess who's who."
I wanted to hit her with one but she had gone through enough today so I let Wednesday have her fun. In my bag I brought a healing gel and began to unscrew the lid on it. It was an invention from an Outcast a couple decades ago, pretty hard to come by and harder to craft.
I scraped two of my fingers over the gel and was about to place it on the cut on Wednesday's forehead when she flinched out of the way. She gave a stare out of apprehension, "relax I didn't make it, and I'm insulted by your reaction."
The guy spoke, "I'll take my leave then, see you later Wednesday." And left.
I gently placed the gel on her wound and replaced the bandage I removed. The whole time Wednesday stared at me as I worked, "do you mind not looking at me like that? I'm not going to infect your injury, don't want to ruin my reputation further. They call me your henchmen, did you know? I'm starting to understand why you want to leave this place behind."
Finishing the job, I started packing up again. "Then would my servant join at last in my effort to escape?"
"Your sarcasm is barely noticeable. And the answer is no. Anyway, how did a gargoyle manage to ruin or improve your wonderfully shit day?"
She stared off into the distance thinking it over, "might just be coincidence. For now I have more important matters to attend to."
"Why don't you just steal a car?"
"And alert my parents before I make my get away? I think not."
"Is there really nothing I can do to change that mind of yours? I'd prefer to have a friend here."
"A friend?" She said offended.
"Fine, an associate or whatever suits your needs. Know what? Forget it let's go, we have a therapy session to attend to. Hate to be late to my first. Promise you won't drive them insane before I get my turn?"
Wednesday got up and didn't even wait for me at the door, "as long as you put principal Weems to sleep. She's driving us and I expect you to at least help with that."
"Anything for the master." I said sarcastically.
We got in principal Weems car and I took a little nap in the backseat while we arrived to Jericho for our session. Wednesday closing the car door woke me up as she left for her appointment. She turned her head making eye contact, I knew what see expected of me.
Still half asleep I put an unsuspecting Weems to sleep. My golden sand weaved a wholesome dream for her to enjoy. Then an idea hit me. If she woke up and thought I had a hand in Wednesday's disappearance, what would the Addams think of me? A nightmare is what I need.
I just needed to put a timer in her dream for when to wake her up, yes a dream within a dream.
She slept with her head on the steering wheel. A large smile crept from my mouth, from ear to ear. I extended a large hairy hand to her head. My long nails touched the back of her head. I whispered a tiny dark thought in her head. Something to keep in mind, an infection, a parasite.
I returned to my seat and waited for Wednesday to come out. A few minutes passed by and she came out giving me a side glance then walked away. Now it's my turn what a joy.
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Sorry for the short chapter but I wanted to write the therapy session in another chapter thinking that this chapter will be too long.