Emily scissorhands
Edward scissorhands was just putting the finishing touches on yet another ice sculpture of Kim.
"Perfect" he said to himself. Then after a while he once again felt lonely, he decide to look at the professors old note books, they were full of drawings of either half or unfinished inventions. Then he saw the drawing of himself, the blue prints that made Edward Edward. He turned the page and saw another drawing; it looked like himself but younger and female. The title at the top of the page read: a daughter for Edward.
Edward smiled at the simple little drawing. She looked to be about ten years old with the same black leather outfit as Edward only with a skirt and had long black messy hair.
The man with scissor hands looked at the professor's notes, the last note said "she's finished, just needs to be charged" And it had a picture of a wire. His eyes widened, if she only needed to be charged, he could charge her and then he wouldn't have to be alone.
Edward ran down the stairs and started rummaging through the drawers and boxes. He opened a long drawer and there was a little girl, the same as the drawing. He gingerly picked her up and placed her on the professor's work table.
"Now" he said "where's your wire?"
Eventually he found it in a box and plugged her in to a wall outlet.
"There, now soon you'll be alive" he said "like me."
Edwards's daughters P.O.V
I've never been alive before, but my brain is full of knowledge and I can identify over six hundred objects.
Suddenly I could hear a soft, sweet voice it said "there, now soon you'll be alive…like me."
Alive! I always wanted to be alive! I wonder what it's like. Then I started to feel something in my face. I think I was opening my eyes.
"You're blinking!" the voice said happily.
Blinking? What's blinking? I think I should just rest for a while, I'm getting pretty dizzy.
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Edward waited and waited and waited all day for his new daughter, but she never woke up so he fell asleep up against the wall next to her.
Then there was a scream in the middle of the night, Edward jumped and scrambled to his feet, he looked at the work table- his daughter was gone!
Suddenly he heard crying and whimpering, he followed his ears to the upstairs part of the mansion and found a small dark object in the corner. Edward walked up to the object and touched it, the object gasped and stood up and asked "w-who a-are you?"
Edward slowly came to realize that the object was his new daughter, and she was crying.
"Why are you crying?" he asked.
"I hurt myself- with these" she held up her own pair of scissor hands, she continued to cry.
Edward sat down beside her, she crawled into his lap. "Who are y-you?" she asked again.
"I'm Edward" he said "I'm your dad."
"I never had a dad" she said sadly.
"Do you have a name?" he asked.
"What's a name?" she asked.
"Well" said Edward "it's something people say when they want you."
"Oh" she said.
"What about Emily?" Edward asked.
"Okay" she said a little happier "I like that."
"Good" said Edward.
"What do I call you?" asked Emily "Edward or dad?"
"You choose" said Edward.
"Dad" she decided and hugged him.
At that moment for the first time in a long time Edward felt happy and loved.
Emily smiled brightly while looking at her new dad.