Today my scissors disappeared, along with a ream of printer paper. I couldn't find them ANYWHERE.
Until I went to the 13th floor balcony after dinner, where I found the paper and the scissors quite cozy with a large rock. The rock tried to smash my toe when I picked up the paper, and then the scissors went for my hair when I picked them up. I would suggest that if you see them, you not bother them, as they're quite happy together.