Varying Perspectives [G/T Oneshots]

42 - DOLLHOUSE

Kody growls when he can't find his charger, knowing he left it somewhere around the couch and yet it's nowhere to be seen. Over the course of living in the invaded apartment, he'd slowly become accustomed to his things going missing or being broken. Before he knew of the family of Borrowers, it had annoyed him, and now that he knew about Walnut-Head, Fleo, and their father Grim...it infuriated him. The lawyer wasn't someone to let things go missing, which meant that certain little /beings/ still thought it funny to take more than they needed.

They don't even have /computers/. 

Sharp blue eyes roll as he hears a familiar pitchy call, ready to listen out of respect as his hands rummage through the couch cushions for that familiar splash of white he can stuff into the satchel leaning up against a table leg. Of course, it's Fiona back again, but her singsong voice always has a way of putting him at ease. 

"Are you going to visit those friends you talk about. Let me come." The mouse-like being yells up, long fingers intertwined around the edge of her walnut helmet as she stares up to the Bean almost 20 times her size with wonder. Ever since he started speaking to them, her curiosity about the outside world only grew until it was unable to be kept inside four walls - she longed to see the world outside, or at least to explore the walls of another home and meet the Borrowers there. 

Her dad says there are none left, but she knows to keep her hopes up! Leo used to say that imagination was the best medicine in the dark times, and even if he didn't really say it much any more, she was there to keep up their morale. Remind them that somewhere out there, there might be Borrowers without tails and...maybe ones that are taller than even Kody! 

And now was the perfect time to-

"No, you are not coming."

Fiona blinks, short tail stopping in its wide arc as her ears press back against her head hearing the clipped tone in the rumbling voice. 

"What?" 

Her voice wavers as does her stance, shivers travelling through her body as she feels the cold gaze land on her, boring into her as a rat's tooth through wood. She can't help but bounce back a little from the giant's colossal movements as he ignores her and continues his search, hands gripping the leg of the coffee table and shimmying up until she stands taller and safer atop the decorated wood. Their Bean was never the most accommodating, being a little grouchy and uptight, but her father agreed that the fact that he hadn't killed her yet meant he was a little bit better than expectations.

But it was just a harmless outing, in which she would stay where she was told, even if it was inside one of those tight pockets the giant's smart jackets always had that wrapped entirely around her like a fist. 

"Do I have to repeat myself? This is a strictly work-related visit, and clients don't want little people in their drawers." Kody mocks, twinkling his fingers over to the Borrower before he proceeds to flop flat on his stomach to press his face up against the small space between the couch and the floor, grinning when he sees the plug and cord lying beneath. "Gotcha."

The Borrower deflates as her features disappear behind the walnut, large brown eyes turning down to where the opening of the bag sits directly below her.

"And you shouldn't even be out here in the first place, doesn't your brother disapprove of all this?" Kody hums with his back still turned, quickly wrapping up the charger around his fingers so he wouldn't spend hours trying to untangle it from whatever else was inside his bag.

But there is no reply from Fiona, who clamps her hands over her mouth as she jumps straight down into the giant's bag, a yawning pit of giant objects. A yelp escapes as she lands in an occupied pocket, which admittedly was what she aimed for, landing on the thin edge only for her legs to fly out from beneath her and send her tumbling headfirst into the soft darkness. For a moment she simply pants, tail thwacking the floor of the pocket in terror.