Sandersides tiny au

His Hero- Part one: Meeting

Word count: 1940/Story count: 1928

          He had finally gotten out of there. It took a year but he had finally been able to sneak away. He gripped at his sides. They ached. His legs hurt too, he hadn't had to walk long distances in a while and he'd barley even gotten to the next house over but he had to keep going. He couldn't stay at that house anymore. He heard a bunch of chirping and as he looked up and saw a bird's nest. The big bird in the nest came to the side of it and looked down to him. He gasped as the bird swooped down and picked him up by the back of his shirt. He was set in the nest and the bird cocked its head. He backed up, the birds wouldn't eat him, right? He fumbled a bit with his footing and suddenly he lost his balance as a twig snapped. He let out a yelp as he began to fall from the tree. He flailed as he free fell and he gasped.
This couldn't possibly end well.

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Roman had just gotten home. He shut his car door and started heading inside when he heard a yelp on his left. He turned around to see something falling from the birds nest. He went over to look at what it was when he saw a tiny laying on the ground. Was this a wild one or had it escaped from a pet store? There weren't any around so if it wasn't wild then it was probably lost. Roman looked around but there didn't seem to be anyone. Looking back to the tiny he realized they'd- Well hopefully they just passed out. Whether it was from freaking out over falling or knocking themself out when hitting the ground wasn't certain. He scooped them up gently and headed inside.

Roman hadn't known what to do with the little thing so he got a small hand towel and set it at the bottom of a jar. He set the tiny inside. He didn't want the poor thing to fall again which is why he set him in there. He didn't put the lid on it though. He stared at the tiny for a bit. He really hoped they'd be ok. After another moment, Roman headed out of the room.

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Slowly waking up he looked around. The second he looked up he realized he was in a jar and began to freak out. He couldn't be back, no. He'd escaped! Then he remembered falling out of the tree. Had his owner come out and found him? Was he mad? He tried to stand but he felt a shot of pain flash through his leg. He put his hands on the side of the jar and looked out. Where was his owner? Was he out busy? If he was that gave him a bit of time to calm down before his owner punished him for running away.

Then he heard footsteps. He almost began crying but held it in, that'd only get him into more trouble. He looked out and saw a stranger. Did his owner have a guest over? And they'd found him.. oh no. His owner hated when he met his guests. He backed up again, trying to find a way to hide from this new person. He saw them reach in and he cowered away, but it was no use. They reached in and he began kicking and trying to push them away. He was already in their hands but he didn't want to be held, his sides already hurt enough and his leg hurt a lot now too. He stopped himself, he'd get in trouble if he bothered this human, they'd probably tell his owner. He curled up, trying to protect himself. After a while though he opened his eyes. The hands weren't around him, he was just on top of them. He slowly unfurled and looked up at the stranger. They were looking down at him with a concerned look on their face. Why were they worried?

He tried steadying his breathing and the human set him down on a table. Why weren't they just holding him? Why put him on the table? He watched as the human slipped into thought and he looked around. Maybe he could run again? He tried standing, ready to try to leave, when another shot of pain was sent through his leg. He collapsed and he winced. He heard the human gasp and he tensed up, but nothing happened. He looked back to his leg. Falling from the birds nest must have messed it up...