"I'm allergies to black dahlias."

Wednesday's hand clenched around the stem of the flower as she heard you say those words hesitantly. Was she mad? Ofcourse not, she would never be mad at you. Was she dissapointed? A little, she wanted to show you her love by giving you her favorite flower, but guess the universe had other plans for her. She was also confused, you could grow flowers and vines, you were basicly a flower freak. Yet you're allergic to that kind of flower. As she stood there in her room, a silence was held, she remembered her father. Who had the same allergy...But with roses than black dahlias.

Still, you couldn't help but grow them and gift them to her, despite having a allergy to them, you loved to give Wednesday gifts. You wanted to warm her cold heart.

A few days later while Wednesday was in her room. She heard a knock, then her door opened. She knew it wasn't Enid, the footsteps were too gentle.

"I would like to have a little peace, go away. I don't want to be bothered. So screw off before I break your fingers."

She said, not turning around in her chair, still focused on her typewriter. She was so focused on her typewriter that she didn't realize it was you who went into her room. Sure, you knew that Wednesday was cold to people and liked to be alone.....But she promised you a movie night, tonight. You even brought a girly movie to watch....To "torture" her ofcourse, but she likes it, she likes to get disgusted by a movie or get horrified of it, you know that horror movies don't give Wednesday a shiver of disgust or get a little horrified.

Did she really forget movie night?

Wednesday turned around in her chair as she heard nothing after her threat. Until she realized you were at her door. Without a thought, she grabbed a black dahlia and walking over to you, she could see your body tensing up when you saw the flower.

"For you."

She said monotonely. But without letting you say anything, she swiftly cut the flower off of it's stem. Like what her mother did for her father.