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“Are you still in pain?” Enid asked.
Wednesday had hurt her back during fencing, but absolutely refused to see the nurse or let anyone know. Enid wouldn’t have known if Thing hadn’t tipped her off, much to her roomie’s disgruntlement.
“Yes,” Wednesday grumbled, half her face buried in her pillow.
“Wens, you should really see the nurse-”
“No.”
“But-” Enid was cut off.
“I don’t need to. I’m fine.”
Enid squawked in disagreement. “You’re totally not! You never lay down except for bed and you haven’t used your typewriter all day . Is this about Bianca?”
Wednesday didn’t want Coach Vlad to find out because then, inevitably, Bianca would too and she could simply not handle the humiliation of the siren finding out about a weak spot.
“You’re in pain,” Enid tried again when Wednesday didn’t say anything. “You should at least get some pills for it.”
“No.”
Enid groaned. Why did Wednesday have to be so stubborn?
She thought back to when her brother got hurt playing football with the rest of their cousins during a family reunion. He’d gone to get a massage because his upper back hurt that much. Maybe that would work for Wednesday too. Except she didn’t let anyone touch her.
But maybe -
“Can I give you a massage?” The question must have surprised Wednesday. She didn’t immediately refuse.
“What did you just ask me?”
“Can I give you a massage?” Enid repeated herself slowly, now wondering if this was a bad idea. “It'll make you feel better. My brother got one and it helped him.”
“And you believe I will allow you to do the same to me?”
Enid shrugged, despite her roommate not being able to see it. “I’m just trying to help, Wednesday.”
“I don’t need your help.”
Enid pouted. “Please? I really think it’ll help and you should do something if you won’t go see the nurse.”
Wednesday rolled her eyes. “If you insist then fine . But I don’t think it will do anything.”
Enid smiled victoriously. She climbed on the bed, pausing when she realized she was going to have to straddle her in order to be stabilized. “Don’t get mad,” she warned and Wednesday scoffed at her for this. “But I gotta...” She trailed off, sitting on the back of her thighs but keeping it light incase Wednesday reacted badly.
“ Enid .”
“Sorry,” Enid said quickly. “But I can’t get you as well from the side.”
The goth girl growled. “You are lucky I am allowing this.”
“Lucky? This is for you .”
“Get on with it,” Wednesday ordered, ignoring that last remark.
Enid glanced over at Thing, who was on the other side of Wednesday’s bed. “She’s so bossy today.”
Thing agreed.
“Is it okay to go under your shirt?” Enid asked, not wanting to just assume.
“If you must.”
Enid started off near her waist, digging her fingers into the skin. Slowly, she worked her way up and then went back down. To tell the truth, it was her first time doing it so she wasn’t really sure if she was doing it right but it didn’t seem that hard. And Wednesday wasn’t complaining or stopping her so it must have meant something .
At least, she thought until she felt Wednesday jerk underneath her.
“What’s wrong?” Enid frowned in concern.
“Nothing...”
“Okay,” Enid didn’t believe her but continued on, keeping her movements slow and her gaze on Wednesday in concentration.
Wednesday had to have been lying to her. The longer this lasted, the more she seemed to...squirm?
“What the-” Enid’s brain caught up to her a minute later. She grinned in delight. “Are you ticklish, Wednesday?”
“No,” her voice was muffled by the sheets.
“Wednesday, you totally are!”
“Do what you intended to and stop talking!” Her roommate sounded embarrassed.
Oh, that was how she was gonna be, huh? Enid did as she was told, for like a minute.
Then she let her hands slide down closer to where the goth girl’s stomach was, lightly tickling her there. She was encouraged by the snort she heard from Wednesday to keep going, skittering her fingers back up to where her ribs were, repeating this motion a few times.
“Ehnidid!”
“Yes?” Enid said innocently, biting her cheek to keep from giggling herself.
“Sthapahp!” Wednesday was effectively pinned down and could not flop to get away.
“Aw, but you need this, Wens! Look at you, someone’s got the giggles,” Enid teased.
“I’m nhohoot!”
“You’re not?” Enid tested this, letting her nails scratch up and down her sides a couple of times. She was victorious when Wednesday actually squealed .
“Sthohop!”
Enid switched spots, getting both of her armpits at the same time. Wednesday’s laughter got louder and she tried to clamp her arms down to stop it but that only trapped Enid’s there, doing nothing to get them away.
“Sorry, Wens, but the tickle monster’s got youuu!” Enid snickered at seeing her normally stoic roommate giggling her head off.
A few noises escaped Wednesday. She was trying to keep her mouth shut so no more laughter would spill out. Hempf . Well, that couldn’t happen.
“Thing, help me!” Enid called.
The disembodied hand was there in a flash, crawling up Wednesday’s side and up through her shirt like a spider. Her roommate’s laughter was belting out again, louder now that she was getting tickled in two places.
Wednesday tried to move, squirming wildly to get away but Enid’s weight on the back of her prevented this. She was rendered helpless, forced to deal with the tickling a little bit longer.
“I didn’t know you were so ticklish!” Enid exclaimed. This would totally be some great payback whenever Wednesday got too mouthy with her.
“Ghehet off!” Wednesday cried through her laughter.
“Nope!” Enid declared. Wednesday moved her arms up to get away from her nails, just enough to give the blonde access to the entirety of her underarms. The Addams girl shrieked. Face pressed into her mattress, she laughed into it, no longer trying to resist.
Enid wouldn’t keep this up forever. She did let up after another minute or so. Thing stopped too, scuttling back to the end of the bed.
Her roommate laid there, panting.
“Did that help?” Enid asked cheerfully.
Wednesday turned over, shooting them dark looks. “ Never tickle me again.”
Enid couldn’t help but smirk. She was totally gonna do it again.