Drew woke up, and yawned.
Why he wasn’t on his bed? His knees were not happy with him. He was kneeling next to his bed with his arms on the covers. His stomach grumbled, clearly not pleased with him for not having filled it.
Then he remembered. Drew’s heart jumped up into his throat for a moment. He was a bit afraid to look down on the pillow in front of him. Then he shook himself, and just looked.
Sage wasn’t sleeping on the pillow. He was sitting a few inches away from Drew’s forearms. He had placed his hands behind him and was leaning back and looking almost straight up at Drew. Drew’s hands started itching in excitement.
“Umm,” Drew started. He buried his hands in his armpits, to make sure that he didn’t just reach out and grab the borrower. “Hi.”
“Hi.” Sage responded. His voice was so soft that Drew had to focus intently just to hear him.
Drew slowly brought his head back down so that it was on top of his forearms again. Being closer helped Drew to see the boy’s miniature expressions. It looked like Sage was curious, but also still cautious. Most important of all though, he was still there. He hadn’t left while Drew had been sleeping.
“Sorry about earlier.” Drew said. “I told my mom about the snake, and she hired a pest control guy.”
Sage nodded. The borrower opened his mouth to say something, then shut it quickly.
“What is it?” Drew asked.
It looked like the borrower wasn’t going to voice his thoughts. Then he changed his mind. “Do humans really know about us?” Sage asked.
Drew nodded, which bounced the bed a little bit. Sage rode it out like a pro though, as if it wasn’t unusual at all to have the ground beneath him shaking like that.
“Sorry. But yeah, I only found out when I went to a library to look you up on the internet.” Drew responded. “Apparently you’re called Borrowers. The government set up shelters for you guys so that you can live without us humans bothering you. There’s a lot of us out there who want to know more about you, but the government won’t let us unless the borrowers agree to meet with us.” Drew realized he was rambling, and stopped talking abruptly.
Sage’s face had gone pale. Apparently he didn’t like that his kind were known about.
“I didn’t know that.” Sage said. He looked away from Drew. The borrower got up. Drew was very careful to not move and knock the boy over.
“If you want.” Drew stopped. He didn’t want to say this, but he knew had to do. “If you want, I can bring you to one of those shelters. It sounds like they’re really nice. Like resorts, with basically free everything. And you wouldn’t have to deal with humans either. It’s all automated.”
Sage looked over at Drew, but promptly shook his head. “I don’t want to leave.” Sage was walking back and forth in front of Drew. Drew noticed that Sage was walking the length of his forearms. He turned around at each elbow.
“How did you get the man to let you keep me?” Sage asked.
Drew felt the blood rush to his face. “Uhh, I kind of bought you.”
Sage stopped and stared at Drew.
“I mean, I’m not saying that I own you or anything like that.” Drew was trying really hard to not shake his head and move around like he normally did when he talked. “It was the only way I could convince the guy to not take you away.”
“So,” Sage frowned. “What does that mean for me then?” Sage asked.
Drew blinked. He couldn’t help but think about how lonely Sage looked. He remembered back to what the boy had said about his parents. There had been times when Drew’s parents didn’t come home at night. But Drew always knew about it before hand. And while he didn’t see his parents as much as he would prefer because of their work, he did still see them.
This boy didn’t have that at all. He didn’t even have other people who he could be friends with. Drew didn’t have many friends either, but that was mostly by choice. Most people just wanted to be friends with Drew so that they could mooch things off of him or his parents.
“Well,” Drew said, putting on his business voice. “What it does not mean is that I own you, or that you are my pet, or anything silly like that.”
Sage still looked confused.
“Basically I just gave the guy my watch so that he would give you to me and not tell my mom about you. You’re free to do whatever you want to do.”
Sage nodded, looking a bit relieved. Drew’s stomach growled again, and Drew sighed.
“Sorry, apparently I’m hungry.”
Sage nodded. Obviously he had heard the noise.
“What about you?” Drew asked. “Are you hungry?”
“I’m always hungry.” Sage said.
Drew blinked. Drew was practically never hungry. Not real hungry anyways. But he could tell that Sage knew what real hungry was.
“Oh, well I can bring you some food.” Drew looked toward his door. He looked back down at Sage, and as casually as he could muster, “Or I could bring you to the food.”
Sage visibly stiffened when Drew said this, and Drew immediately leaned away from the bed so that he wasn’t touching it anymore.
“Nevermind,” Drew said with a smile that hopefully didn’t look disappointed. “Was there anything in particular you wanted?”
Sage relaxed a bit, and said, “Uhh, I’ll just have whatever you have I guess.”
Drew nodded, and stood up. He glanced down at Sage and marveled again at the rush he felt from standing over the boy. He knew that it wasn’t really a good thing, but that didn’t stop it from happening.
“I’ll be right back.”
Drew carefully walked out of his room, trying to walk lightly. As soon as he was outside though, he sprinted for the kitchen. He quickly gathered some snacks, and then came back.
He opened the door to his room, and smiled when he saw Sage right where he had left him.
“Alright, I’ve got some grapes, some chex-mix, and some pop.”
Drew walked over to his desk and put the food down. He glanced over at Sage and wondered if he should try again. Maybe if he tried a different tactic.
“Umm,” Drew started. “I’m really not supposed to eat on my bed. It gets all crumby.”
Sage looked around as if just remembering that he was sitting on a bed. He nodded, and got up. Drew watched as he looked around again, and Drew suddenly realized something.
“Oh my gosh.” Drew said. “I forgot to get your stuff.” Drew smacked his palm to his face. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t even think about it. You probably aren’t even able to get down from there are you? I thought you stayed on purpose, but you just couldn’t get away again. Ugh, I’m so stupid.”
“I stayed on purpose.” Sage stated.
Drew looked back, a little surprised that he had heard the boy over his own ranting.
“If I really wanted to, I could have got down. It would have been dangerous, but I could have pulled it off. I stayed because I wanted to talk to you.”
“Oh.” Drew said simply. “Well.” He looked around his room before his eyes landed back on Sage. “I’m glad you did.”
“So, uhh,” Drew looked back at the food. “I really shouldn’t eat on the bed.”
“Are you calling me a messy eater?” Sage asked.
“No!” Sage winced a bit, and Drew quieted his voice. “No, sorry.” Drew stopped and looked closer at Sage. “You’re just joking aren’t you?”
Sage smiled wider, and Drew smiled in return.
“I didn’t know that you knew how to joke.”
“I know how to have fun.” Sage said. “I can also tell that you really just want to hold me.”
Drew shrugged, not surprised that his intentions were that obvious.
Drew’s head shot back down and he looked intently at the borrower.
“Really?” Drew asked.
Drew forced himself not to bounce in excitement. He took a breath and kneeled next to his bed again. He placed his hand palm up a few inches away from the borrower. Drew noticed that the he stiffened up again, but didn’t say anything.
Drew saw the borrower take a deep breath, and watched as he took two very determined steps toward Drew’s hand. Sage hesitated for just the barest second before he stepped up on the side of Drew’s palm.
Drew could feel the two little feet, and was amazed at how small they were. They wouldn’t even cover one segment of his finger. They were also doing an incredible job tickling him. Drew was able to contain his giggles though.
This was so much better than the other times that Drew had held Sage. The first time, Sage had been sopping wet, muddy, and freezing cold. Drew had been too worried about getting him inside where it was warm and safe. He hadn’t taken the time to really notice what it was like to hold him. Earlier had been better, but it was a huge invasion of Sage’s privacy.
This time though, Sage was awake. He was climbing onto Drew’s hand all by himself. Drew had held a mouse once during a field trip. It was sort of like that, in that Sage was clearly alive and was moving around on his hand. It was also completely different though. The mouse had been all squirmy, and clearly trying to figure out how to get out of Drew’s hand.
Sage on the other hand was very deliberate with his actions. And even though Drew could tell that Sage wasn’t too comfortable with it, the borrower wasn’t trying to get off the hand. He was getting on it.
Sage walked across to the center of Drew’s palm. Drew had to suppress more giggles as the borrower’s bare feet tickled him again. Sage got to the center, where there was a little dip in Drew’s palm. There he sat down, and shuffled around a bit. Then he looked up at Drew.
“Are you ready?” Drew asked, to make sure.
Drew lifted the boy from the bed and stood up. Even though Sage had said he was ready, he still fell over onto his back. Drew was still amazed at how light the boy was. The mouse had definitely weighed more.
It was so weird because it didn’t feel like Drew was holding a person. It felt like he was holding a toy or something. But Sage was so obviously alive. Sage righted himself quickly and shot a glare at Drew. Drew’s senses were so confused, because they were coming to two very different conclusions. Sage was the size of a toy, or a small pet. But his movements, his emotions, and his appearance were clearly that of a person.
Drew cupped his hand a little bit, and placed his free hand under the one holding Sage. That way it was more stable. Then he took very slow careful steps toward the desk which had the food waiting on it. Sage wasn’t knocked around at all, so Drew hoped that he was doing a good job of holding the borrower.
Once he reached the desk, Drew removed his free hand, and cautiously placed the hand with Sage in it on the desk.
“Thanks.” Sage said. The borrower pushed himself up and quickly hopped off Drew’s hand. “I didn’t know that you could be that careful.”
Drew smiled. “I can be when I try.” Drew moved a finger forward and as lightly as he could, patted Sage’s back. “I just wasn’t trying to be careful the first time we met.”
Sage looked back in surprise at Drew’s finger, but didn’t say anything about it. It was the same as when Drew had put his finger on the borrower’s shoulder.
Drew sat down in the chair at his desk. He wasn’t happy with how high up this put his head though. He laid an arm on the far side of the desk from Sage and laid his head on it sideways. Drew smiled at bit as it now looked like Sage as walking on the wall like a spider. Then Drew frowned a bit at the thought of how scary a spider would be at Sage’s size.
He blinked a few times to chase that thought away, and asked Sage. “So what do you like to eat?”
“I eat anything.”
“Yeah, but what do you like to eat. What do you think actually tastes good?”
Drew reached over with the arm his head wasn’t lying on and opened his soda.
“Do you like soda?”
“I’ve never had soda.”
“It’s too heavy to carry, and too hard to open.” Sage was staring at the can, and Drew realized it was actually quite a bit taller than Sage was.
“Well would you like some?”
“How am I going to drink it?”
“Hmm,” Drew looked around his room, and he spotted an empty plastic water bottle. “Here use this.” He sat up and twisted off the cap. He set it down a bit away from Sage and tried to dribble a bit of the soda into the cap. He ended up spilling more than he got into the cap though.
“Sorry.” He cleaned up the spilt soda with his sleeve.
Sage waited, not moving while Drew cleaned up. When the sleeved arm was removed, Sage approached the bottle cap. It came up to just below his knees. He looked up at Drew skeptically, but bent down and dipped a finger into the bubbly liquid.
He tasted the liquid and blinked in surprise. It was very sweet. He cupped up a handful of the soda and got a good mouthful of it. The bubbles felt weird in his mouth. He could feel them rising up and tickling at his tongue and popping on the rough of his mouth. He swallowed, and immediately burped.
“Sorry.” Sage said. This was followed immediately by a hiccup.
“Hmm,” Drew said. “Maybe you shouldn’t be drinking soda.”
Sage hiccupped in response.
“Yup, no more soda for you.”
Sy: Wow, he's a lightweight. XD
Zeke: Well, you were like that when you first drank soda.
Sy: Wow, he's a lightweight. XD
Zeke: Well, you were like that when you first drank soda.
Awww! ;D Seriously though so cute. I'm glad they're making friends.
Is it weird that I think Drew is the adorable one in this story? He's just a dork. He's adorkable.
Not at all weird. Drew's definitely a dork, and honestly he'd probably admit that to anyone who asked. Sage is mostly cute just cause he's small, and he doesn't really like being called cute.
Aw their so cute, it kinda reminds me of the scene from 'The BFG' when Sophie tried frobscottle.
in a way, I'm glad there's a week between chapters. this much adorableness all in one go would be dangerous