I do not own Edward scissorhands or any of the reconized characters
"this is stupid,.. " you thought as you drummed your fingers on the table and waited for these disgustingly cheerful, pastel colored , cackling hens , to stop firing questions and comments about your outfit and hair at you. You're only doing this for the Avon lady , Peggy who's allowing you to stay with her , not by your choice of course , but your parents figured it would be a better enviroment for you ,... you mildly disagree," but at least there's food here" you think. "may be excused ?" you ask bluntly ,you ignore the taken aback looks and get up from the table . You walk quickly to your room and grab your jacket al well as at least 5 knives of the 20 you own ;3. you belive in carrying at least 5 knives at all times. belting them on, you walk out the back door and out onto the street . You walk out, and stand right out into the middle of the street and do a 360 to decide which direction to go in. In every direction except one there is nothing but tacky pastel houses , but ,to the north there was a comepletly random hill looming out of the darkness , looking at it ,you decide to go in that direction . After about a 30 minute walk , you find yourself in a beautiful topiary garden , with flowers of every sort and bushes of every shape? growing growing all over. walking up to the front door you notice , "scratches ?" Shoving the door open with your side , you walk in to a BIG room that is just as dark as it is dusty with a large contraption in the back , " well there's not much to see in here " you think , so you ascend the fight of stairs onto the second story, you look around the room flooded with moonlight , and see something shift in the shadows , " HELLO ?" you call , you see it shift again this time acompanied by the sound of blades scraping across wood . Drawing one of your knives , you advance toward this thing , planning to get before it gets you. As you raise your knife to strike, you see thing in the shadows raise eight , "AHHHHHHH!!!" you yell and jump back the thing does likewise , and as you turn to run, you hear a very small voice say ,"Wait , I didn't mean to scare you" you turn around and see that it's not a thing , but a him . A boy of about 17 years stands there , with a tangle of black hair and.... scissorhands? Looking up at his face , you say , "who are you?"
He responds in the same quite voice , "Edward" . "Edward" you repeat . This boy all of a sudden does not seem scary anymore, you can't help but smile a little ,"well I won't hurt you either" you say ,and put your knife away. He gives a little smile back. "why are you up here?" , you ask. "because I don't want anyone to be scared." he says with a sad look . your heart is quickly melting. "Well doesn't anyone visit you ?" , you ask ,"No......" he says ,looking in the verge of tears. You quickly say " well I will , From now on I'll visit you once a week if you want :3" His sad face suddenly changes to a big smile , " thank you " he says . Looking down at your watch you notice a bloomin' hour has past already , " Well Edward , I think I have to go home now ," you say and turn to leave , " wait !" he says meekly ," you never told me who YOU were." you reply my name is ," ____ ".
---- back at the house -----
"Well ,you can have your cousin Kim's room for now , she'll be at the campsite for about three weeks." says your aunt Peggy who's making the bed for you . "thank you ," you reply back but before she shuts the door , you say ," I'm sorry for my behavior at dinner ." " It's alright dear, I know you must have had a rough day. " she says smiling kindly as she shuts the door. That night you dream of your meeting with Edward , then nothing at all.
---- next week ----
You poke your head through the wooden door , The room is flooded with afternoon light , and there stands Edward , quickly snipping a folded up peice of paper not noticing your were standing there , the unfolding to show a chain of paper dolls , "hmm" he says as he smiles at it . you giggle softly , and he jumps slightly at the noise, "it's just me " you say and he relaxes and smiles . You drop your grocery bag to floor and he quickly walks over to it , and being careful not to rip it peeks inside. "what's in these ?" he asks you , while trying to pick up one of the cans ,quickly taking it from him you say , "nothing much , just some kinda stew . I figured you'd be hungry up here. " "hmm." he says while tapping it with his index finger and poking a hole in it . He looks quite suprised , when you take it and pry it open with a knife , dump it in a small pot , and put it on to heat up on the small dutch oven that had been in the bottom of your bag. "you hungry ?" you ask . He nods vigourously and sits down , in a few minutes you dump most of it into his bowl and put a spoon in it , then mentally bitch slap yourself because you completly hadn't remembered his hands. feeling heat rise slightly in your face ,you ask "uhhh , Edward ,would you like some help ....with .... well you know " ,"yes please" ,he says politely , you pick up the bowl and scoot closer to him , for the next 10 minutes you feed him the soup ,while trying to retain some dignity despite the blush on your face . when he's finished he gets up walks toward the back of the room and streches , flexing his ,... hands ," that was delcious " he says in excited voice that makes you realize how young he is inside , then after a small amount of thought you say, " Hay Edward? ", he looks up ," do you want me to read to you? :3 " oh YES !!! :3 " says and sits down right where he had been standing in the middle of the floor , and intertwines his scissors on his lap , looking up at you eagerly. for two hours you read him the Grimm fairytales . He listened to every single story with rapt attention and when stop and say ," okay that was the last one , I'm kinda tired ." He quickly asks ," Will you read more next time?" "of course!" you say. Then he gives you the happiest look , and says ," that reminded me of the way my father used to read to me." you smile back and say ," good .:)" but the time comes when you have to pack up your stuff , (except for the cans ) and say , " see you next time Edward " the diffrence from last time , is this time ,you're just as sad to leave.
----- next week ---- monday
you rreaaaally wanna go check on Edward today , but your aunt Peg insisted you don't go out today . You simply sat in the living room on the couch facing the window , staring outside at the sickly pastel houses across the street , when your aunt peg pulls into the driveway , but you don't pay any attention until you she gets out and opens the passenger door . "no, ... it can't be " you say out loud , as you see Edward following your aunt peg to the front door , But behind the shock , you do feel some, relief , at least he won't be all alone anymore. soon the door opens and aunt Peg walks in and quickly introduces Edward. He smiles at the site of you , " while you say yes, we've met .:)" your aunt looks suprised but glad and continues to walk him the through the house while you try to recover from the mild shock at seeing the last possible person you'd expect . After about 15 minutes you hear two pairs of footsteps fade back into the room , and you see Edward in a pair of pants and a shirt , looking eagerly at everything in the room. He looks the happiest you've seen him as your aunt begins to sew up the suspenders that he accidently cut with his fingers he looks over at you ,smiling.
---- next day --- [WE'RE GONNA PRETEND HE NEVER FELL IN LOVE WITH KIM CAUSE THIS STORY'S ABOUT YOU :) ]
You open the door to find a VERY large crowd of middle aged ladies craning their necks to get a good look inside the house , being led by a ginger chick with a coy smile and as soon as she speaks you think , "and a very fake midwesternish accent." after looking behind you to try and see if that's what they're looking at , you paste on a lemony smile and say ,"Do you ladies need something ?"
THe ginger in the front says ,"Just get your aunt Peg sweetie," in the single most condesending voice that it has ever been your displeasure to have directed at you (*INHALES*) you go and bring your aunt to the door. standing behind the door you proceed to glean that ,.... apparently ,you're having a barbeque tommorow so that every bored housewife in suburbia gets a chance to hit on Edward. You then heard another lady burst forth from the left , and quickly begin preaching at the other ladies that ,"He's been sent here to tempt you !!! " and ," He's a perversion of nature" and other religious bullshit like that . But to be honest you privately hope they end up beliving her , because well after all ,.... you sorta think that these ladies didn't seem like the type to get to know a person before judging them , and who KNOWS how they will react to Edward.....
---- at the barbeque -----
You are nervous , and I mean NERVOUS. your nervous on your own behalf I mean after all , you've met only a quarter of these people once and That didn't really leave the best impression. But, you digress. You're anxious on Edward's behalf , in fact you don't really want to think about it ..... you know he's nervous too , in fact , he just nicked his face with one his fingers while chopping food over in the kitchen , seeing this you quickly jump up and try to walk into the kitchen to try and wipe it , But your aunt beats you to it ,so you act as though you were walking past him . You have a mixture of thoughts contending for your attention . one is your nerves , the other is something you can't quite place your finger on , it's a little niggle of emotion, but it only seems to happen around ,.... you don't want to think of it , you'll only start to blush and now isn't exactly the time for that.
You're now outside , mostly just whatching everyone , to your great suprise , not a single person has been mean to you, or more importantly , Edward.
