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Living in the walls of a monsters home Chapter 5: Could We be friends?
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My Nameās Casey, I am 16. and... I'm a Borrowerā¦ which means Iām only about 2 inches tall. This makes life... Difficult to say the least. I've been living in the Dreemurrās house ever since I can rememberā¦
AKA a Deltarune Borrower au with some oc's... or a self-indulgent fic that I never planned on posting... till now.
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Night finally comes; I wait till everyoneās asleepā¦ I left without telling them where I was goingā¦ heading up to Krisā room again. After all, I promised. I reluctantly leave without a weaponā¦ no pin or needle.
I use the makeshift elevator to the second floor, following the tunnels under the floor again. I soon arrived at the shortcut by Krisā bed. I hesitate to walk out, what-ifs racing through my headā¦ what if they hurt me, kill me, trap meā¦ I try to brush them offā¦ but I can still feel my body tremble at the thoughts.
I walk out pulling out my grappling hook and throwing the hook to latch on the edge of the bed frame. Climbing up, I untie the twine leaving the hook, and climb up the bed sheets, againā¦
I hoist myself up onto the bed. Seeing Kris, lying on their stomach, head turned facing the wall. Right hand obscuring their face a little. A familiar dread fills my chestā¦ as I walk around their hand and toward their face. I keep an eye on their hand, as if it would spring up and grab me any moment. Krisā chest rising and falling with each breath, eyes closed, mouth slightly agape. they are asleep. I needed to wake them up, butā¦
I walked up to their face, being only a few inches away, I could feel heat wafting off their skin. My heart fluttered in my chest. My tail waged without my input, I couldnāt help it.
I stood there for a while, wishing I could stay longer, when. I reached out my right hand placing it on their cheekboneā¦ the warmth of their skin under my hand, it was niceā¦ I pull my hand away looking at their eyesā¦ still closedā¦ I tilt my head. How am I going to get them awake?
I think about a few things I could tryā¦ But part of me just wants to stay here with them asleepā¦ but thatās a little creepyā¦ so I speakā¦
āKris?ā I whisper, no reactionā¦
āKris?ā I say louder, still nothing.
āKris!ā I shout, nothingā¦ man, wish they were sleeping this heavy last timeā¦ I guess this was their first day back in schoolā¦ theyāre probably exhausted.
With no other ideasā¦ I walk over to their arm, grabbing at their sweater and hoisting myself up and walking carefully up to their shoulderā¦ being not far from their ear. I take a breath andā
āKRIS!!ā I yell as loud as I can. I stick my arms out trying to balance myself as I get a jolt from them. Their shoulder shifts under my feet, I As they start to stir their eyes blink open, starting to push themself up. I ran down their arm. Jumping off, back onto the bed. Looking up at the Bean, standing in front of their slowly lifting form. As they turn toward their shoulder.
āWha?ā Kris mumbles, eyes blinking a few times.
āKris!ā I shout again, Krisā head turns back, eyes lock onto me, widening just a little.
āitās youā¦ā Kris whispers, they forgot my name didnāt theyā¦
āCasey,ā
āRight,ā their face gets a little red. As they slump back down, head hitting the mattress, with a Thump and puff of air from the mattress. The bed trembles under me. The dip in the mattress, from Krisā head, made me stumble and fall right onto their cheekbone, right below their eye. They flinch and blink, I place my hands on their skin, pushing myself up, looking into their eyes. My face heating up, as I scrambled to push myself away.
āS-Sorry!ā I stagger out. my tail wagging around unable to hide my nervousness. I get a huff of amusement from Kris.
āYa know, I wasnāt expecting you to actually show upā¦ā I hear Krisā atm move behind me, making my fur stand on end.
āWhy not?ā I ask, I can tell their hand is getting closer.
āEhā¦ figured youād be scared offā¦ā
āWhy is that?ā their thumb brushes against my back, making me freeze up.
āI donāt knowā¦ Maybe because you're the size of a mouseā¦Ā figure youād not want to be this close to a āBeanā againā¦ā their thumb starts rubbing my back gently.
āI-I donāt mind being closeā¦ā I feel my face heat up even more. Kris stops rubbing my back. I look down at my hands fidgeting with my claws, trying to avoid eye contact. Their thumb starts to tremble. I look back at Krisā face, theyāre eyes narrowed, mouth formed into a small frownā¦ then turning to a smirk.
āEh, you seemed pretty against it last night with the whole biting me and allā¦ā My fur felt prickly, tail curling in close.
āWhaā I-I justā I had never been in a beanās hand beforeā¦ it-it was scaryā¦ I didnāt know what to doā¦ I thought you mightā I-I didnāt know whatād you do to meā¦ or themā¦ā
āwhatād you think I would do?ā oh I donāt know? Crush me, torture me, kept as a pet, eat meā¦ the thoughts race through my head I bite my tongue.
āI-I donāt want to talk about itā¦ā
āThat bad huh?ā I just nod rubbing my arms trying to soothe my racing mindā¦
ā¦I take a breathā¦
āCanā¦ can we be, friends? if itās okay to call it thatā¦ā Kris hums. I can tell theyāre pretending to be deep in thoughtā¦
āI-Iāve never had any friends my ageā¦ā I add halfheartedly at the end. I feel my heart pounding in my chest, was that too soon? I mean, we only met for real last nightā¦ but Iāve kinda known them and been watching them my whole lifeā¦ butā¦
āI meanā¦ if thatās you want to call itā¦ā Kris moves their hand, cupping it behind me making it hard to stand uprightā¦
āI-I should head backā¦ā before I can push their hand away. Krisā thumb presses into my chest flicking it gently, making me fall on my back. I go to push myself up when I feel the weight of Krisā hand on me. leaving my upper body sticking out between their thumb and index finger. For a moment I try to push it away, whenā
āCan you Stayā¦?ā Kris mumbles out in a halfhearted question. I stop pushing looking over at their face, Krisā eyes are about to closeā¦ theyāre about to fall asleepā¦ I sighā¦
āOkayā¦ā simple wordsā¦ I hear them let out a thankful breath. I tried to get comfortable under their hand, it was warm. At least it was warmā¦ I close my eyes, take a breath and try to relax. The smell of their apple scented shampoo lingered faintly on their fingertips, as I snuggled into Krisā hand. Itāll be fine, I'll be okayā¦
Living in the walls of a monsters home Chapter 4: I'll help you escape
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My Nameās Casey, I am 16. and... I'm a Borrowerā¦ which means Iām only about 2 inches tall. This makes life... Difficult to say the least. I've been living in the Dreemurrās house ever since I can rememberā¦
AKA a Deltarune Borrower au with some oc's... or a self-indulgent fic that I never planned on posting... till now.
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Maeās ears perked up from under the microwave, as the beanās footsteps echoed out getting farther awayā¦ This is her chance. She crawls out, seeing them standing over by the dining table. Maeās tail whipping around, she rushes out and latches the fishhook on the edge of the counter and starts rappelling her way down.
Landing on the floor, she whips the twine snapping the hook off the counter's edge, grabbing it before it can hit the groundā¦ attaching it to her belt, she turns and sprints toward the fridge. Constantly glancing at the Bean, hoping they donāt turn around whenā
Her body seized eyes darting over breath hitching in her throat as the beanās eyes locked onto herā¦ her ears flattening against her head. As The Bean spun on their heels, the floor began to shakeā¦
Narrowing her eyes back at the fridge, she spotted Casper peeking out from behind it. She snapped out of it, legs propelling her forward. Blood pumping through her veins, lungs and legs burning, as she rushed toward her only escape.
Boom
Boom
Boomā
āGAH!ā Mae gritting her teeth, pulling her hands up covering her ears. desperate to block out the ringing. looking up she sees thatā¦ Casey was biting the Beanās hand. She took the opportunity to break back into a sprint.
As she continues to run; sheās over halfwayā¦ so closeā¦ sheās almost let relief wash over her whenā
WHAM!
The ground ripples under her feet; she lurches forward falling to the floor. Blood pumping in her ears, opening her eyes only to see a looming shadow stretch out on the linoleum flooring before her.
She looks over her shoulder. The Beans foot is only a few inches from her miniscule form. A whimper escapes her lips. Follow their leg up, up, up. seeing its face, its eyes staring coldly. She jumps back up to her feet. Turning back to the fridge sprinting for it, hearing the shuffling of cloth above herā¦ not daring to look up againā¦
Maeās vision narrows in on her escapeā¦ slipping behind the fridge as a gust of air washes over her. looking over seeing the beans fingers brush against the floor and wall where she just stoodā¦ Fur puffing out, eyes watering, spine having a tingling numbness, as sheās basically dragged by Casper through the wallā¦
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Relief washed over me as Mae slipped behind the fridge... she made itā¦ I bought her just enough timeā¦
Krisā disappointment is written on their face. they grumble something I canāt make out over my own heartbeat. As their hand tightens further around my form. Making me gasp for air. They stand up, turning back to the counter. Walking back over to the microwave, they open the lower cabinet and pull out an empty glass jarā¦ setting it on the counter. Kris looks at me again, straightening their arm out and thenā
Iām falling, I hit a cold rigid surface. I bolt up, scrambling to reorient myself, plastering myself against the glass wall opposite to Krisā¦ Looking up at them, they tilt their head. The glass walls obscure their face making things ripple and warp. they sigh beforeā¦ walking away? Over to the kitchen sinkā¦ I watch as they wash their hands for a long timeā¦ several minutes pass. As I count the seconds, taking a deep breath in and out every seven seconds. I feel the tightness in my chest loosen gently. When the sink water stops running Kris dries their hands on a towelā¦ hair obscuring their expression. They walk back over, towering over me. I can make out Krisā mouth opening and closing as they groan in uncertaintyā¦ whenā
āWhoā¦ Ugh, do you understand me?ā I nod regretting it immediately, as Kris gives a wide grin.
āIs it okay if I ask you some questions?ā I nodded again, theyāre a little too giddy at my simple noddingā¦
āOkayā¦ Good. So, hmmm, what are you?ā lean their elbows on the countertop flapping their hands around absentmindedly as they speak. I hesitate to respondā¦ staring at their hands.
āUhā¦ My nameās Caseyā¦ I'm a Borrowerā¦ā I state, Krisā eyes narrow as I speakā¦
āWhatās a Borrower?ā Krisā genuine curiosity, it twists me into knots.
āWe're tiny people who live in the walls or under the floorboards of Beans homes.ā
āBeans?ā raising their brow, I take a breath...
āThat's just what we call humansā¦ā
āOhā¦ā Kris takes a pause pushing themself off the counter leaning back on their heels, clicking their tongue.
āHmmmā¦ why are you called Borrowers? Donāt you just take things? I mean you donāt return them, right?ā My chest burns remembering what my parents always told me, remembering my parentsā¦ My parents.
āWhaā We donāt steal! We borrow! We borrow only what we need to survive, nothing moreā¦ā my words trail off. their implication it hurt. Kris hums, clearly taking note of my reacting and changing the topic.
āHow old are you?ā Iām taken aback at the question, but I answer honestly.
āSixteenā¦ā the realization that weāre the same age hits Kris as their eyes widen at the information.
āDo you have parentsā¦?ā I look away, not wanting to think about it. what could have happened to them.
āNoā¦ not anymore... they disappeared, a while ago nowā¦ā Krisā expression softens, despite trying hard to hide their concern.
āHow long ago?ā
āUhā¦Ā must have beenā¦ four years agoā¦ I think?ā I donāt mention that it was around the same time as Dessās disappearance. Kris doesnāt seem to realize anywayā¦ They change the topic again.
āWho was that with you? sibling?ā
āHer name is Mae and no, sheās not my siblingā¦ she appeared at my doorstep a few months ago, nowhere else to go.ā Kris hums in thought again.
āAre there others? With you?ā I donāt really want to say but itās not like Iām in any position to refuse to answer a question right nowā¦
āYesā¦ Mae has a twin brother Casper and their younger sister, Leslieā I give an honest answer despite my uncertainty.
āHow old are they?ā
āThe twins are thirteen, Leslie isā¦ eight.ā Kris seems shocked as I give my friends ages.
āH-how long have you been living here?ā
āSince I was bornā¦ā
āHuh,ā Krisās seemingly having the realization that Iāve been here their whole life and have assumedly seen everythingā¦ Kris mouth opens about to ask something else whenā
My ears twitch as I hear the ceiling creak in a rhythmic wayā¦ footsteps. Itās Toriel.
āKris, your mom is comingā¦ā The creaking of the stairs makes Kris turn.
āWhat? How did youāā they look back at me.
āKris? Who are you talking to?ā Kris jolts and quickly slides the jar behind the microwave, making me wobble on my feet and fall against the jarās walls. I push myself back onto my feet, shaking my head. I look up, Unable to see around the microwave, my ears perk up as I listen close to the following conversation.
āNothing! Uh, no oneā¦ā Kris liesā¦ why? They could have just shown me to Torielā¦ I expected them too, but they didnāt.
āWhat are you doing up? You have school in the morningā¦ā
āKrisā¦ youāre not eating late again, are you? You know thatās bad for youā¦ā she noticed the bowl of various snack foodsā¦
āNo, Iām notā¦ I wasā¦ I was checking the mouse traps againā¦ā Krisā voice is laced with embarrassment. I hear Toriel sigh at Krisā words.
āHoney, I thought we had already decided that there are no mice in this houseā¦ā
āI knowā¦ā
āThen why do you keep looking?ā
āI justā¦ I donāt knowā¦ā theyāre lying.
āIs this about Azzy going to college?ā It was.
āNo.ā Kris raises their voice just enough to make Toriel pause before her next words. It was about Azzy leavingā¦ I knew it was.
āO-okayā¦ Well can you at least try to get some sleep, honey. Please? We have a busy day tomorrow,ā I hear Kris huff as Toriel footsteps echo out stairs creaking as she leaves.
Kris pulls the jar back out. I wobble on my feet, sticking my arms out to the edge of the jar to keep balance. Krisā eyes glazed over not really looking at meā¦ Kris slumps in on themself, crossing their arms over and leaning on the counter hiding their face behind their folded arms. they groan, eyes peaking over their arms through strands of hair, almost eye level with meā¦ Kris huffs, before pushing themselves off the counter. Bouncing back on their heels, Kris stretches their arms over their head, spine letting out a few audible pops.
Itās still unnerving how small I am compared to themā¦ and theyāre the smallest person in this household.
āUmā¦ what are you going to do with me?ā I asked, making my mind wonderā¦ Was Kris going to keep me as a pet? Kill me? Was this all a faƧadeā¦ They still had the capacity to hurt me. despite their supposed concern, I still remember the horror stories my parent used to tell me about Beanās and Monstersā¦ theyāll squish you, torture you, break your body, eat you aliveā¦ that theyāre cruel to small thingsā¦
The endless onslaught of possibilities made my stomach churn. Tillā
āEhā¦ donāt know. I guess I should let you goā¦ you have people to go back to huhā¦ā Krisā wordsā¦ they were filled with sorrow. They grab the Jar, tipping it at an angle making me stumble as the glass shifts under my feet. With the jar now on its side, it allows me to crawl out. I pull myself out of the jar, dusting myself off standing back on the counter, I look up at Kris again.
āY-youāre letting me go?ā
āYeahā¦ā thereās an agonizing moment of silenceā¦
āSoā¦ arenāt you gonna leave?ā
āWell, uhā¦ I still need some foodā¦ and thenā¦ uhā¦ā I donāt really want to ask for help butā¦
āCan you help me downā¦ I donāt have a good way to get backā¦ Mae has our only grappling hookā¦ā
āYeah sureā¦ā Kris stands there watching meā¦ as I climb in the bowl putting various foods in my bag. As I finish up having a good amount of food in my bag. I slung the bag's straps over my shoulders and jumped out of the bowl. I look up at Kris, my head spinning at their looming form. Kris places their left-hand palm up on the counter next to meā¦ I pause seeing the small bite mark on their index finger, and a puncture wound in their palm. The blood had scabbed over already. My ears flatten to my head, guilt fueling my next words.
āHey umā¦ Sorry for biting and uh, stabbing your handā¦ I was just scared you might hurt usā¦ā Kris shrugs, keeping their hand still.
āEh, itās fineā¦ā another worryingly long moment of silence. When I reluctantly step onto Krisā open palm. Their skin is soft under my clawed feetā¦ I look up at them expectantly.
Kris starts moving their hand off the counter. Making my feet unsteady, sticking my arms and tail out to try to rebalance myself. Kris curls their fingers just slightly; I assume to keep me from falling. But it makes me shudder anyway. Kris walks over between the back of the Fridge and the kitchen sinkā¦ they kneel, air rushing past, whistling in my ears as they set their hand down on the floor. Kris uncurls their fingers, before I can jump off thoughā¦
āHeyā¦ is it okay if I can see you again? Tomorrow?ā Kris seems unsure of their words. I paused looking up, still standing on their palm.
āHmmmā¦ Only If you promise to take down your trapsā¦ā I propose. Kris lets out an unintentionally sinister chuckle, my skin crawls as their hand rumbles under my feet.
āOkay,ā I quickly hop off their hand heading toward the fridge, I pause looking back at Kris, theyāre watching me intently.
āUm, thank youā¦ā I almost say āfor not killing meā but I donātā¦ because thatās creepyā¦
āYeah, ācourseā¦ā I give them a meek smile and slip behind the fridge. Covering my face to avoid inhaling the dust. I hear Kris sigh and stand, the ground shaking a little as I head to the shortcut in the wall. Almost collapsing as I walk through the shortcut into the wall. I was in Krisā handā¦ I was in A Beanās hand, and I wasnāt dead. I pause looking at my hands wiggling my fingers, to make sure it was realā¦ I push the thin sheet of drywall back over the shortcut and take the walk back homeā¦
I hesitate to open the doorā¦ when it opens on its own revealing Mae. Wet tear marks on her face's fur. Before I can react, Iām warped in a hug.
āyouāre alive!ā Mae says, almost knocking me over.
āy-yeahā¦ā As I speak, she pulls away, her eyes wet, face a little red. Sheād clearly been crying for a whileā¦
āI-I thought The Bean would haveā"
āNoā¦ Iām okay.ā Mae then looks at me up and down.
āUhm thereās blood on your clothesā¦ā I looked down, seeing a splotch of blood on my shirt must have been from when I stabbed Krisā hand. I feel guilt washing over me again.
āAre you injured? I-is the blood yours?ā
āNahā¦ Iām fine, and Iāll clean it tomorrowā¦ I-I need to restā¦ā Mae nods, letting me walk into the home seeing Leslie curled up on the couch with Casper, fast asleep.
āI got food by the way.ā I slip the bag off my shoulders and hand it to Mae, she takes it.
āCan you put it away? I think I need to lay downā¦ā she nods
āYeah of courseā¦ā
āThank you,ā I walk over to the ladder and climb up to my room, yawning as I goā¦ I walk in, closing the door as quietly as I can. Not wanting to wake Casper of Leslie. I slip my shirt off over my head. seeing the splotch of blood already oxidizing making it turn brown... I sigh; I can hardly believe itā¦ I was in Krisā handā¦ and Iām alive, they didnāt kill meā¦ or do anything reallyā¦ I folded up my shirt, putting it on my dresser. I sit down on the tomato pin cushion chair at my desk, pulling out a pencil and paper I sketch for a whileā¦
I pull back seeing drawings of what-ifs mainly if I was the same height as Krisā¦ a part of me wishes I wasā¦ maybe then we could really be friendsā¦ maybe we still can be?
I shake my head, trying to not remember what my parents told meā¦ āborrowers should never befriend a bean!ā the words echo out in my head. I want to tryā¦
I get in bed thinking about maybe going to see Kris tomorrowā¦
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Iām woken up to knocking at my doorā¦
āHey Casey? Umā¦ I-we wanted to talkā¦ā It's Mae. Thatās not goodā¦ I get my spare shirt and slip it on and open the door stepping out seeing Mae sheās rubbing her arms as if she was cold.
āWhat is it?ā I ask, sheās hunched over a little. Sheās holding something back
āLet's go down to the living room, ok?ā
āSureā¦ā I follow her down the ladder to the living room seeing Leslie and Casper looking unsure of themselvesā¦ with bags on their backs. oh noā¦ I knew where this was going.
āUmā¦ well, we were gonna leaveā¦ā My heart drops, I knew it was coming but it still made my stomach churn.
āIt's because I got caught, isn't itā¦ā
āWell yeahā¦ but you can come with us if youād like toā¦ Ya know since itās not safe to stay here,ā I look down, anger filling my chest.
ātheyāre not dangerousā¦ā
āExcuse me?ā
āKris theyāreā¦ theyāre not dangerousā¦ they let me goā¦ AND I made them promise to take down their trapsā¦ā
āb-but that goes against Borrower code!ā
āI knowā¦ but I-I need you to stayā¦ I canāt lose anyone elseā¦ I canāt be alone again...ā Leslie sniffles and rushes over, wrapping me in a hug, her eyes watering.
āMae, can we stay? please? I donāt want to go back out thereā¦ā Leslie hides behind me as Mae groans, internal conflict written on her face.
āBut the rules say thatāā Casper cuts her off.
āMae come onā¦ itās not worth it to leaveā¦ and you know it,ā he sets his bag downā¦
āGAH! But weāve been seen! We have toāā
āMAE! weāre not leaving, weāll just get killed if we go out thereā¦ā Mae grumbles, sighing, glaring at the floor balling her hands into fists.
āYou know heās right Maeā¦ā I state.
āUgh! Just because youāre all right doesnāt mean I have to agree with itā¦ but fine weāll stayā¦ but if anything, ANYTHING, bad happens weāre leaving.āĀ She walks away into the kitchen. Leslie hugs me again smiling and walking over to the couch getting out her quilt project.
āIām gonna make breakfast nowā¦ā I can tell Maeās conflicted, part of me wonders if she was told the same horror stories as meā¦ I walk over and sit down at the dining tableā¦ I watch as Mae makes some oatmealā¦ I wanted to try and reassure her, tell her that Kris was safe, and they wouldnāt hurt usā¦ but I knew I couldnāt promise thatā¦
We eat breakfast in silenceā¦ The day goes by mostly normally; however, tension still lingering in the air around Mae.
Kris lays there on the damp ground, wings still wrapped around their body. Shit.
They sit up cross-legged, unfurling their wings, stretching them out. quickly folding them behind their back. The sun is just barely peeking over the treetops. Kris takes a deep breathā¦ rolling their shoulders backward, popping sound from their spine and chest in the process. A gust of wind blows through their wings, ruffling their feathers. The wind is cold, so was the rain, but they donāt really feel it.
The warmth of the soul still permeates through their body. It made their stomach churn; the soul hadnāt really made a choice for themā¦ no option popping up for it to choose for them. it was concerningā¦ maybe it came with the whole, merging with the soul thingā¦ becoming thisā¦ whatever āthisā was. Kris leans over the lakeās edge. Seeing their reflection in the water. It was strange seeing themself like this in the Light World.
Kris stares, hating the look of their own face... the way their red outlined wings stuck out where their ears should be. The way their iris and pupils looked like little Save points. Like little starsā¦ they lean back huffing as they stare out at the lakeā¦ Kris pulls their knees close to their chest, wrapping their wings around them again. starting to dread Susieās arrivalā¦ since it meant theyāll have to confront things again, deal with reality.
To deal with the prophecy.
To deal with people.
Deal with the planā¦
Kris wasnāt ready butā
The rustling of a nearby bush as something brushed past it, catching their attention.
It was too late.
Kris turns their head seeing Susie walk into the clearingā¦ Noelle follows close behind her. shit.
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Noelle felt her heart pounding. Still trying to recover from her panic attack. Endless questions swirled in her head. Was Kris okay? Why were they hiding in the woods? Why did Susie not want to tell Toriel? Was she going to be murdered? Would she also go missing? untilā
She saw something glowing red just past a few trees. It was bigā¦ Susie leading her into a small clearing. She saw itā¦ at first, it looked like a very large bundle of wings and feathersā¦ she squints heart leaping into her throat as its head turnsā¦
Ā noā¦
No fucking way.
Thereās no way!
āK-Kris?!ā Susie turns to Noelle as she shouts their nameā¦ w-whyād they look like that? Like they did in the dark wordā¦ but that canāt be! It was just a dream like this is right now!
āMhmā Kris hums, Noelle closes her eyes tight, itās a dream itās all a dream sheāll wake up for realā¦ in her room, on her bed, she can almost feel the mattress under her. The blanket gently draped over her. any minute now Sheāllā
āNoelle? You, okay?ā Susieās voiceā¦ her eyes shot openā¦ still here, standing on the cold damp dirtā¦
āHeh, t-thereās no way! It wasnāt real! This isnāt real! Thereās no way it was allā¦ realā¦ā Noelleās voice dissolves into fear fueled gigglesā¦ staring at Kris, in the same armor they wore in the dark worldā¦
āIt was realā¦ The dark worlds, all that stuffā¦ itās allā¦ real.ā Susie trails off letting out a huff leaning back on her heels.
āI-It was realā¦ W-why didnāt you tell meā¦? That it wasā¦?ā Noelleās face falls, to one of disappointmentā¦
āI-Iā We didnāt want you to get hurtā¦ā She scratches at the back of her neck, trying to act like this is normal.
āWell, hah... At least I can now say thatā¦ I liked riding the Ferris wheel with youā¦ā Noelle and Susieās faces both get bright red. Noelle swaying on her hooves, as they both try to look at anything but each otherā¦ Susie looking up at Kris. Just as the 15-foot-tall teen rolls their eyes at the two monsters.
āh-hey! Donāt give me that look dumbass!ā Kris huffs hiding their darkening face behind their wings. Susie debates back and forth on embarrassing Kris, by confronting them about the festival invitation they made for herā¦
āHeh, hey Krisā¦ look what your mom showed meā¦ā before Susie can pull the paper out of her pocketā¦ sheās knocked flat on her back, gasping for air. She props herself up on her elbows. Krisās wingās not far away, being the culprit for what knocked her over. Noelle rushes to her side as Susie takes a deep gasping breath.
āS-Susie are you okay?ā Susie brushes off Noelleās concern pushing herself to her feet. Seeing a dark blush covering Krisās face.
āGeeze Kris. Ya didnāt have to do thatā¦ā Susie trails off, Noelleās face not able to hide her concern.
āUm, what exactly happened yesterdayā¦ after you leftā¦ That made Kris umā¦ like this.ā Noelle whispers the last part to Susie, Kris clearly able to hear it anywayā¦
āEhā¦ itās complicated butā¦ There was a dark word in the church andāā
āT-there was one in the church?!ā Noelleās face is covered in worry.
āYeahā¦ and remember that thing Ralsei told us about the roaring and the titans and stuff?ā As Susie explains, Noelle hums listening close.
āWell, the knight ended up summoning a titanā¦ and then Krisā¦ wellā¦ we thought they WERE the titan at firstā¦ butā¦ā Susie pauses, staring at the groundā¦
āKris, they defeated it! said it was sickā¦ like those old giant monster movies!ā Susie's voice picks up thinking about those old films, she takes a breath remembering after they got back.
āBut when we realized it was them and sealed the fountainā¦ Back in the churchā¦ They stayed like thisā¦ā Susie gestures to Krisā¦Ā Susie left out the part about the prophecyā¦ she didnāt want to talk about it. to not worry Noelle.
āSoā¦ what do we doā¦? I meanā¦ how, or can we get them back to normal?ā
āI donāt knowā¦ā Susie states, Noelle looks nervously at Kris. The three sit in an awkward silence. Kris occasionally ruffling their wings.
āHmmm, Oh yeah!ā Susie hums remembering where they could do to maybe find stuff on how to get Kris back to normalā¦
āWe need to check the library, maybe we can find a book with answers!ā
āUmā¦ Susie? Theyāre close todayā¦ itās Sundayā¦ā
āFUCK!ā Susie throws her hands up, Kris chuckling at her.Ā of course, of course it would beā¦ when she gets an ideaā¦ theyāre gonna have to break inā
āBerdlyā¦ Heās got keysā¦ā Kris says. Eyes narrowed at the twoā¦
āWhat?ā Susie and Noelle say in unison.
āBerdly, he hasāā
āYeah, yeah I heard yaā¦ just how do you want US to get HIM to help?ā
āheās got keysā¦ā Kris saying it like the words themself would solve their problem.
āYEAH, I got that part! Butā¦ Berdly?! really???ā Susie waves her hands around in a dramatic manner.
āYepā¦ā Kris simply states, Susie slaps a hand over her faceā¦
āUGH! fineā¦ So where would he be?ā Susie mumbles the last part when Noelle pipes up.
āI-I have his numberā¦ We can just tell him to meet us here.ā
ādonāt think itāll be THAT easyā¦ After I called him dumbassā¦ā Susie mumbles the last part.
āItāll be fine Susie, letāsā just stay over by the picnic tables,ā
Susie groans to air her discontent, Berdly? Why him? Of all peopleā¦?
āStay here Kris donāt want him knowing tooā¦ā Kris shrugs in response, looking back at the lakeā¦ the two monsters walking out of the woods and over to the picnic tables. Standing near the tables Noelle pulls out her phone to call the blue bird, him picking up the phone after only a few rings.
āN-Noelle! C-changed your mind about going to the festival with me? hmmm?ā his confidence, his smugness, it made Susie sick.
āUhā¦ I-I Uh,ā Noelleās unable to speak. Susie snatches the phone out of the reindeerās hands.
āNo, sheās not! butā¦ UGH! This sucks to sayā¦ We need your helpā¦ā
āMY HELP! YOU need MY help?! Heh, just as I thoughtā¦ YOU two DO want to go to the festival with ME!ā
āWhat NO! we Just needāā
āSay no more Susan! Iāll be waiting for you bothā¦ā Berdly hang up. Susie almost snaps Noelle's phone in halfā¦ but groans, calling the damn bird back.
āSusan, I told you Iāllā"
āListen up FEATHER BRAIN! Just meet us at the lake or I WILL break you in half like a twig!ā Susie hears a gasp through the phone and next to her.
āHeh, heh, I-Iāll be right there,ā Berdyās voice is shaking. the phone hangs upā¦ Susie sighs, handing it back to Noelleā¦
āy-you didnāt have to go that hard on him Susieā¦ā Susie rolls her eyes.
āIf it gets him to show up, so whatā¦ā
āBut weāll have to tell him it was real right?ā
āWe could uh, give the excuse that we left something there?ā
āI donāt think heāll buy thatā¦ā
āUgh youāre probably rightā¦ā
The two monsters sit at the table closest to the Lakeā¦ Susieās head swam with questions and thoughtsā¦ but mainly what would they even do if they could get Kris back to normal? or if they couldnāt?
What then?
Susie groans loudly, seeing Noelle jolt at the sound. Susie crosses her arms leaning on the table making the tabletop tilt leaning toward herā¦
āy-you said it was like those old monster movies, when Kris defeated a titianā¦ā
āYehā¦ā Susie dreads Noelleās next questionā¦ mainly because she didnāt actually see them do itā¦
āUmā¦ how tall were they in the dark world?ā
āEh likeā¦ youād fit in their palm sizeā¦ā Susie holds out her hand for a moment. Seeing Noelleās face contorts to an expression of uneaseā¦
āOhā¦ W-well at least they're shorter hereā¦ā Noelleās heart felt oddā¦
āYeah, they wouldaā destroyed the church otherwiseā¦ā
āFahaha!ā Noelleās laughā¦ It was nice to hear her laugh and see her smiling. Like an old holiday song, it made everything else fade awayā¦
āWe could tell himā¦ that theyāre missing, and we need them in the library for that reasonā¦ā
āHmmmā¦ā Noelle hums out whenā
āWhoāre you talking about?ā that nerdy voiceā¦
āBerdly!ā Susie bolts up from her seat spinning on her heelsā¦
āNothing!Ā justā¦ā Susie takes a breath, time to lieā¦
āListen, we need to get in the libraryā¦ I uh, left something in there!ā a pause
āFor the group projectā¦ā she adds
āReally? THATāS what you needed me for? To break into the library?ā
āYeh? I mean if we have any hope of having a presentable projectā¦ā
āTsk, like thatās what itās really aboutā¦ā Berdly clearly not believing Susieā¦
āYeah, it isā¦ I mean we wouldnāt ask you if it wasnāt seriousā¦ā
āPsh as ifā¦ youāre just hiding the fact you want to go to the festival with ME!ā his confidence was even more sickening in person.
āUgh, no! I told you! Weāre not going to the festival with you! We just need in the library!ā Berdly looking down defeated, before coming back with a hard glare, and a smug grin.
āOkay howās this sound: if you two go to the festival with ME, and Iāll let you in the libraryā¦ā
āUGH! you know what, forget it! weāll just figure it out on our own!ā Susie goes to leave to walk back to Kris whenā
āW-wait! Please you donāt have to spend the whole time there with meā¦ just part of itā¦ pleaseā¦ā Berdly cracks in desperation. Here we go.
āHeh, alright itās a deal thenā Susie sees Noelle's jaw agape at the proclamation.
āCool!ā Berdly seemed ecstatic, his feathers all puffed outā¦
āIāll let you in, but donāt tell anyone I did thisā¦ or I-I could lose my jobā¦ā
āHeh alright. lead the wayā¦ā Noelle stops Susie, grabbing her hoodie sleeve, As Berdly starts to walk away.
āEh, nahā¦ it was hard enough explaining it to youā¦ heās justā¦ it would be annoyingā Noelle looks away sighing.
āOkayā¦ā Noelle releases Susieās armā¦
āyou two coming or what?ā
āYeah, yeah weāre coming, nerdā¦ā Susie adding the nerd part under her breath. Susie spots something out of the corner of her eyeā¦ her eyes drift over, it's Krisā¦ peeking through the trees. Her skin crawls, snapping her head back to Berdly to avoid suspicion from himā¦
He doesnāt noticeā¦ Thank God.
The three head through town to the library passing the road leading to the festivalā¦ Berdly looking back and forth before he unlocks the doorā¦ swing it open about to walk in with them.
āHey ya mind keeping watch? At the front desk? ya know just in case?ā Susie says, trying to act casual about it.
āUgh, fine, just donāt take too long, and donāt steal anything!ā he buys it. flicking the lights on and going behind the libraryās front desk.
Susie walks toward the stairs to the second floor, Noelle flowing close behind.
Walking up the stairs, to the non-fiction section Susie starts looking for something about human soulsā¦ churchā¦ religionā¦ something anything that might have answers.
āSo, what are we looking for exactly?ā Noelle questions. Susie shrugs her shoulders.
āEh not sure, just something about human souls, or religionā¦ We need to know if we can get them back to normalā¦ā
āHmmm, maybe if we find something like, a book on old legends?ā Noelle looks at the
āHuhā¦ maybe?ā Susie then reads a few book titles:
Human and Monsters souls: the difference
How To Care For A human
Monster Funerals
The Legend of Deltaruneā
A book title catches her eye:
The Angel and The Nature of Human Souls.
āAh ha! This could have something,ā Susie pulls the book out showing it to Noelle. The deer nodded in agreement.
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Berdly sat there behind the front desk pulling out his phone, looking at the screenshot he took of Krisā missing person reportā¦ an unease filling his chest. Kris was last seen with Susieā¦ she must have something to do with itā¦ Ugh whyād he even care ābout that loserā¦ remembering his dream he had in the libraryās computer lab the other dayā¦ it was so real, but. it couldnāt beā¦ thereās no way Susie, Noelle, and Kris would ever be, that cool and Fearlessā¦ andā
āHey bird brain! we got what we needed!ā Susie's voice snaps Berdly out of his thoughts.
āOhā¦ Uh, okayā¦ā he glances at the two. second guessing his next choice of words butā¦
āThe festival isnāt for another hourā¦ you two wannaāā
āNah, we need to work on our project! See ya!ā
āWha- you didnāt even let meā!ā
āBYE!ā Susie gabbing Noelleās hand and rushing out, leaving Berdly wide eyed and slack jawed.
āFinishedā¦ hmmmā¦ā those two were hiding somethingā¦ they probably stole a book! He walked upstairs to where the two wereā¦ seeing a single book missingā¦
The title rang out in his headā¦ Why that one? Whateverā¦ Heāll just add that to Noelleās record since Susie didnāt have a library cardā¦ thatāll get her attention for sure.
I spent all afternoon writing this...
it's a bit of a short chapter but eh.
the inspiration struck so I got to writing
1.4K words
CW: vomit mention, Panic attack
Susie groans squinting as the sun beams through her window. She sits up tossing her legs over the bed's edgeā¦ she sighs not ready for leaving her room. not wanting to deal with her hungover parentā¦ she digs her claws into her beds edge, chest feeling tight. She propels herself up, off the bed. Breathing deeply, she walks out the sound of the toilet flushing and continued gasps and gaging as a reminder of the recent hangover. She looks at the wall clock, seeing itās 7am. She has a little timeā¦
She spends the next good while cleaning up last nightās mess. Picking up empty beer cans, paper plates encrusted with grease and dried food. All the while trying to prevent her stomach from churning at the foul smell of the room, and the horrible sounds emanating from the bathroomā¦ Wishing she could just leave but she knows it would only be worse tomorrow if she didnāt. After washing her hands thoroughly, checking the time 7:45am. Before she can scurry out of the apartment, undetected. There's a knock at the door. shit.
āSusie! Get the door!ā her parent demands through their gasping and gurgling vomit. She scowls as she looks through the doorās peephole. Her heart drops, fuck. Itās Toriel.
Okay Susie remembers what you were going to tell herā¦ she tries to mentally prepare herself as much as possible.
āSUSIE!ā her parent screams out, making her jolt.
āIām Getting it!ā she shouts back, baring her teeth. She takes a breath andā
She unlocks and swings the door open. Toriel rubbing her arm, tapping her foot. Torielās discomfort is evident, since she stops as Susie steps out quickly, closing the door behind her.
āGood morning. Susie, I um wanted to apologize for last night I wasnāt at my best,ā
āItās fine,ā it wasnāt fine.
āUm, is Kris awake yet?ā
āThey left earlier. Said they were heading home,ā Torielās eyes widened.
āOhā¦ well, thank you for telling me. See you later Snoozieā she smiles that same fucking warm smile. She was starting to hate that nickname. Toriel pauses before she leaves, looking back at Susie.
āOh, I almost forgot. Are you planning on attending the festival?ā
āMaybeā¦ā she doesnāt want to say she was planning to go with Noelle since those plans are most likely canceled. Not because of Krisā¦ and the whole thing with them, but because sheās worried about Noelleās mom being there. Despite her brazenness yesterday it really worried her.
āWell, whether you go or not doesnāt matter, but I did find this,ā Toriel hands a piece of paper to Susie. It has a scribbled drawing of her on it. With a written invitation to the festival. No name as to who, but she already knew.
āIt was in Krisās nightstandā¦ I figured theyād be too nervous to ask youā¦ā Susie felt her heart ache, knowing now if Kris isnāt back to normalā¦ they couldnāt. first Ralsei and now Krisā¦
āYeah, youāre probably rightā she looks down hair obscuring her eyesā¦
āIāll leave you to you now, have a good day Snoozie,ā Toriel turns, leaving Susie to grit her teeth that nickname again. She stands there staring at the invitation reading it over and over. redness forming on her face. She folds up the invitation, carefully shoving it in her pants pocket.
Letting out a deep sigh. She hears Toriel leaving the building. She checks for the apartment keys yep in her pants pocketā¦ she starts walking to leave, stepping outside she sees a group of younger kids playing in the street, they freeze seeing Susie. Making her scoff. Still the scary kid huhā¦
Susie looks up, clouds scattered loosely across the sky. The rainās lingering smell still fills the air, the wind blowing gently. Though knowing this town, it could change at any momentā¦
looking to her right seeing Toriel heading down the street back to her house. Susie needed to go check on Krisā¦ hoping the daylight might have helped them go back to normalā¦ she doubted it butā¦ she wanted to hopeā¦ itās all she had now.
She started walking down the town streets heading to the lake seeing the lights of the festivalās Ferris wheel in the distance. Emerging from the treesā¦ she walks past the holiday residenceā¦ hearing the gate creak open and of course when she looks Noelle walks out. Susie turns away pretending to not see the reindeerā¦ She keeps walking, turning toward the Lake. She hears her name. but she keeps walkingā¦ she canāt just leave Kris alone all day. Not after what she knows nowā¦ That Krisā¦ theyā
āSusie!ā she jolts seeing Noelle appear at her side.
āD-did you not hear me?ā
āUh noā¦ā Noelle sees through her lie.
āPsh, yeah right, I saw you turn awayā¦ā
āy-you saw that huh?ā Susie's heart is pounding.
āDo you want to go do something? Before going to the festival?ā Susie needed to find an excuse, whenā
āMaybe just hang out by the lake? I uh, didnāt get much sleepā¦ā as the words fell out of her mouth. She slaps herself mentally. Why??? What if Noelle spots Kris? What if she freaks outā¦ what ifā
āO-okay sure!ā Noelle seemed like she was going to explodeā¦ eyes wide face beet red.
āUh letās go, I guess,ā Susie leads the way, Noelle following behind her. The audible clicking of her hooves on the concrete, soon at the end of the sidewalk and the clicking stops as theyāre now walking on the dirt path toward the lake.
Fuck sheās so fuckedā¦
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Toriel gets home calling out for Kris getting no responseā¦ she checks the bathroom, nothing. knocking on their bedroom doorā¦ she waits, opening it andā nothingā¦
Just two empty bedsā¦
ātheyāre not hereā¦ā nausea fills her chest realizingā
She doesnāt know where her child is.
Panic ensues, calling the police station, getting no answer she freaks out further. Calling 911ā¦
She informs the person over the phone of whatās happeningā¦ They tell her to calm down and breathe. She insists on an alert being sent out. The person over the phone compiles saying theyāll send an alert out in her area. She thanks themā¦ guilt filling her chestā¦ she was drinking herself into a coma while Kris could be anywhereā¦ she remembers Susie saying Kris was headed homeā¦ Did something happen? Where do they pick it up? kidnapedā¦ she felt her eyes well with tears. Slumping down on the floor, she sobsā¦ itās her fault.
She canāt help but feel a well of guilt in her chest.
Kris is missingā¦
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Noelle stops walking as her phone lets out a loud buzz.
āOh, hang on, might be my momā¦ā she pauses her walk, words trailing off. Susie pauses, turning to Noelle rolling her eyes. When She watches Noelleās face get pale white as a sheetā¦
āUmā¦ S-Susie, when did you last see Kris?ā Susieās heart drops blood like ice in her veins
āYesterday? W-why?ā Noelle turns her phone around to show Susieā¦ As Susie starts to read it in her head.
āMissing person Kris Dreemurrā¦ last seen yesterday atā¦ā Susie stops reading it to herself. Fuck Toriel must have sent that inā¦ theyāre so fucked. Noelle pulls her phone back staring at the alertā¦
āW-werenāt you with them yesterday?ā Noelleās words warble and crack.
āYeahā¦ā
āW-whenād you last see them?ā Susie needs to lieā¦ she couldnāt let Noelle knowā¦ then sheād have to say it was all real.
āI dropped them off at their house last nightā¦ā Noelle's rapid breathing makes her chest heave, clearly having a panic attack. Shit.
āWhoa Noelle itās fine itāll be okay,ā tears start pouring down Noelleās face, her legs shaking about to give out.
āH-hey, take a seat itāll be okayā¦ā Susie leads her to the picnic tables letting her sit down Susie stands watching the reindeer hyperventilate.
āI-It canāt happen againā¦ It canātā¦ā Noelleās words barely audible over her sobs.
āUmā¦ hey, Kris is probably fine, theyāre tough enough. heh,ā Noelle looks up at her eyes redā¦ trying to steady her breathing. Man, she should just tell Noell that Kris was okay. Susie hums looking toward the lake.
Fuck it. She needed Noelle to calm down.
āUh, I can take you to Krisā¦ā
āw-what?ā
āCome on,ā she grabs Noelle's arm, dragging her toward the lake. Noelle wiggles her arm free. Face back to a beet red tone.
āWhat're you talking about!? Y-you know where Kris is?!ā
āy-yeah itās justāā
āWell, we need to tell Toriel! She needs to know whereā!ā
āNO!ā Susie snaps at Noelle making the girl jolt.
āW-why not?ā Noelle's face covered in worry, Susie looks at the ground, letting out a huff.
āIāll explain just, come with me okayā¦ā Susie says, looking toward the woods.
āOkayā¦ā Noelle says, thoroughly shaken by the whole situation.
writing thing I did for @the-gt-fairy Nephilim Kris AU!
AO3 link
Summary:
Kris is a Nephilim. what now?
thing I started working on after reading the two fic's about Nephilim Kris out there
fics in question:
Inspired by Tumblr Au!
and
Your LOVE will become theirs, their LOVE will become yours
2.5k words
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Susie squints her eyes, getting blinded by the light coming from Krisā soulā¦ As everything is engulfed in the soulās light.
She closes her eyes tightly, trying to block the light out. She blinks her eyes, it's now darkā¦ feeling of a varnished wood floor under her body. As she sits up, the ache in her muscles makes her groan. Sitting in between the church pews. She glanced around; it looked like a storm passed through the church.
Floor having books and torn pamphlets scattered everywhere, the wooden floor once shiny and clean now littered with claw marks and scratches. The carpet draped between the pews having frayed edges and tears. Candlesticks scattered everywhere, broken in half like twigs. Church pews, having scratch marks, and chunks missing. Despite the churchās disheveled state, she hopes things are okay. That Kris is okay. That theyāre back to normal.
She turns her head over her shoulder toward the exit door. dim light leaking through the stained-glass windows illuminating, a still glowing winged Kirsā¦ much shorter butā¦ shit.
They lay on their back over the now crushed entry table. Krisās wings puff out briefly, almost hitting Susie in the side and nearly knocking over a church pew. Before wrapping the wings around their body, they sit up pulling their knees close.
āCrapā¦ Kris, you, okay?ā Kris unwraps a wing around one side of their face peeking out at Susie.
āNoā¦ā their voice wavering, star-shaped pupils trembling.
āI c-canāt go home like thisā¦ā Kris' voice cracks as they speak, looking at their still armored hands.
āMan, what do we do then?ā Susie ponders some ideas to herself but, reassuring Kris is her highest priority.
āHey at least you're smallerā¦ manageable height, and you look cool hehā¦ā Susie pumps her fist in the air chuckling. Kris smiles, letting out a huff of amusement muffled by the one wing still covering their face. At least it got them to smile.
āyehā Kris mumbled under their wing. Susie looks around when a thought crosses her mind. How is Kris gonna get out of this church? Theyāre at least 15 feet tallā¦ so how?
āWhereās Torielā¦? The knight? Was she evenāā Susie cuts off her words.
āW-we did all that forā¦.ā Susie trails off, gritting her teeth.
āLetās just goā¦ā Susie hums, Kris uncovering their face fully, narrowing their eyes at Susie.
āHow are we gonna get you out of here?ā Susie, saying her thoughts out loud, Krisā head turns toward the exit to the foyer.
āI can try crawlingā¦ā The suggestion gives Susie pause but she shrugs and walks toward the door. pushing it open, the doorās hinges creak as she swings it open.
āAlright where do you want to goā¦ After we get out of here?ā Kris hums, eyes sparking with an idea.
āThe Lakeā¦ā that's a good idea. No one goes over there very often, it could workā¦
āMaybe stay behind a few trees? I know you donāt want anyone to see you...ā Just in case they donāt go back to normal by tomorrow.
āAlright letās try getting you out of this place!ā Susie's voice is filled with determination, she's lucky her hoodie hides her tail... since it had started wagging. As Susie walks through the open doorway, Kris starts to pull themself through the open doors. When their wings donāt fitā¦ Kris pulls them in close, rolling on their side to try and fit, when as they grab the doorframe thereās a cracking sound coming from it.
Kris lets go rolling back on their stomach they try dragging their body through grabbing the open doors when the left door creaks as it's torn off its hingesā¦ Now holding the door in their hand, they drop it, like it bit them it hits the ground with a hollow thud. damnā¦. Thatās not good.
Susie stares wide-eyed at Kris. Dang They're stronger than she thought.
āT-that door was just, really weakā¦ā Kris tries to joke, itās not very effective. Kris pushed themself back out of the doorway into the main church.
āMhmā¦ sure,ā Susie shook her head letting her hair fall back over her eyes, in a feeble attempt to hide her nerves.
āSoā¦ you donāt fit. Hmmm, maybe the windows?ā Susie walks toward one of the biggest windows to the left of the stage. Kris stands in the church. Head brushing against the ceilingā¦ they hunch over to avoid hitting their head on the wooden rafters.
Susie grabs a piece of a broken candlestick, rearing back she hucks it at the window as hard as she can. It shatters not dissimilar to the glass panels that told the prophecyā¦
just less dramaticā¦
She waves to Kris who carefully walks over trying not to let the floor crack under their weight.
Crouching down Kris peers outside, Susie walks around the mini giant, heading for the main exit.
āIāll meet you outside,ā before Kris can confirm, sheās already gone. Kris sighs, looking outside, they grab the bottom edge of the broken window. Their armor covered hands keeps the glass from cutting them.
Putting their head outside, Kris turns on their side slightly to help them get outside. Pushing at the base of the window, the wall lets out a creak, they keep going. Folding their wings in close. Torso now outside, Kris pulls their left foot out, stepping on the wet grass. As Kris pulls their right leg out, standing on their left leg, they feel faint, tipping over, theyāre falling.
Kris tumbles down wings splayed out, in a desperate attempt to prevent falling. Landing on the ground with a loud thud. They bolt up, head spinning trying to steady themself. Kris drags their way to the front of the church. Seeing Susie leaning against the front wall, arms folded over her chest.
Susie looks up at Kris.
Kris Looks down at Susie.
Ā It felt weird seeing her so smallā¦ she was normally so tallā¦ but now Kris could easily carry her in their hands. A moment of silence. Kris tilts their head, wings unfurling a little. Susie scoffsā¦
āYou, ok? I heard youā¦ uhā¦ā Susie stops not wanting to say she could feel the ground shake when they fell.
āIām Fineā¦ā Kris really doesnāt need Susie worrying about them right now. Too much had happened. Too much was still going to happen.
āHeh, okayā¦ā Susie pushes herself off the wall, looking up at Kris expecting them to lead.
Kris paused looking up to see dark storm clouds covering the sky above. The smell of damp soil and wet greenery permeated through the air.
āIt smells niceā¦ After the rain.ā Susie sounds somber in her words. Krisā heart ached at her words.
Kris turns and starts walking toward the lakeā¦ keeping their pace slow not wanting to lose Susie. Despite their heart pounding at the simple thought of being seen.
Kris pauses to look behind themself constantly, making sure Susie is still there. Soon standing at the cross point between the lake and their house.
āLet's find you a place by the lake firstā¦ā Kris nods, understanding Susie's hesitation to talk to their mom. leading them to the lake. The smell of approaching rain fills Krisā senses, as the wind picks upā¦
The two now are at the lakeās edge. Kris turns to the left, brushing past a few rows of trees. A small clearing at the edge of the lake. Kris takes a breath, looking down at Susie, Kris huffs and sits at the lakes edgeā¦ Kris pulling their wings in close, like a blanket. Listening to the gentle sway of the lake.
Susie doesnāt want to leave; she doesn't want to confront Torielā¦ several ideas swirl in her head, her skin crawling at the, what if this, what if thatā¦ but she had toā¦ sheād be the one taking the blame if Kris didnāt return homeā¦
āIāllā¦ Iāll tell your mom youāre staying at my place.ā
āMhm.ā Krisās words lace in deep exhaustion. Susie shrugs and turns leaving kris in the clearing. Walking back to the fork in the road. Walking down the road to Krisās home it made her heart tremble, clenching her jaw. She could hear the muffled sound of music as she approached.
Going over ideas in her head she had to lieā¦ she reached her hand up, knocking at the door. a pause the music stopped.
The door swung openā¦ the familiar smell of alcohol filled her nose. Toriel standing before her.
āSnoozie!ā she gives a slurred greeting, Susie spots that convince store owner standing near an old record player.
āAre you going to stayā¦" her words die in her mouth, face falling, sobering for a short moment.
āWh-Whereās Kris?ā she straightened up, looking past Susie.
āIs Kris pull-ing a prank? ācause if theyāre āround that cornerā¦ā Ā Toriel slurs and hiccups through her words as they dissolve into a giggle fit. Alright time for Susie to lie her ass off.
āUm actuallyā¦ Kris is staying at my place tonight? I almost forgot to tell you heh. They were sleeping hard, like, suuuuper hard. I didnāt want to wake themā¦ So, I just ran over.ā after a moment of hard staring from Toriel.
āI-I donāt have your numberā¦ā the long moment of tense silence as Susie grits her teeth, keeping her mouth closed. was she caught did Toriel see through her? relief wases over the teen monster as Toriel pats her shoulder thanking her for coming through the rain. She offers Susie an umbrella, which Susie brushes off, saying sheāll be fine. Toriel gives her a warm smile, Susie gives her a sicky note with her apartment and phone number. Toriel smiles again and sticks it to the empty TV stand, going back to dancing with that skeletonā¦ Susie closes the door, trying not to slam it out of rage.
She paces in the front lawn looking up at Krisā bedroom window wishing they were there that everything could be normal. She sneers and turns, starting the walk back to the lake.
She canāt help but feel itās her fault maybe if sheād just kept her mouth shut, not provoked The Knightā¦ Kris wouldnāt haveā¦ no thatās stupidā¦ thinking on it now Kris was showing sings of this happening for a while nowā¦ Pretty much since they met Tennnaā¦ Kris had grown in height being Susieās height by the time they fought the Roaring Knight. And taller than Susie by the time they entered the churchā¦Ā she initially thought it was just human puberty or somethingā¦ but now? She wasnāt so sure.
Why didnāt she see it? She should have stopped it. she could haveā
Ā She sees a trash can sitting by the picnic tables. Her brows furrow she kicks it over, and over, and over, and over, andā
She stopsā¦ It sits on the ground dents in its sideā¦ trash strewn over the groundā¦ fluid seeping from the torn bagā¦
she didnāt feel any betterā¦ and now her foot hurt.
She puts her hands in her pants pockets. Huffing, Walking the rest of the way to the lake. Turing, to the left walking through the trees seeing Kris right where she left themā¦ laying down in their wings wrapped them like a cocoon. Looking like a glowing bundle of feathers.
āShe bought itā¦ youāre safe till tomorrowā¦ā Kris sits up uncurling their wings a littleā¦ body still hidden, their glowing form towering over her.
āMmmm, Kā Kris drones out.
āYou back to normal at all? Orā¦ā Kris flares out their wings, showing their body looking the same as before.
āNoā¦ā Susie pauses thinking on what to say.
āI-I donāt know much on humansā¦ Is this likeā¦ human puberty?ā Kris takes a deep breath shrugging their shoulders, shaking their head...
āWell maybe weāI can look for something at the library? Get some answersā Kris slumps back down laying on their side. Facing away, Curling their wings back around their body. Looking like a feathery sleeping bag.
āAlright thenā¦ā Susie turns to leaveā¦
āMmmmā Kris rolls over facing her, pulling their heads wings back showing their face. Their pleading eyes make her pause. between this and her bed at homeā¦ there was no competitionā¦
She huffs walking over to Kris walking onto their wing. Kris stretching the other over Susie protecting her from the rain. She hesitates before laying down, getting comfortable Kris pulls their wings in close. Their wings were warm. Like sitting in the sunshine on a nice day.
It felt odd being this closeā¦ considering how tall they wereā¦
āStayā¦ please,ā Kris mutters, Susie scoffsā¦ as Kris reaches out cupping their left hand around her back. Pushing her in close pulling their wings in even more. Ā It was weird being the short one for a change.
āLeast youāre cozyā¦ā Susieās face felt warm as she spokeā¦ warmer than normal. Kris snorts, taking notice of Susieās blushing face. In return she kicks them playfully in the side. Kris closes their wings on her feathers restraining her movement. She writhes under their wings. When Kris pulls the top wing back letting the rain hit Susieā¦
āAh! You jerk!ā Susie tries her best to hold back her laughter, as Kris snickers stretching their wing back out covering Susie. She yawns leaning back on her heelsā¦ remembering Torielā¦ she should leave and sleep at home, simply because Toriel might come to get Krisā¦ or check on themā¦ and she doesnāt want to worry her. no other reasonā¦ She already had an idea of what to say. But it was nice being here wrapped in Krisā wingsā¦ butā¦
She tries to push Krisās wing off her and they only for them to curl around her more.
āCanāt you stayā¦?ā Kris whines, their eyes showing an insistence. Susie rolls her eyes at Krisās fruitless pleading.
āUgh, donāt give me THAT lookā¦ I need to go. I told Toriel that youāre staying at my place. If Iām not there and Toriel shows upāā Kris hums in discontent.
āMmmm, Kā Susieās body is shaken by Krisās humming. But they pull their wing back letting Susie standā¦ she starts walking away looking back seeing Kris all wrapped up in their wings. She sighs, what was she going to do tomorrow?
Susie walked home, the rain was cold, but it didnāt phase her. she walked up the stairs to her apartment. seeing a monster shaped thing passed out on the couch beer cans littering the floorā¦. TV is still on illuminating the living room. She walked to her room, uncaring about the heaviness of her footsteps. they wonāt wake anywayā¦
She lays in her worn out mattress, wishing she could have stayed there with Krisā¦ the warmth of their wings was, nice. butā¦ part of her felt she deserver to be uncomfortableā¦ for not realizing and helping them sooner. That she dissevered to be punishedā¦
She tries to sleep tossing and turning, before finally falling asleep. Her head is filled with nightmaresā¦ about that fucking prophecyā¦ sheā
Living in the walls of a monsters home Chapter 3: I'll tell you: it's not your fault.
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My Nameās Casey, I am 16. and... I'm a Borrowerā¦ which means Iām only about 2 inches tall. This makes life... Difficult to say the least. I've been living in the Dreemurrās house ever since I can rememberā¦
AKA a Deltarune Borrower au with some oc's... or a self-indulgent fic that I never planned on posting... till now.
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2 weeks pass byā¦ nothing of note happens, going day by day, it would seem boring to most. But to me, I felt happy. It was nice having friends around. It felt odd to call them friends, only knowing each other for two months. But I had been alone for so long I would have taken anythingā¦
The only thing of note was, Asriel had started packing for college. Heās planning to leave next weekendā¦ Kris is also starting school tomorrowā¦ Monday.
I patched my existing clothes and finally made myself a spare shirt. Leslie patching Maeās left boot. It was nice that she was learning how to sew.
We were due for another borrowing trip. Since the pantry supplies were getting low. Having to ration food was never fun. So here we are at midnight againā¦ preparing to head out. This time though Leslie started nagging me, she wanted to go tooā¦
āNo, you can't, it's too dangerousā¦ā I state, the young borrower groansā¦
āBut you used to say that to Mae! now she goes out with you! Canāt I just go with you this one time? Please Casey? Please! pretty please?ā she gives me big soft eyesā¦ Man I swear if they keep wearing me down.
āUghā¦ Fine but donāt come out with us, stay near the wall where itās safe. That means youāre coming to, Casper.ā he jolts, sighing, getting up from the flannel couch. As Leslie scurries off to get ready. I head over to Casper, his joints popping as he stands.
āI need you to keep a close eye on her. Make sure she doesnāt get too far from the wall. I donāt want her to get hurt.ā Casper nods as Mae and Leslie come out dressed and ready.
āShe got to you huh?ā Maeās smug face made my blood boil. My ears flattened out letting out droning sound before speaking.
āShut upā¦ Letās just get going.ā Mae stifles a bubbly laugh. I pull out my lantern leading the three out. The wallās studs towering around us stretch on seemingly endless into the dusty darkness. Chipped drywall, and insulation surrounding our home. Following the path over the cold concrete foundation to the tunnel through the dry wall leading to a pulley system up to the cabinets above the stove.
Leslie obviously was excited to come with us. Seemingly unaware that her tail was swishing around happilyā¦ I rolled my eyes as I pulled the rope lifting the platform and the four of us up to the cabinet level.
The shortcut was blocked, with silly puttyā¦ shit.
"What's that stuff?ā Leslie asks, pointing at it. I let my frustration show, furrowing my brow at the material blocking our shortcut.
āItās, silly puttyā¦Ugh, we have to go to the lower cabinetsā¦ā The other three looked at each other, as I lowered us back down to the floor level.
āThe cabinets under the microwave should have some food...ā I start leading everyone over to the shortcut behind the fridge. I pull the thin sheet of dry wall out of the way and step out, the dust behind the fridge making my nose twitch. I pull my shirt over it to prevent sneezing. I lead the three others out to the edge seeing the long way to travel to get in the lower cabinetsā¦
āYou two stay here and signal with this if you hear anything from upstairs.ā I handed them a polished bottle cap and my spare lantern. Casper nods while Leslie looks on a little confused. I motion for Mae to follow me.
The cabinets seem to feel even bigger as we approach. Mae boosts me up I open the door and see the cabinet andā
Itās emptyā¦ no bowls, plates, just a few empty jarsā¦ but most importantly no foodā¦ shitā¦ Kris, they moved it. I take a deep breath trying to calm my nerves. When I get a whiff of something sweet, I follow itā¦ out of the cabinetā¦
We need foodā¦ jump out of the cabinet sniffing again itās on the counterā¦ itās a trap, I just know it. Mae has a puzzled look on her face.
āKris move it allā¦ā Mae pinches the bridge of her nose.
āSo, what do we do?ā I pull out my grappling hook; Mae lets out a disgruntled sigh. as I launch the hook up to the counter. Tugging on the twine a few times to get it securely hooked on the edgeā¦ I start climbing up the strand, as I hoist myself up, onto the counter. I turned looking down and gestured for Mae to come up. Once sheās standing next to me, I pull the twine up, wrapping it around my arm into a loop and reattaching it to my waist. Looking over, I see a small shallow bowl of various foods next to the gigantic microwave. When I spot itā¦ A motion detector pointed at the bowlā¦ damn how are we going toā
Mae walks right in front of it heading for the foodā¦ before I can react to stop her. I see a small light blink onā¦ flashing, rhythmically.
I freeze upā¦ Thereās no way out nowā¦ I grabbed Maeās arm; she almost fell as I dragged her to hide behind the microwave.
āWhat was that for?!ā she asks, pulling her arm harshly out of my grasp. As we stand behind the microwave.
āT-thereās a motion detector.ā I say my heart is pounding in my chestā¦ I see Maeās rounded ears flatten against her head, nose twitchingā¦
āShitā¦ this is my fault. I just got us killed,ā She mumbles. I shake my head.
Ā āNo, you didnāt. Weāll get out of this alive, I promise.ā My ears perk up at the sound of footsteps from upstairsā¦
ātheyāre comingā¦ā I whisper. Peering out, I see the light from the bottle cap reflecting off the fridge butā¦ Itās too late now. Maeās face contorts to one of dreadā¦
āYou can hide under the Microwaveā¦ theyāll see me first, letting you escape, here.ā I handed her the grappling hook, hesitantly she took it.
āWhat? But what if theyāā
āIāll be fine justā¦ promise me youāll take care of everyone. Okay?ā Maeās eyes start to water, lips quivering. She wraps her arms around me in a hug.
āI promiseā¦ā she says, releasing me as she crouches down crawling her way under the microwave. I walk out hiding behind the motion detector. Theyāll look at that firstā¦
I hear Kris approaching their footsteps echoing through my skull as they get closer. I feel my skin crawl, my short fur standing on endā¦ heart pounding in my chest, I place a hand on my needle sword ready to attackā¦ I hear Kris groan, clearly disappointedā¦ I hear them turn to leave when they pause.
My hands start shaking as they approach even closerā¦ I donāt want to look. Even the image of them looming over me makes my stomach churn. I close my eyes as I hear the motion detector move from behind me.
I donāt turn around. I canāt turn aroundā¦ I canāt move.
WHY CANāT Iā
āY-youāre, realā¦ā Kris' voice booms above me. My fingers tighten around my needle. Just as I see their fingers come into the corner of my vision, I tear the needle out of my belt thrusting it toward Krisā approaching hand. feeling the needle connect with their flesh, puncturing the skin just enough for them to recoil their now recognizable left hand letting out a startled yelp. Making my ears ring. I pull my needle back looking up at them seeing their towering form looming over me makes me feel so very weak.
My knees quiver like jelly, as I turn to run. Their right hand comes down slamming on the counter blocking my path. nearly running into Krisā hand as I pivoted the other way. Seeing their other hand come down blocking my escape. Their hands start closing in on me, cupping around me, like shrinking walls. I thrust my needle at their already bleeding left palm. But they pull their hand away and pinch the needle between their thumb and forefinger. Nearly lifting me off the countertop as they pulled the needle out of my grasp. Defenseless, my tail curls close to my body, ears drooping down seeing them loom over me, I can hear my heart pounding in my ears, bad taste in the back of my throat, chest trembling as I struggle for air. I am weakā¦
Kris leans down their face not far from me. Their brown eyes scanned me with an unreadable expression on their face. Their hair dangling down round me, I pull my tail close to me. I can feel heat wafting off their skin. puffs of air washing over me with each breath they take. Making my fur feel prickly. My hands shake as they just stareā¦ I couldnāt tell how long it stayed like this. seconds? minutes? It didnāt matter, what happened next made me almost vomit.
āKris? what are you doing?ā Asriel? The light flicks on, Before I could really process what was happening. My arms are pinned to my sides as air leaving my overworked lungs, as Iām whirled around by their hand. I try to push the nausea down, swallowing repeatedly. I realize Iāve been wrapped in Krisā left hand. Staring at the wall, I was being held behind their back.
āNothing!ā Krisā panicked voice reverberates around my body, able to hear the word rise out of their chest. Their fearful tone made me want to puke.
They have some nerve being scared right nowā¦
A pause, I hear Asriel sigh.
āKris are you still trying to find that mouse you saw? I thought we already settled thatā¦āĀ Ā
āI told you! It wasnāt a mouseā¦ā Krisā voice trails off, Asriel sighs again. I can feel Krisā hand start sweating fingers twitching around my body.
āKrisā¦ Are you stressed about starting school orā?ā
āNoā Kris says before Asriel can finish speakingā¦
āO-okay... Just try to get some sleepā¦ā Kris huffs as I hear Asriel footsteps leave the room heading back upstairs. My stomach flips around as Kris moves their hand in front of their face.
I stare at Kris for a moment, I start squirming, trying to free my arms. When air leaves my lungs, again their hand tightens around me. I harshly cough as their grip loosens on my torso.
Kris sighs and starts walking. Air rushing past me as they head over to the dining tableā¦ terror fills my chest. What were they going to do now? They caught meā¦ theyāre holding meā¦ theyāre the one in controlā¦
Living in the walls of a monsters home Chapter 2: Borrowing with a friend
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My Nameās Casey, I am 16. and... I'm a Borrowerā¦ which means Iām only about 2 inches tall. This makes life... Difficult to say the least. I've been living in the Dreemurrās house ever since I can rememberā¦
AKA a Deltarune Borrower au with some oc's... or a self-indulgent fic that I never planned on posting...
till now.
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August came around. It was only a month now till Asriel left for collegeā¦ It was past midnight and Mae had been practically begging on her knees to go on a borrowing trip with me.
āCome on Casey! If we go together, we can bring more food back! I promise Iāll be careful!ā I shake my head.
āNo, the answer is no.ā I definitively state.
āUgh! Why! It would be safer!ā
Ā āIf we get caught in a trap, who knows what could happen! Itās not worth the risk if both of us get caught.ā
āBut what if only one of us is? Then the other could escape!ā
āYou donāt know what youāre dealing with! These traps are tricky! trip wires, snares, lure cages! Kris isnāt dumb! Theyāll figure us out and know that itās not just me!ā
āGAH! Just let me come with you at LEAST once! I lived in the woods for a month! I can manage some stupid beans traps!ā I groaned, my blood boiling.
āUGH! FINE! You can come with me! Just stay close and pay attentionā¦ got it?ā I watch as her face contorts to shock.
āR-Really?ā I nodded. Honestly, I just didnāt want to argue any moreā¦ She squealed her tail wagging around in excitement.
āYes! Iāll get my stuff,ā I roll my eyes. As she walks over to the storage closet.
āHurry up we donāt have all night,ā
As we prepared, I grabbed my sewing needle, grappling hook, makeshift lantern (made from wires a coin battery and holiday light) and backpack. Mae had a sewing pin, and a smaller backpack. We said goodbye to Casper who was hanging out with Leslie in the living space. He seemed a little shocked but just agreed and let Mae go...
We walked through the walls up to the makeshift elevator using a roped pulley system leading to the kitchen cabinets...
I pulled us up till we were at the short cut to the cabinet above the oven. I walked out first glancing out to see if any traps were laid outā¦ nothing. I gesture for Mae to follow meā¦ we walk out towering containers of food around usā¦ hood vent for the stove going through the middle of the cabinet and outside wall. I shine the light around seeing a container of cereal, and another of cheese crackers.
āYou get the cheese crackers and cereal Iāll get the restā Mae nods as I walk over to a container of dried cranberries. I climb up, pry the lid open and grab a few bits, putting a few in my bag. I then climbed down and walked to another container, this one of salted peanuts. Repeating the same steps with a few other thingsā¦ chocolate chips, popcorn, rice, and oatmeal. Till my bag was full. I met Mae at the back of the cabinet and she seemed pleased; I gave her a small smile whenā¦ my ear twitches, fur standing on end. footsteps approachingā¦ Krisā¦
I looked around the cabinet. When I saw itā¦ a flashing motion detector, sitting in the corner pointed at usā¦ shit.
āWe need to leave, now.ā I State Mae tilts her head; did she not hear them?
āW-why?āĀ She stammers out. I grab her hand and rush back into the shortcut in the wallā¦ shoving my lantern in my bag to dampen the light. Hearing the creak of Kris climbing on top of the stove. Thenā¦ squeaking of the cabinet doors hinges as theyāre openedā¦
Mae shivers as we hide in the wall. I hold my breath hearing containers get moved around by Krisā¦ I hear them groan. Closing the cabinet and stepping down off the stoveā¦ I let out my breath. Looking at Mae whoās frozen in terror. I motion for her to keep quiet as I start using the pulley system to lower us to floor level.
I keep quiet as we head back down to our homeā¦ not wanting to speak, worried they might still hear usā¦ Mae stays quiet, clearly rattled by the close call.
āYou, okay?āĀ I ask before we walk back inside our home.
āI think so. I donāt know. That was way too closeā¦ā
āHeh yeahā¦ At least I heard them comingā¦ā
āDon't tell Casper pleaseā¦ I want to go with you again... Ok?ā I shrug but nod as we walk in.
Leslie runs up to Mae clearly excited for her. Since this was her first borrowing tripā¦
āYou made it! Did you get any chocolate? Ooo! Can I have some?ā I chuckle at Leslieās excitement.
āYouāll have to wait till we do inventory first.ā I state
āAww but I wanted chocolateā¦ā she begs.
āyouāll get some after I put everything away. Ok?ā
āOkā¦ā she sulks over to the living spaceā¦
āCome on Mae, we have work to doā¦ā we head to the small pantry at the back of the kitchen. carefully putting everything away in their proper placeā¦ I broke off a small piece of chocolate for Leslie, bringing it out to her. Mae followed me out as we entered the living space. I see Casper sitting on the couch (made from an old wooden box, flannel shirt and fiber fill). looking exhausted.
āYay! Chocolate!ā she snatches it from me, scarfing it downā¦ happiness covering her face, smile forming on mine. Sheās so cute, having no idea of true fearā¦ I look at the old watch we use as a wall clockā¦ It's 2amā¦
āWe should get to bedā¦ā
āAw but I wanted to work on my sewing!ā Leslie insists. I sighā¦
āLeslie I already did some with youā¦ And itās past our bedtimeā¦ā Casper interjects, pinching the bridge of his nose, barely keeping his eyes open.
āMmmm, okay promise youāll teach me some more tomorrow?ā Leslie asks, eyes almost sparkling at me.
āYeah sureā¦ā I just wanted to go to bed at this pointā¦
āYes!ā she jumps up and down in excitement. Maybe chocolate was a bad choice. I stretch my arms over my head getting a few pops from my joints.
āOkay bedtimeā¦ see you guys in the morning,ā
āNight,ā Mae says, waving as I climb up a ladder (made of pencils and toothpicks) to my room, tiredness overwhelming my body practically collapsing in bed. I curled up, eyes watering a little as I yawn. Falling asleep after a short time in my cozy bed.
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Iām woken up by the sound of heavy footfalls down the stairsā¦ as per usual. I stretch my arms and legs as I uncurl myself. Flipping the quilted blanket off me. The smell of freshly cooked oatmeal filled my nose I climbed down and walked over to see Mae had already made oatmeal and dried fruit for breakfast. She hands me a bowl.
āThanks Mae,ā I ate the oatmeal, sitting down at the tableā¦ Leslie, having already finished her food, sitting in the living space trying to sew a small quilt from old cuts of cotton fabric.
ādidnāt really get to ask you, but howād the borrowing trip go?ā Casper asks, Mae shivers, I can tell sheās remembering what happened.
āIt was fine. Not as bad as I thoughtā Casper squints skepticism covering his face.
āOkā¦ Oh weāre gonna need some more fabric and fiberfill soonā¦ā he brings up, gesturing to Leslie.
āShe's been asking about it,ā he whispers to me and Mae. I sigh, setting down my now empty bowlā¦
āweāll have to wait till tomorrow night for itā¦ donāt want to go two nights in a rowā¦ā Casper nods, finishing his food. Mae starts cleaning up the dishes.
āWeāll need to get some water from the pipes in a bit, yeah?ā Mae asks, looking up from her dishwashing.
āYeah, in a bit,ā Casper says as I get up and stretch again, I walk over to the living space.
āAlright, hey Leslie?ā She looks up from her work.
āYeah?ā
āDo you need any help with the sewing?ā I asked, walking over to her.
āNahā¦ I think I figured it out,ā she holds up the nicely sewn together blanket piece.
āGood job kid, soon youāll be able to sew clothing,ā sheās kicking her legs in excitement.
āIāll be in my room for a bit, let me know when youāre ready to head out to collect the water,ā I leave the three heading to my room sketching for a while, drawing Kris againā¦ Till I hear Mae knocking on the door.
āHey, Iām ready to go when you are,ā
āOk, be there in a secā I respond, getting up and heading out to get my stuff. We leave soon after going to gather the dew collectors (thimbles) under a freshwater pipe leading to the bathroom sink. We head back with the water, placing it in the water tank, made of a small plastic lunchbox container. I head back out putting the thimbles back to collect more water.
We spend the rest of the day keeping the house clean, chatting on and off, and playing a few gamesā¦
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The next day is about the same. Eat, Clean, Chat, play Gamesā¦
Till nighttime comesā¦ 1am, meaning another borrowing trip. We needed to head to the linen closet, for some fabric and fiberfill. Mainly so we could patch things up and make some new clothes. Some of my clothes, in particular, were getting worn out and needed some patchesā¦
So, weāre offā¦ Mae coming with me again. Using the pulley elevator to get us up to the second floorā¦ and heading through the walls getting to the shortcut in the hallway leading to the linen closet at the end. Staying close to the walls, to avoid detection. We pass by Kris and Asrielās bedroom door on the way, though everyone is asleep by nowā¦ I still felt my heart rate spike as we ran by the door. We slip under the linin closet door pulling out my lantern. Seeing built in shelves towering above us.
I look around spotting a plastic bag of old fabric scrap in the corner on the floor, perfectā¦. Open it and work to pull out a few pieces of cloth, putting them in our bags. Pulling small amounts of fiber out of an old ripped up stuffed animal. Till our bags are full. I nodded, signaling to Mae that itās time to leave. We carefully head back to the shortcut, and back home. With no problem...
My Nameās Casey, I am 16. and...
I'm a Borrowerā¦ which means Iām only about 2 inches tall.
This makes life... Difficult to say the least.
I've been living in the Dreemurrās house ever since I can rememberā¦
AKA a Deltarune Borrower au with some oc's...
or a self-indulgent fic that I never planned on posting...
till now.
decided to cross post this fic here
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My Nameās Casey, I am 16. and...
I'm a Borrowerā¦ which means Iām only about 2 inches tall. This makes life... Difficult to say the least. I've been living in the Dreemurrās house ever since I can rememberā¦My mom (Ruth) and dad (Lev) have been teaching me how to borrow Ruth, letting me go on trips with Lev. It was scary at first, the difference in scale, but I got more accustomed to it, that was until. Mom and dad disappeared one dayā¦ not returning homeā¦
I was terrified, not knowing what happened to them. the worst was all I could imagineā¦ abandonment, killed, eatenā¦ It made my skin crawlā¦
That was four years ago nowā¦
I had gotten better at borrowing using my parents left over supplies to scrape by. It was hard but it was just life.
The Dreemurrās were a particularly interesting family mainly because they housed the only human in town. Kris. The mother (Toriel), father (Asgore) and son (Asriel) all being goat monstersā¦ they often had another family over the Holidays made up of four reindeer monsters. mother (Carol), father (Rudy) and their two daughters (Noelle and Dess). It was weird watching the two families change over timeā¦ living in the walls by the staircase means itās kinda unavoidable to not hear everything.
I had basically grown up with Krisā¦ it was strange seeing another kid my age but being unable to interact with them. I watched them grow and change along with meā¦ My parents went missing around the same time as Dess did. Thatās when I watched things fall apartā¦
Toriel and Asgore got divorced taking a massive toll on Kris and Asrielā¦ the Holidays stopped visitingā¦ I heard about Rudy getting sickā¦ Kris started to further isolate themself not talking to anyoneā¦ and next fall Asriel leaves for college. I could tell it was weighing heavily on Krisā¦
Kris had stopped wearing their red horned headband... It was strange seeing all this happenā¦ I wanted so badly to comfort Krisā¦ but it was against the rulesā¦ Borrower code forbids me from being spotted if I am, Iād have to leaveā¦ but I had nowhere to goā¦ One late night in May after the house was asleepā¦ I headed up to Kris and Asriel's roomā¦ using one of the makeshift elevators to the second floor, then following the tunnels under the floor to the opposite side of the room by Krisā bed.
I walked up to the shortcut in the wall. setting my borrowing bag down just within the wall. I was starting to have second thoughts, but I continue anyway. I walk out being in between Krisā bed and the wallā¦ I pull out my makeshift grappling hook, made from twine and an old fishhook.
I swing it and latch it to the edge of the bedframe. Tugging a few times to keep it secure, before hoisting myself up climbing the rope to the bedās edge. I untie the twine from my waist. Leaving the hook in case I need to run. I climb up the rest of the way using the bed sheets. soon pulling myself up onto the bed. Seeing Kris, sleeping soundly. They were laying on their stomach; their head turned toward the wallā¦ toward me.
I took slow shaky steps toward them. Seeing their hand lying flat next to their face, arm limp at their side disappearing under the blanket. I was soon standing right in front of their face; their bangs covering their right eye. Left eye closed, slow steady breaths coming from their slightly agape mouth. My heart was pounding seeing their towering form in front of me. It made my heart feel strange... my tail curled close to me. I should just leaveā¦
But I stood there for a while debating with myself on whether I should leave or not. I then hesitantly placed a hand on Krisā cheekbone right below their uncovered eye. Their skin was warmā¦ it was odd being this close to the beanā¦ this close to someoneā¦ it had been a long timeā¦
Maybe all the warnings and assumptions I heard about humans and monsters were wrongā¦
Just as the thought enters my head my heart skips a beat as I watch as Krisā eyes scrunch upā¦
Their mouth closes forming into a frown. A rumbling hum coming from their chestā¦ I shiver, pulling my hand away and backing up as their eye blinks open, squinting in the darkā¦ their one uncovered eye looks around for a moment then locks onto meā¦ my fur stands on end, as their eye widens. I need to runā¦ their visible hand starts to move. I scramble to sprint around it heading for the edge of the mattress. I hear them push themself up behind meā¦ making the mattress wobble. almost falling; I donāt look back.
I drop down the edge clawing my way down the sheets to the bed frame. I hear them groan above me. I climb down to the makeshift grappling hook still attached to the frame and make my way down to the floor. Retrieving the hook by snapping the twine like a whip getting it to release and fall to me. I donāt bother tying the twine to my waist, no time. I rush back to the crack in the wall. Heart pounding in my ears, I look up seeing Kris staring down at space between their bed and the wallā¦ at me. I freeze up, for a moment as they stareā¦ brown eyes dilated from the darkness itās hypnotizingā¦ I shake my head, snapping out of it, slipping back into the wall.
This was a mistakeā¦
Now they know. I grabbed my Bag and made the long journey back down to my home in the walls. I take a breath trying to keep my heart from exploding. Kris saw meā¦
They saw meā¦
They didnāt hurt me they just, staredā¦
I knew it could end badly whether I leave or notā¦ but for the time being it was better and safer to just stay.
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I was woken up that morning to the familiar sound of thunderous footsteps coming downstairsā¦ and Krisā¦ talking with Asrielā¦ they were in the dining room. I uncurl my tail and body sitting up. starching my arms trying to stifle a yawn. My ears perk up trying to make out the wordsā¦
āIām not lying! I saw a tiny person!ā the voices slightly muffled by the walls around me.
āYou sure it wasnāt a mouse?ā
āIām sure! It looked human! kind ofā¦ā Kris seems more unsure.
āHeh, what do you mean kind of?ā Asriel questions.
āI donāt know, it had a tailā¦ and furā¦ā I slip out of bed, my nervousness sky rocketing, as I hear Asriel hold back laughterā¦
āIām not Joking Azzy! I saw it!ā the sound of footsteps walking past my home entering the room, Torielā¦
āHey mom,ā Kris and Asriel say in unison.
āMorning, are you too ready for breakfast?ā
āyeahā They both say I hear them move to the table.
āKris thinks they saw a tiny person last night,ā Asriel bluntly saysā¦ I can practically feel Krisā glare at Azzy.
āOh. Well, Iām sure it was just a mouse,ā Toriel assumedly says. Kris doesnāt respond.
āWell, we should get some mouse traps then, huh.ā Azzy says Kris stays quiet. my blood chills under my skin, mouse trapsā¦ thatās bad.
āOh, thatās a thought, maybe you and Kris can get some when you head to the store later?ā
āSure, sounds good. Would that quell your nerves, Kris?ā
āYeah, I guessā¦ā as they speak, I can tell Krisā lyingā¦ theyāre going to start using traps, huh. Never dealt with those beforeā¦
The day passes as normalā¦ I stay in my home all dayā¦ just listening in on occasionā¦ it was a Saturdayā¦ relatively calm. All things considered.
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Itās been about a week since Kris saw me, the teen had become hyperfixated on catching me. setting traps around the houseā¦ it seemed more like they were trying to distract themselves from the thought of Asriel leavingā¦ but it still scared me the way it was escalating. They first started leaving food out trying to catch me, then glue trapsā¦ when those didnāt workā¦
it got worse...
Another week passes when I get an ideaā¦ I leave a note next to a trap with the words ātry againā Krisā reaction was priceless; their panicked expression and excitement was worth it.
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Two weeks passed now into June, and Iād leave more notes every time Iād discover a new trap. Using a batch of usable-to-size pencils Iād made for myself a while back. Seeing Kris get flustered about the notes was funny every time. They started leaving more traps and even making their own. Trip wires, tiny snare, and crude handmade box trapsā¦ it was fun for a while that was until. While getting ready to go on a borrowing trip one nightā¦ I had three young Borrowers appear at my doorstepā¦
Mae Casper, and Leslieā¦ this was bad. Now I had something to loseā¦
Mae and Casper were twins, both 13ā¦ but Leslie was only 8ā¦ they had lost their parents a few months agoā¦ where exiled from a colony and had been living outside for a whileā¦ but found my place after wandering the woods for about three weeksā¦ they looked more like mice than I didā¦ light orange-y fur. I helped them get settled letting them stay in the main living spaceā¦ not wanting them in my parentsā old room.
They were nice butā¦ it was hard having someone my size around againā¦ I had gotten so used to being aloneā¦ often having to apologize to them about talking to myself out loudā¦
I waited a few days to tell them about the inhabitants of the houseā¦ telling them about Kris in particular, and primarily the trapsā¦ at first, they were a bit freaked out. I tried to reassure them saying they donāt have to go out and can just stay homeā¦ stay safe.
I took a while to convince Mae not to leave immediately. But she eventually agreed to stay after a few harsh conversations.
Mae was the first to offer to go with me on Borrowing tripsā¦ she felt it would be safer if we stuck together butā¦ I refused. I couldnāt let them get killed. Not due to my negligenceā¦
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It was summer nowā¦ July to be exact. Asriel had already got accepted by a college out of townā¦ he was going to start in Septemberā¦ Kris was clearly hiding their worry of being left alone, one day they came home with a red wagon and bird cageā¦ it confused me, along with Asriel but Kris didnāt give an honest answerā¦ what did they need it for?
Kris was hiding something; I wanted to know what butā¦ I canāt just ask, and even if I did, it could end badlyā¦ for me and my three new friends.
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