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She is beautiful.
That is the only thing that appears on Tyler Galpin’s mind as he watches Wednesday Addams glide down the staircase in her frilly dress. She’s all dolled up for a dance she doesn’t even want to go to, and she looks ethereal as she walks down to approach him. Him of all people! And everything about this moment is so fucked up because it really should just be about a pretty, spooky not kooky, girl going to her first school dance with the guy who is obsessed with her, but it’s not. Because she is not just a regular girl, he is not a regular guy, and unbeknownst to her, he is the murderous monster in the woods she has been chasing after. Also unbeknownst to her is the fact that if everything goes according to plan, she probably dies at the end of this. Tyler’s not 100% sure on that last part. Laurel still has not given him the full details, but he’s aware that Wednesday is important both in terms of being the key to the plan, as well as utterly hated by Laurel.
Tyler is also pretty sure he dies at the end of this as well. Laurel may have promised him freedom in exchange for his help, but he is not an idiot. There is no way a woman who wants to rid the world of outcasts would concoct a plan to do so but leave one single outcast, him, untouched. So maybe in some ways he and Wednesday are this generation’s Romeo and Juliet. Two lovers from different worlds who die at the end.
Depressing….but kind of right.
The thing is that Tyler truly genuinely likes Wednesday. He didn’t mean to. He was all too happy when Laurel first gave him the assignment to keep an eye on Wednesday. Laurel had made her and her family sound awful, and if they had left his mom to die, he was all too glad to repay them the favor. The problem is that the more time Tyler spends around Wednesday, the more he starts to learn who she is and what makes her tick. And the more he learns, the more things are starting not to add up. Because deep down, Tyler knows Wednesday would accept his Hyde. She would be thrilled by it; maybe even want to claim him as her own. He assumes her family, for as dark and twisted as they appear to be, would love to know a Hyde as well. So why then, would they have hurt his mom? Why would they have turned their backs on her? Tyler feels like he has all of the pieces, and yet the puzzle still is not clear. He is clearly missing something, but he cannot seem to figure out what.
Not that it matters much.
Because time is not on his side, and even if he managed to figure it all out, what would he do with the information? The very nature of his beast is to be bound to the one who freed him, his master. And that’s Laurel! So no matter how pretty Wednesday Addams may look….and she does look lovely….it’s not enough to stop whatever train they’re on from reaching the station.
But oh, how he wishes it were.