Second Chance (Edward Scissorhands x Reader)

Chapter Four

"I'm not sure, I don't look at the things the inventor made, I don't want to break anything." Edward answered, there seemed to be a small sparkle in his eyes. Hope, that was the sparkle.

"Did he have a room?"

Edward nodded, and started to head downstairs, I follow him. We reach a room with a door that looked to be around 8 feet tall, and Edward pointed to it. I grabbed the door handle and opened it. The room was covered with papers, robot pieces, books, but mostly dust. I go into the room, and find several sketches of robots, and after a while I find a sketch of Edward. I look through it, and read up on how he was made. Entirely sculpted, it was amazing how much detail went into him. Then, I finally started reading how to make the hands.

"Can you give me hands?" Edward asked, he now stood behind me.

Taking a deep breath, I looked at Edward, "This would be a multiple day project, though I'm determined to do my best to give you your hands."

"Thank you." Edward gave me a big smile, his eyes were filled with joy.

"Though I would need help for things like sculpting and finding materials. Could you help me with that Edward?" I gave him a small smile in return.

Edward nodded, before glancing at the sketch of himself. His smile only grew wider.

"You seem very excited. I'm happy for you." I say now looking at Edward.

"I'll be normal, that's all I could ever ask for." His voice was so soft and delicate, I could listen to it all day.

"Well, let's begin then." I look back at the page about Edward, and we decide to begin with separating the items.

[A few hours after, all the items have been separated]

I let out a loud sigh, "Well, we have all the materials. I'll keep working and sorting some things. Tomorrow we might start the sculpting."

Edward nodded, and left the room. I hesitated a bit, before reading more of the inventors work. I really wanted to be able to help Edward, so I needed to study and learn. I kept reading, for hours, the whole time taking notes.

"Y/N? Shouldn't you rest?" Edward asked, entering the room.

I let out a loud yawn, "Are there any beds here?"

"There is one, it belonged to the inventor. I'll show you it." Edward signaled to follow him, so I got up and went after him.

Going down the stairs, we reach a small door, and I open it, to reveal a room, filled with papers, books, and a bed. I headed towards the bed and threw myself onto it, quickly falling asleep in the process.