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Yoko paced the length of her shared bedroom as she thought. The anniversary of her and Divina’s relationship was coming up and she wanted to do something grand for her girlfriend. But because they not only spent a lot of time together, they also shared a room, and that made it hard for Yoko to have any time to even plan.
Don’t get her wrong. She loved her girl dearly and didn’t want to be apart from her. She just never realized how often she was with her. If she wasn’t with Divina, she was with Enid and Wednesday. Enid was always gushing over their relationship and not-so-subtly nudging Yoko toward romantic gestures.
Wednesday… never really had much to say about it. To be honest, when they first met Yoko wasn’t sure if Wednesday was staring at them because they were gay or because they were a vampire and a siren. She even had a brief moment where she wondered if Wednesday was homophobic with the way she seemed to glare at everyone and everything.
“That’s just how she is!” Enid would always insist and Yoko used to think she was just making poor excuses for her. Then Yoko got closer to Wednesday and realized that Enid was absolutely correct. Yoko could count on one hand the amount of times that she heard Wednesday laugh and still have four fingers left.
When Wednesday came to her for help regarding her sexuality, Yoko was pleasantly surprised. Of course, being the only openly gay person that Wednesday could approach was less flattering but Yoko didn’t mind helping her. She got to see a side of Wednesday that nobody else did.
In return, Wednesday begrudgingly let Yoko get closer, sometimes teasing her about her vampiric nature or age. Yoko liked the girl, she just wished Wednesday was more open about accepting friends who weren’t strong-headed enough to bully their way into her heart.
Divina was an absolute sweetheart. She was kind to everyone and had a big heart. Yoko adored that about her. But Wednesday wasn’t at all interested in Divina. To her, Divina was just an extension of Yoko who tagged along sometimes.
Okay, through the eyes of someone who didn’t know Divina well, they might think she was a little stuck up. She could have a mean streak and she was great at revenge plots. But that side rarely came out, although it seemed to happen a lot with Wednesday. As a result, she tried to keep the two apart, or at least not alone together.
However, just thinking about the shorter girl made Yoko want to groan. She stopped her pacing and pulled the shades from her eyes, staring down at the reflective lenses before sighing.
She needed a distraction for Divina. And she had one in the form of one Wednesday Addams.
Yoko probably could have thought it through better. She waited until after a class she shared with Wednesday to grab her shoulder, her fingers briefly brushing against the skin on her neck. She then had to drop her books to accommodate for the girl who went stiff as a plank and tipped over into a vision.
“Shit,” Yoko mumbled as she tugged Wednesday out of view of prying eyes and settled her to sit against the wall. She sat beside her as if she could pretend they were just hanging out and tossed an arm around her shoulders, careful not to touch her skin, to keep the girl upright.
When she looked at Wednesday’s face, she could see her eyes rapidly flicking around as she took in sights that weren’t there. It was honestly a little fascinating to witness. Yoko hadn’t met someone who had visions like Wednesday.
Wednesday always came back with a sharp inhale. It was how Yoko learned to anticipate when Wednesday might try to stab her for touching her.
Sure enough, the moment Wednesday was coherent enough she slapped Yoko’s arm away and sneered, “What have I told you about touching me?”
“Yeah, I know. That was my bad,” Yoko conceded as she held her hands up in surrender.
Wednesday squinted at her for her acknowledgment. “What was your reason for grabbing me like a barbarian?”
Yoko suddenly remembered why she needed her and was sure if she had blood in her body she’d blush in embarrassment. “Okay. I need your help.”
Wednesday immediately narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “I have a feeling this is related to what I just saw.”
Yoko blinked in surprise. “What did you see?”
“None of your business,” Wednesday replied curtly. Yoko wanted to sigh. “Spit it out. What do you want?”
“Okay, so remember when I was there for you when you had gay feelings?” Yoko said.
Wednesday’s hand slammed over her mouth. “You agreed not to speak a word of it” she hissed.
Yoko licked the hand but Wednesday merely glared at her. Yoko rolled her eyes and Wednesday slowly removed her hand. “Okay. Remember when I helped you with that ‘issue’?” she reworded.
“What of it?” Wednesday sniffed. She glared at Yoko, daring her to mention it.
“I just need a favor in return. I need you to occupy Divina for an evening. Just one.” Yoko tried to make it seem as small and simplistic as she could like she wasn’t asking for much.
“No.” Wednesday didn’t even entertain the idea.
“Wednesday, please, you owe me!” Yoko whined out.
“That’s because I thought you meant murder, not socialization,” Wednesday retorted.
“But you like Divina!” Yoko grasped at straws.
“I tolerate Divina because she makes you shut up.” Wednesday held Yoko’s stare. “Do you realize what you’re asking of me?”
“One solid from me, absolutely no questions asked and no boundaries to limit it,” Yoko finally gambled.
Wednesday smirked and Yoko suddenly felt like she made a deal with the devil. “I accept your terms.”
“Just like that?” Yoko inquired.
“You do not know what you have just given me,” Wednesday said and Yoko suddenly realized she may have made a huge mistake.
“I don’t understand,” Divina complained. “You’ve never been big on pushing this thing with me and Wednesday before. Now you’re sending us off to bond?”
Yoko hated to tug on Divina’s heartstrings and manipulate her a little bit but it was necessary. “This is important to me, babe. I just want you to get along without all the backhanded threats and glares. Can’t you try?”
Divina gave her a harsh look that nearly had Yoko caving right there before the siren sighed. “Okay. I’ll give it a chance. For you.”
Yoko perked up and closed the distance between them, cupping Divina’s face in her hands as she pressed kiss after kiss to her face. “You don’t know how much I love you.”
Divina giggled with each kiss, squirming in Yoko’s grasp as she said, “I think I might just have an idea.”
“You. Are. The. Best.” Yoko emphasized each word with a kiss.
Divina laughed and reached up to lace her fingers behind Yoko’s neck, yanking her down to press a kiss to her lips.
“One more thing,” Yoko mumbled against her lips and Divina pouted at the interruption. “Please don’t kill each other.”
“No promises,” Divina replied quietly, a grin stretching across her face.
Yoko laughed and had to concede that there may just be an explosive end to her idea. “At least I’ll have known you did your best.”
Divina rubbed her nose against Yoko’s as she muttered, “Avenge me.”
Yoko huffed. Dramatic siren.
Yoko spoke to Enid about the situation. She seemed excited that Divina and Wednesday would be going out together.
“Listen, I know that Wednesday is a freak, and I love that about her, but I really need you to do me a solid and maybe give her ideas of things to do with Divina that don’t involve anything morbid.” As far as Yoko knew, Wednesday was going to try and spook Divina off and claim that she still did what Yoko wanted to earn a favor.
“Will do!” Enid saluted with a grin. There was no bother denying it. She knew what Wednesday was like.
Satisfied that things were dealt with for the moment, Yoko trusted Enid to keep Wednesday on a leash.
The moment Enid and Yoko got together with Divina and Wednesday, the latter two stared at each other. It was more of a glare, eyes narrowing and lips pinching as they stiffly stood in place.
“Babe, please,” Yoko huffed and she pressed her lips to just below Divina’s ear to blow a raspberry, causing the siren to shriek with laughter. “Ease up.”
“Screw you!” Divina swatted at her. “I’m perfectly at ease.”
Yoko could feel the stiffness as she pressed their shoulders together but didn’t state so. She pressed her lips to the side of Divina’s head once more in a proper kiss. She knew things would either go really well and she and Enid would have to hunt them down later, or it would go so bad that she and Enid needed to do damage control.
“Shall we?” Wednesday finally interrupted with a haughty huff.
“Yeah, yeah,” Divina mumbled, reluctantly peeling away from Yoko.
Wednesday and Divina were a few feet apart as they started to walk away from their respective partner. Neither said a single word to each other.
“I’m sure it will be fine,” Enid tried to soothe. She was always overly optimistic about everything.
“Yeah,” Yoko weakly agreed.
She couldn’t help but feel that she just made a horrible mistake.
If Wednesday was anything less than an Addams then she would not be in her current predicament. It was only because an Addams always kept their word that she was walking with Yoko’s girlfriend.
Luckily, Divina didn’t seem that enthused either. It was a surprising turn considering how upbeat and happy the siren had seemed, but Wednesday now concluded it was on Yoko’s behalf that she was kept content.
It was only once they had walked for a good distance that they finally came to a path that forked and Wednesday realized neither of them had plans for where they would actually go. She could feel Divina peering at her out of the corner of her eye.
Wednesday tugged on the mental map in her mind of where the paths went before she turned sharply on her foot and continued to walk, Divina skipping a few steps in an effort to match her strides.
“Where are we going?” Divina finally inquired.
“Wouldn’t you like to know.” Wednesday didn’t know herself.
“Yes. That’s why I asked,” Divina grumbled.
Wednesday exhaled a little harsher than usual. Enid had found it prudent to impress on how ‘nice’ she needed to be to Divina. Enid was big about meeting people halfway to find compromises. If people didn’t meet her halfway then Enid gave permission to Wednesday for her to hate them. Wednesday hated a lot of people. She had to reluctantly admit she did not hate Divina.
“I do not have a set place in mind,” she reluctantly admitted.
Divina abruptly stopped in her tracks and Wednesday debated about continuing to walk before stopping as well. “Do you have any idea of what we’re doing?”
“No.” Wednesday was not ashamed to admit that. She did not plan for the event in advance. “I do not suppose you possess any ideas.”
Divina glared at her like she couldn’t tell if it was supposed to be an insult. She then blew out a breath and turned to take in her surroundings. “We’re near the lake.”
“Yes.” Wednesday turned her head in the direction of it. She couldn’t see it yet through the trees.
Divina glanced at her and held her stare. She started walking. Wednesday fell into step with her. They appeared to have agreed without asking the other.
Wednesday hadn’t been back to the lake since Enid took her on a tour of the school. There had been no reason for her to.
The sirens, however, practically lived and breathed water. Wednesday could not imagine the water bill it took to keep them content. She was sure that Divina had graced the lake at least a dozen times since she had arrived.
Divina’s shoulders gained a more relaxed slump to them the closer they strayed to the body of water. Wednesday concluded they could waste time by letting Divina splash around in the water, happy to be where she felt most at home.
There. Wednesday was being considerate, just as Enid had asked.
Divina’s feet took her toward the lake so Wednesday followed in step until they were inches away from the water.
Divina glanced at her, finally addressing her as she inquired, “Have you been swimming yet?”
“I do not possess a bathing suit,” Wednesday retorted. “But if you wish to frolic in the water, be my guest.”
Divina grinned at her before starting to kick off her shoes. Wednesday busied herself by sitting as Divina shed pieces of clothing to keep dry before she took off wading into the water.
Wednesday had to admit that she wasn’t that familiar with sirens. She watched as Divina submerged herself up to her waist before diving under the surface. The shimmering of the evening sun reflected off the water and made it hard for Wednesday to distinguish what was happening but even she could see the moment Divina’s legs were replaced with a tail.
Divina emerged from the water and shook the liquid from her hair before her gaze settled on Wednesday and she grinned, her mouth full of razor-sharp teeth.
“Wanna come in?” Divina coaxed. “I promise I won’t bite.”
“I’ve never been bitten by a siren,” Wednesday mused. She didn’t particularly want to go into the body of water, but her curious nature about seeing a siren up close led her to undo the laces on her shoes.
The water was cold, not that Wednesday was expecting much different from the fall temperatures. She pushed past any discomfort as she waded deeper and made her way toward Divina.
“Cold, right?” Divina teased when Wednesday got closer before she suddenly warned, “You’re about to walk off a drop.”
Wednesday halted, shuffling forward a few more inches to feel where the floor under her feet suddenly dropped deeper. “I suppose I was.”
Divina dove back under the water to swim around. Wednesday figured her best bet of watching her was if she did too, so she sunk under the water and opened her eyes as she held her breath.
There was a magnificent fluidity to the way that Divina swam. Of course, Wednesday could expect no less from a siren. She watched the way Divina’s webbed fingers combed through the water to propel herself forward. It was nothing less than graceful. Divina suddenly noticed her watching and a small frown crossed her face before she surfaced. Wednesday got a good look at her tail before she too surfaced.
“How long were you down there?” Divina demanded as Wednesday brushed her bangs out of her face.
“A few minutes,” Wednesday estimated. “If you are worried about my ability to breathe then do not.”
Divina eyed her as she trod water. She finally asked, “What kind of outcast are you?”
“We Addams aren’t just one thing. We are something new altogether,” Wednesday said. Her answer did not appease Divina. “ I must admit that there are no close siren relatives I possess that I am aware of.”
Divina eyed her. “Am I the first siren you’ve seen in their other form?”
Wednesday hummed to confirm that. Divina suddenly looked uncomfortable and Wednesday wondered if she misstepped at some point.
“Your form is magnificent,” she complimented in hopes that it would appease the siren.
Divina wasn’t expecting the compliment and jolted backward an inch as she eyed Wednesday. “Thanks, I guess.”
Wednesday’s eyes then fell to a scar on the girl’s shoulder. She had noticed it earlier under the water but could see it clearer on the surface. She could tell it was teeth marks of some kind but didn’t line up with what she assumed were siren’s teeth.
Divina seemed to notice where she was staring and slapped a hand over it, her webbed fingers blocking Wednesday from noticing.
“Apologies.” Wednesday directed her stare back to Divina’s face. “I was simply trying to determine what creature bit you.”
“If you don’t know what it means then it doesn’t concern you,” Divina snapped.
Wednesday blinked. “What it means?” she echoed. She did not like to admit when there were gaps in her knowledge. But she had to concede that she did not know what the bite mark on Divina meant.
“I am afraid that my knowledge in this area is rather limited,” she reluctantly confessed. “But I have a vested interest in gaining more.”
Divina watched her. She seemed cautious. “Are you asking me to explain it to you?”
“Do not be foolish,” Wednesday immediately retorted at the thought of needing a concept to be explained to her. “I will find out on my own.”
Divina wrinkled her nose at the thought. “Most of the information you find will be conflicting because it can mean different things.” Before Wednesday could challenge Divina on what kind of information she would find, Divina continued, “I’ll tell you, but only so you don’t misunderstand, okay?”
Wednesday straightened and made it seem like she wasn’t too interested. “Very well. If you insist.”
Divina hesitated before pulling her hand away from her shoulder. “It’s a vampire bite. From Yoko.”
Wednesday shuffled forward to get a better look. She could identify it quite easily up close now that she knew what it was. “I thought vampires were forbidden from drinking directly from others here?”
“She wasn’t— she wasn’t drinking.” Divina stumbled over her words. “It’s, um… It’s a claim mark. Do you know what that is?”
Wednesday could make assumptions but to avoid looking like a fool, she reluctantly shook her head.
“Yoko didn’t drink from me, but she did bite me. It’s a claiming mark to other supernatural who have the instincts to know what it means.”
“It means that you belong to someone else,” Wednesday inferred with a nod.
“Yoko belongs to me too,” Divina retorted a bit too harshly and Wednesday suddenly realized how her words could have been construed. “I’ve bitten her too.”
Wednesday was then given a grin full of sharp teeth from Divina.
“I see.” Wednesday had a lot more questions but knew that some wouldn’t be appreciated. “I have an inquiry that may come off as a bit insensitive.”
Divina closed her mouth and raised an eyebrow. “You can ask but I don’t promise an answer.”
“Is a claiming mark permanent? Does it signal a bond forever? Is it akin to wedding rings?” Wednesday rattled off.
Divina squirmed in the water before she said, “That was more than one question.”
Wednesday did not apologize.
“Yoko and I are serious about each other. This isn’t like a leash where if we want to break things off then we can’t.” Divina folded her arms. “It’s not like a— a wedding ring. That’s something else entirely for sirens and no, you can’t know.”
Wednesday was learning a lot, not that she would admit it. She wished she had her notebook on her but it would have gotten soaked and she left her waterproof one back at home. “I see. May I inquire about the difference between biting for claim rather than biting for self-defense?”
Divina straightened. “It’s the intention behind it. When I bit Yoko, I wasn’t aiming to hurt her. I didn’t dig my teeth in with the intention to tear or mar her. Just enough to mark.”
“Interesting,” Wednesday commented aloud.
Divina grinned at her.
“How sharp are your teeth?” Wednesday suddenly inquired.
“How sharp are yours?” Divina retorted.
Wednesday could feel a grin of her own forming.
Yoko finished the preparation with Enid. She had gotten done everything she wanted to do and Enid helped her set everything up for the next day.
Relieved that she managed to cobble everything together, Yoko sincerely thanked Enid.
“Of course! That was fun!” Enid bounced on her feet before pulling out her phone to check the time. “It only took three hours.”
Yoko suddenly pulled out her own phone and was surprised to see that Divina had not texted her once. She was expecting to hear her complain about Wednesday at least a little bit to a sympathetic ear. But the last message she had to Divina was sent that morning to remind her about where they were meeting up.
“I’ll let Divina know that we’re finished,” Yoko commented, already tapping out a message. She expected an instant reply filled with relief about being done. But the phone didn’t even let her know the text was read. “Huh.”
“What?” Enid looked up from her own phone.
“She’s not answering.” Yoko suddenly had a bad feeling in her gut. “Did Wednesday mention where they might go?”
“Only places where I told her not to,” Enid said. She shuffled closer and reached out for Yoko’s phone, which she relinquished into her hold. “Did Divina?”
“I don’t really think either of them had plans,” Yoko admitted. “Wednesday doesn’t have a phone, does she?”
Enid laughed at the question and Yoko had to concede that it was indeed foolish.
“It’s just, Divina usually answers quickly,” Yoko fretted. A few minutes had passed and there was no change. “I’ll call her.”
Yoko dialed the number and pulled the phone up to her ear.
On the shore in a pool of dry clothes, a bedazzled phone rang out.
The owner was oblivious to the noise, far under the water with someone else.
“Wednesday wouldn’t murder Divina,” Enid tried to soothe as Yoko paced frantically.
“I knew this was a bad idea,” Yoko moaned out. “I should have listened to my brain. I knew this would be nothing but trouble. I made a mistake.”
“Hey,” Enid said firmly as she grasped Yoko’s shoulders. “Get a hold of yourself. They’re fine. They’re probably having too much fun to notice you called.”
“Wednesday? Fun?” The words seemed like antonyms to Yoko and it seemed that Enid realized it was well. “The only things Wednesday would find fun are things that would make Divina call me a thousand times begging to be done.”
“Yeah. Okay,” Enid reluctantly conceded. “Do you know where they are?”
Yoko glanced at the time on her phone. It was already starting to fall into the night. She hadn’t meant for the planning to go on for so long. Wednesday and she only agreed to two hours max. She expected Wednesday would have finished and left Divina the moment the time ended.
“Wednesday is probably back in your room. Maybe she can tell us where Divina is,” Yoko suggested. Enid perked up and nodded.
They set off toward the room.
Wednesday watched as Divina swam in circles around her as fast as she could, keeping track of the seconds for each lap.
The empty room was not only disappointing but worrisome. Enid seemed unnerved to see that Wednesday wasn’t tapping away at her typewriter.
“What are Divina’s favorite places she might go with Wednesday?” Enid asked.
They set off once more.
Divina was showing the amount of rocks she could carry and how they did not slow her down.
“Where might Wednesday take her?” Yoko desperately asked Enid.
Wednesday listened underwater as Divina sang a siren song. It sounded just as clear as if they were on land.
“Hey, Kent!” Yoko stopped the boy when they passed him.
“Hey!” Kent grinned at the duo. “What’s up?”
“Have you seen your sister?” Yoko inquired, trying to keep the franticness out of her tone. “I’ve been to all the usual places.”
She ran down a list of everywhere she had checked.
Kent shrugged when she finished. “Dunno. Have you checked the lake?”
“The lake,” Yoko repeated. She glanced at Enid. Huge bodies of water did not seem like a place where Divina and Wednesday would be together. The water was sacred to sirens and Divina wouldn’t want Wednesday to intrude.
Right?
Yoko could see it as they approached that she had gotten every assumption wrong. She could see the contrasting pile of blue and black clothing on the shore, one pile hastily discarded while the other was impeccably folded.
“They’re in the water?” Enid breathed out as they finally reached the piles of clothes.
Yoko reached down to Divina’s clothes and fished out the phone from where it was discarded. She then looked out into the body of water.
Suddenly a head of black hair popped out of the water and called out in a monotone voice, “Marco!”
It was a brief few seconds before a figure dove out of the water and crashed into Wednesday’s form, dragging them both under.
“Was Divina hunting?” Enid demanded after her brain formed the connection.
“Wednesday’s playing prey,” Yoko confirmed. She didn’t know what to make of the scene in front of her.
A few minutes later the head of black hair popped up again. Yoko brought her fingers to her mouth and the moment after Wednesday called out, she let out a loud whistle as Divina broke the surface. She was too slow to stop the attack but two heads popped up quickly after a second.
“Yoko!” Divina beamed at her and immediately ducked under the water to swim back. Yoko was already preparing herself as Divina transitioned back and didn’t stop her race out of the water to collide with her.
“Hi,” Yoko greeted, trying not to grimace as she got soaked. She frowned as she felt the half-naked body pressed against her. “You’re freezing.”
“We may have stayed in a little longer than we meant to,” Divina confessed as she wormed her way closer to Yoko’s embrace.
Wednesday emerged from the water, looking less put together than Yoko usually saw. Her braids were practically undone from the constant tackling and Yoko knew that she’d probably be bruised the next day.
“Wednesday!” Enid hurried over to her to fuss over her soaking cold frame.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” Yoko focused back on her girlfriend, rubbing her arms to try and get warmth back into her.
“Yes,” Divina grinned up at her. She reached up and Yoko didn’t know what she was going to do until her fingers hooked Yoko’s collar. “Wednesday!”
As soon as the shorter girl turned, Divina yanked Yoko’s shirt to the side and Yoko knew instantly what she was showing and slapped a hand up over the mark. “Divina!”
Divina laughed and pressed a kiss to her jaw to apologize. If Yoko didn’t know any better then she’d say Wednesday was interested in the mark.
“If you wanna study marks then go get your own,” Yoko hissed at her. She couldn’t believe Divina flashed her mark at them.
“Alright,” Wednesday accepted easily. She was already starting to tug her clothes back onto her wet frame.
Yoko let Divina go so she could do the same and as soon as she was dressed, Yoko pulled her close again.
“You’re welcome back at the lake any time,” Divina told Wednesday.
Wednesday jutted her chin out as she replied, “I appreciate you indulging in my pursuit of knowledge.”
They then went their separate ways.
“Wednesday isn’t as bad as I thought she was,” Divina admitted to Yoko. “I mean, she’s still a freak but I understand her better now.”
“That’s good,” Yoko smiled.
“I like her,” Divina declared. “I’m going to show her how to hunt in a proper body of water.”
That was less good.
“How were things with Divina?” Enid finally prodded after they reached their room.
“Sirens are fascinating creatures,” Wednesday said as she went straight to her trunk to pull out a change of clothes.
“Yeah, but I mean Divina as a person,” Enid clarified. “Did it go okay?”
“She said she’d show me how sirens hunt both with and without enchantment. She also promised to drown me with her siren song,” Wednesday stated.
“Oh.” Enid breathed out. “Um, I’ll talk to her about that.”
“Why?” Wednesday cocked her head to the side, turning to look at Enid. “I like her.”
There were very few things that Wednesday stated she liked. To be something Wednesday liked was a dangerous thing to everyone around her.
“Just… be careful,” was the only thing Enid could think to say.
“You worry too much,” Wednesday declared as she gathered a bundle of clothes to her chest. “But if you are worried for my safety, do not fear. She promised I could be the hunter next time.”
Wednesday turned and abruptly walked toward the showers, not knowing that her statement did not make Enid feel any better at all.