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seagull-michael · 6 months

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Reposting my Borrower Cesar fic here

It's also on Ao3 as "Borrower In Mandela"

Cesar stared at his grapple hook as if his gaze would somehow fix it and allow him to easily escape the situation he was in, that situation being him stuck in the bottom of a sink with no way of climbing out because his hook was multiple years old and snapped when he tried to climb out, he didn't even know these things could snap. Cesar had tried to run and climb straight up the sides, but he was not a spider so that plan was a failure before it had even begun, he's also tried throwing the string and half a hook hard enough for it to loop around the tap but that didn't work either. So where did that leave Cesar? Sitting in a sink and just waiting for a human bean to find him, he was kind of hoping it was the younger one that found him as the older one seemed very loud and mean; he really shouldn't be picking wires and best-case scenarios in a situation where he's probably going to die either way but there wasn't much else, he could do with all this spare time. It was moments like these that he wished he had made it to his father's colony before- no, he didn't want to think about that. What else could he think about? A nervous feeling began to creep yo his spine the longer he stayed sitting there like a human or some other terrible creature would pop out of the darkness and tear him apart or crush him or- he heard a creak. He swore he heard a creak! He strained his ears, but he didn't hear any other noises, maybe he should sleep, Cesar nodded to himself at the thought of sleep and lay down on his side and curled up in a ball to preserve his body heat. It took at least an hour, but he eventually fell asleep, although it was a very deep pleasant sleep due to the cold, hard metal. of the sink.

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"Ma? Where are we?" The young borrower asked he's never been this far from his nest, and he was craving the warmth of it right now

"The colony is only a bit further, Cesar, keep going!" His mother insisted in a determined and almost desperate voice.

"I want to go home!" Cesar sniffled and his mother hugged him, she sometimes forgot how young her son truly was.

"I know honey, but your fathers at the colony! And our home just wasn't safe-" his mother stiffened and looked around the tall grass, she leaned closer to her 10-year-old son "Cesar. Slowly walk away, to that tree. Be quiet, don't run unless I say" Cesar was scared but did what his mother said, he slowly backed away from her and tried to get to the tree she had pointed at; suddenly he heard her scream while he was looking at the tree and he quickly turned around to see a black and white cat trying to kill her.

"Ma-"

"Run Cesar!" So, he did. He could still hear her screams as he climbed the tree as quickly as he could and tried to get away but ran through the branches.

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Cesar woke up. There was no loud gasp or sitting up immediately, he just opened his eyes, and he was back in the sink instead of up in a tree and his cheeks were wet from crying; he wasn't sure if he had begun crying before or after he had woken up. He quickly wiped his face and attempted to calm himself down, it had been years since his mother's death and he had moved on a long time ago, so why was his brain trying so hard to remind him of the hurt her absence left in his heart? Cesar tried to ignore the painful lump in his throat as he turned his attention back to escaping this stupid sink, he had no idea what time it was right now so the human beans could wake up any moment and that would be the last of Cesar Torres. All because he refused to replace any of his tools or even carry spares around, well, no one carried spare tools around. Maybe if he managed to dodge death he could go out and warn other borrowers to carry around spare hooks for their grapples, now that he thought about it, there were a lot of borrower horror stories that started with a borrower losing their grapples; how had no-one realised this? Wait. Cesar was distracted, he needed to escape and thinking about the stories that had been burned into his brain since he was young was not going to help at this very moment, may have helped a little earlier when he decided to leave the tunnels with barely any equipment but it's not going to be any help right now. Footsteps. Cesar froze.

A bright light blinded him momentarily and he was left with only his growing fear as the footsteps approached the sink, he looked up and saw the younger bean standing above the sink; it took him only a few seconds to notice Cesar and his eyes widened. Cesar quickly went to grab his needle before realising he had forgotten it; how could he have forgotten his only form of self-defence!? A shadow covered him, and he closed his eyes in preparation for the giant hand to grab him and crush the life out of him or throw him or drop him or something else equally as painful, but he was instead picked up by the back of his shit and slowly lifted out of the sink and onto the bench. He was so confused when he was placed on the bench and the human just let go of him, he could easily run away, well he could if he weren't so scared that he couldn't convince any of his shaking legs to move.

"Are you okay?" the voice was loud but not a shouting type of loud, it was more like someone had turned the volume up on the bean's voice "Why were you in the sink?" Cesar shouldn't respond, it's the borrower code.

"My hook broke, on my grapple" Cesar wasn't sure the human had heard him, so he lifted the end of the string he was holding and showed them the broken hook, then their eyes widened they smiled at him.

"Wait here!" they quietly walked away, and Cesar was left alone to his racing thoughts, why wasn't he dead yet? Why did he talk to the human? Where did the human go? Why was he still just fucking standing here when he could run away!? he just continued to stand there, shaking like a leaf on a windy day as he waited for the human to return. "I'm back" The human approached the bench again and placed two items down "So, this hook is the same as the one you had that broke" He pointed to the one on the right "But this one is kinda like four hooks? It's like- you can see it; I don't know why I'm telling you this. I'm, I got that one because grappling hooks on TV and stuff usually have four ends" the human shrugged, Cesar took both the hooks and looked up at the human.

"Thanks" he muttered; the human smiled at him again.

"Hold on" They walked over to the fridge and came back with a couple of blueberries which they laid down next to Cesar "There, some food for you" Cesar looked at the fruit and his eyes watered when he realised that last time, he had eaten blueberries was- "Are you okay? Do you not like blueberries?"

"No, I'm fine" Cesar collected the blueberries and then looked around for his bag which he knew he had left somewhere on the bench, the human suddenly placed his bag in front of him and he nodded thankfully; he started to put the blueberries in the bag "Thanks!" he closed his bag and swung it around onto his back then looked at the human "I'm Cesar!"

"Mark" The human- Mark reached out his hand and Cesar placed his hand on one of the fingers and they awkwardly shook hands.

"Uh, bye"

"Bye!" Mark waved at him, and Cesar waved back and then ran off to his tunnels, he knew he should move out; it was borrower law to move out once spotted, but it was also borrower law to not talk to humans but Cesar had already broken that rule, he was already a disgrace of a borrower. He shook himself off and walked to his bedroom, he grabbed out a blueberry and smiled at the realisation that he had just made a friend, the first friend he'd ever had. His first friend was a human.

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Cesar woke up to some loud shouting that sounded like it was coming from the kitchen, he was going to ignore it until he realised that whoever was shouting was shouting a Mark and his stomach was suddenly flooded with panic for a couple of seconds before it changed to just a bit of worry. He grabbed his bag and grapple then walked through his twisting tunnels until he made it to the kitchen, he silently left his tunnel and stayed hidden behind the blender as he tried to get a look at what was going on; he watched as the other human finished yelling at Mark and began to leave the kitchen, he turned around to say, "Clean that shit up" and left. Mark silently motioned punching the bench as he quietly screamed in anger, Cesar assumed he was trying to get his anger out without catching the attention of the other human, something that Cesar noticed him do quite often. There was an instinctual fear that rose within him, and he watched Mark's display of anger, his brain projecting images of that anger being directed at him even though he knew Mark would never do something like that, did he know that though? He had only just met the human and he didn't know much about him so how was he supposed to justify to himself that Mark wouldn't hurt him. Cesar shook his head, Mark was his friend, Mark had helped him. He brough himself back into reality when he heard Mark's loud groan and watched Mark kneel on the floor where Cesar could no longer see him, so he walked over to the edge of the bench and looked down to see Mark cleaning up bits of shattered glass, Cesar took his grapple and invested the hook into the smooth surface, once he was sure it wouldn't move he started to climb down the sting to the floor.

"Cesar?" Cesar stopped his descent and looked over to Mark who was about eye level with him right now, Cesar smiled at him and then quickly finished the rest of his downward climb.

"Hello, Mark!" Cesar began to assess the pieces of glass and he picked up some of the smaller ones that he'd be able to effectively use.

"What are you doing?"

"Glass makes good weapons" Cesar opened up his bag and slid a few pieces of glass inside, he was careful not the hit the blueberry still in his bag, he thought he had already taken all the blueberries out, he must have forgotten one.

"Oh? So, you're collecting little daggers, you gonna stand me?" Mark giggled and Cesar chuckled a little, he then took to blueberry out of his bag and offered it to Mark who gently took it "Thanks" Cesar smiled at him and then looked over at the mess of glass.

"Do you need help?"

"I don't know how much help you going to be, half of these shards are the same size as you" Mark smirked slightly as he clearly held back a laugh and Cesar gasped in fake offence.

"How dare you???" Cesar smiled "I'll have you know that I'm very helpful! You certainly thought so when your door suddenly stopped squeaking”.

"That was you!? HOW!?"

"A borrower never tells" Both of them began to laugh quietly as Mark continued to clean up the glass, Cesar was a little concerned with Mark's method of cleaning the glass, he was definitely going to need quite a few band-aids after. Cesar tried to not let it bother him, he tried to focus on just keeping Mark happy and distracted from the other human in the house; he was quite glad he was friends with Mark, even if he was a human bean.

Sorry for any spelling or grammer mistakes, I'm shit with both

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