OS Oneshots! (Object Show Oneshots!)

What does this mean for us?

Requested by:  Hope you enjoy this! I might have rushed the ending but hope you don't mind that! Enjoy guys!
Suggested Song: Rises the Moon Liana Flores or Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother

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Laying on the elegant couch outside of Scissor's master bedroom, Rook was attempting to sleep with the moonlight shining on his face. Yet he couldn't sleep. He attempted to roll over on the other side to block out the glimmering moon, yet he still couldn't get his eyelids to flutter down. Irritated, he thinks about what his mind brought to him. How Ms. Sheers was a blessing to him, how he was able to finally have some people to talk to in the castle after decades of being alone, how even before them he was at peace with himself. Or so he thought.

Celebrating Ms. Sheers birthday was the best day in the castle's life. Yet something felt off...that day, when Ms. Sheers had a wish to end something, he thought it'd be to end royal blood and to treat those who are a part of such as normal beings. Instead she wished for something different. When she wished for Brawl of the objects to end, something within Rook just...snapped.

Memories flooded his mind as endless torture and tormet to get freedom from the king and queen's wrath only to drown...

This caused Rook to go as crazy as jumping out of the window, assuming he won his freedom to leave the castle and live the life of a normal chess piece. It took Ms. Sheers some time before getting Rook back into the castle while enjoying the party he created for her. It was night time when he woke up, leading him to now.

Right now he was attempting to sleep, but with him sleeping all in the morning, he was currently restless. He didn't understand what to do to get to sleep, so he tried doing everything he could.

He snuck past Scissor's room and onto the castle rooftop and gazed towards the bright moon.

He enjoyed being in this castle. Especially with Ms. Sheers, being one of the only people that kept him sane for the past couple months being here. Although, he feels certain emotions within him making him feel otherwise of their strong...alliance...friendship? He's not even supposed to be "friends" with royal blood. He doesn't understand their dynamic.

"Rook? You up here?" Asks a certain voice he could distinguish all to well.

His heart swells at the sound of it as he turns around, joy plastered all over his face.

"Ms. Sheers! Why're you up so late on this wonderful evening? Did I forget to give you your melatonin vitamins again? Deepest apologies." Scissors looks at Rook, shaking her head.

"No, that's not it." Scissors walks over to Rook, taking the spot to his left to lean on. Rook looks towards her. She looks really nice in the moonlight. Understandable really, as she is one of the royal blood.

"You look really nice in the moonlight, Ms. Sheers." Rook complimented.

"Thanks...but you do know that you don't have to call me 'Ms. Sheers' anymore, right?"

"Nonsense, my queen! You deserve the name 'Ms. Sheers'!"

"Yeah...but I don't really like my name being 'Ms. Sheers'. Especially from you knowing my real name and knowing me in general for like, what, a year or so? Whole point being is you can stop calling me that royal name or whatever. We're friends and friends shouldn't treat one another like royalty, you know?" Scissors turned onto her back, a look of irritation.

"But, now I think you should start taking some of the melatonin vitamins." Scissors sneakily said.

"Whatever do you mean, your highness?-"

"What you did earlier was not it, Rook!" Screamed Scissors. Rook, shocked by the loudness in her tone, took a step away from her.

"Earlier, when we celebrated my birthday, something that's never usually celebrated with others ever I thought that for once I had a decent friend! A friend I could go to and talk to when I need help, but I can't even do that! Because the moment I say 'Brawl of The Objects' you became some lunatic and nearly killed yourself!" Scissors calms herself the moment she sees Rook grabbing onto his headpiece, fear and trauma written all over his face.

"Brawl...of the objects..." Scissors, now concerned, walked closer towards the servant.

"Hey...are you okay?" Rook takes a step back, the feeling in his heart weighing him down like an anchor thrown off the ship.

"Yes I'm..." before Rook could finish his sentence his legs gave out, pushing him towards Scissors. Surprised, Scissors held on while bracing for impact seconds later. Now irritated, Scissors pushes off Rook and stood up.

"See!? When I say that you get all crazy and weird! It's annoying!-" Before Scissors could say anything else, there was heavy heaving and whines. Scissors looks towards Rook who was laying on the ground with tears in his eyes. He mumbled underneath his breath 'it was me. It was me.' Scissors sighs before pulling a hand out to Rook.

"Here...get up..." Rook stares at Scissor's hand for some time before grabbing onto it as Scissors heaved him onto her shoulders. The two walk back inside the castle, Rook softly whimpering beneath his breath. Five minutes after they were inside the Castle. Scissors decided that it'd be best to keep Rook in her room. There was a couch in her master bedroom and for once she took the couch over the bed. She decided Rook deserved to sleep with comfort. Rook, noticing her actions bringing him to the bed, attempted to get himself on his two feet, but failed.

"No. You are going to sleep on the bed. I can take the couch, Rook." Scissor responded. Rook was about to say something but was placed on the bed sitting up. The comfort of the bed sheets and the fluffiness of the pillow put his head in a sense of drowsiness. Rook decided to give up on refusing the offer. His legs and brain needed a break from the mayhem. He rolls over onto his side to face Scissors and smiled at her. He then averts his eyes awkwardly.

"Apologies for taking your bed, your highness." Rook responded. Scissors smiles at him with a look of relief.

"No worries. Just for the night, okay? Rest up and we'll talk about this tomorrow because I am not going to stay in here any longer with a psychotic lunatic." Before Scissors went to the couch, she looks over Rook's miserable state. She sighed before moving her head to his head. She lightly touches her lips to his forehead.

"Please get better soon. I really don't want you in this state again..." Scissors blushes, walking towards the couch before Rook could see her reaction. But he noticed how she scrambled getting on the couch. Rook smiles at her silliness. This was rare especially for her to scramble around like this. Rook likes it. And with that in mind, the two continues on with their rest.