YO. This is ENL. This is my very first story for Edward Scissorhands. I just fell in love with it last night. O.K, this is basically when Kim's granddaughter is about seventeen and decides to meet Edward for herself, instead of just listening to her grandma's stories. Major Fangirls, PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! Okay, let's read on.
"Grandma? Tell me the story."
"Oh,come now you're nearly seventeen, I've told you the story every night for nearly eleven years. You know how it goes.''
"So? I still like to hear it." Kristen retorted.
"It'd late dear, We both need our rest."
"But-"
"I'll tell you what, while you're finishing Junior year tomorrow, I'll record the story to a CD. You can listen to it every night this summer. But tonight, you're going to have to recite it in your mind. Goodnight Kris."
As Grandma Kim was leaving Kristin's room, she had an idea.
"Grandma? How old was Edward?"
"He wasn't born, he was built. But I'd say somewhere around nineteen."
"But he's barely older then me then!"
"Yes dear, he'd be nearly two years older than you. Now go to bed, you have martial arts and sword practice tomorrow after school ends."
"Just one more question?"
Kim sighed, she should never have told her about him when she was little! She was so obsessively curious about things!
"Alright dear, and just one."
"Do you think I could meet Eward one day?"
Kim bit her lip, she had always known Kristin would want to see him. She was curious after all.
"Maybe one day. When I'm sure you can handle it, it might not be to bad, you look just like me when I was sixteen, now that you stopped dying your hair dark to look like your mother" This was true, she dyed her hair brownish black whenever it showed the faintest sign of the orangey-blonde that she got from her father.
"So-"
"If you work hard at martial arts and fencing, and study for senior year, then I'll let you go for two hours next Saterday."
Kristin lept out of the bed and hugged her grandmother.
"Thank you Grandma! I'll work extra hard. I do so want to meet him!"
Kim hugged her granddaughter back, then held her at arms length.
"Alright, you've asked you're questions. Now go to bed!"
Kristin raced back under the sheets and switched off her table lamp. As she fell asleep, she dreamed of what Edward Scissorhands really looked like. Her grandmother had no pictures of him, even though she had said she'd fallen in love with him. No matter, she would see him, and maybe...well, maybe her invention and engineering talents would come in handy if she befriended him.
O.K. I hope it was good. I like it. REVIEW!