Now would be a good time to start raining. That's how it always went in the movies. It rains, but the main character couldn't care less because they were too sad. Wet and cold, they'd sit outside feeling sorry for themselves, probably crying. But their tears were insignificant amongst the thousands of raindrops falling from the sky. No one would really notice. No one would really care.

Until of course, a certain umbrella shielded them from the onslaught of rain. Look up, and there was a friend, their best friend, come to save them from their gloom. Maybe they'd go to the friend's house, get dry and warm, have cups of hot chocolate or tea, and talk about life. Talk about why the main character feels so sad. Or maybe just hang out, have a good time together, and share some laughs and make memories.

But Scissors didn't have any friends. And it didn't rain in Dream World. Nothing happened in Dream World, really. The landscape was a vast white void, and the castle was rather big and empty. She was also surrounded by people she didn't like.

Actually, that wasn't true. Scissors did like someone. He just didn't like her back. He couldn't like her back. She was too cold and angry for anyone to love her properly. Besides, Rook was only kind to Scissors because of professional obligations, although he was sorely mistaken. Even so, Scissors appreciated the attention she received from him. It made her feel at least a little bit special.

Unfortunately for her, she had grown a bit too fond of Rook. It took years to build up her walls, only to have them fall apart like a house of cards. Now she didn't know what to do anymore. All her feelings were in disarray. It would be so much easier to ignore them and pretend her feelings didn't exist. After all, it's what she'd been doing her entire life.

Something was different about this time, though. It felt wrong to push Rook away. Of course it felt wrong. Scissors didn't want to push him away, but it was only to protect her. If she wasn't cared about, she wouldn't- couldn't- be hurt later. That was the entire point.

But it felt wrong. It was an unsettling feeling, deep inside Scissors. Did she really want this? Did she? It was completely platonic from Rook's side, so it's not like it mattered, anyway. It wasn't even real. What good would it do to express her feelings?

Did she want this though? What did she want? Security, mutual commitment, appreciation...she'd have to tear all her walls down. She'd have to make that leap. She'd have to risk falling down and hurting herself again. She had to put behind her image, everything she'd ever done, or told herself, or-

Scissors could feel it. Her eyes watering. Tears crawling down her cheeks. She was scared. Scared of abandonment. Scared of commitment. Scared of the change she would have to make. Why were feelings so complicated? It was so much easier when she had her walls.

But did she want that?

She really could use some rain.