Eternally Bonded on a Mysterious Swivel Point

Scissor prongs we're eternally united, eternally bonded at a swivel point. thumb handle scissor prongs was the male amongst the two. And finger scissor prongs, naturally, elegant and long as she was was the lady amongst them.

Neither of them knew what force it was that kept them bonded like this for neither of them could see. No matter! Truth be told, the two of them were quite pleased to be a part of each other's lives.ever since their birth and packaging at the factory and their adoption by a small human girl, they had been in love with each other. Not once was there even a disagreement amongst them. Until one day, small human girl used scissor prongs to cut some construction paper! Ah! What a glorious and pleasant feeling it was to cut something. Together! Teamwork! 

But, thumb scissor prongs was hurt when his teeth were caught by a staple in the construction paper! "Ouch!" He shouted. But small human girl couldn't hear him.she squeezed their handles until their swivel point was busted. "Our eternal bond!" Lady scissor prongs said. 

"Oh no!" Thumb scissor prongs shouted. 

The small human girl began to wail. She cried and moaned until a bigger human approached, glanced at the scissors and smiled and collected the two prongs into his hands. He eyed the two carefully, after adorning his spectacles. 

"Oh please do something!" Lady scissor prongs said frantically. 

"Help us! This feeling of being a part from my eternal twin is too much to bear!" Thumb scissor prongs said.

Human man nodded and placed the two prongs side by side. The second their cool skin touched, they became warm again. 

Human man twisted up his face into a ball and consternated his eyes as he appeared to be doing something serious. Until the two prongs felt a click and a tightening sensation. There! The two were back together! It had been the longest they'd been apart for ten months since their birth in factory. It reminded them of those dark and dreary days in factory before they had each other. 

Human man placed the two scissor prongs in front of small human girl again. She brightened up and smiled. Human man, looking carefully at small human girl, said, " We can learn a lesson from this experience, can't we? Even inanimate objects have feelings and deserve to be treated with love." 

Small human girl nodded and sniffled.

Scissor prongs learned another lesson this day. They learned that there is nothing too difficult, in any loving situation - no argument or fight, nor misunderstanding nor disagreement - that cannot be fixed with a long enough hug. Scissor prongs remind us of this fact, don't they? 

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