G/T[Mostly Borrower] Oneshots !!

HEH?

tw: war mentions & mentions of dehumanization. i genuinely think thats it?? oh and accidental fearplay || human!techno, borrower!clingyduo + mentions of other mcyt

————— TECHNOBLADE POV

Techno sighed, stepping into his home and closing the door. He stared into the home, the same way as he left it last time he came back from the war.

Except this time, he was back for good.

It was an odd feeling, knowing that somehow . . . someway, they won to the giants.

Even Technoblade, the senior general, had been shocked.

All humans had been fighting for was the /right/ to live. Sure, humans had made settlements in secret away from the giant communities. But most humans ended up as pets or slaves for giants.

If he was to speak for himself, Techno wasn't a fan of being considered lesser-than.

It was one thing to be in a state of power because others agreed to it; another to be just by species.

Humans where unable to do anything about it for centuries due to giants towering above them at ridiculous heights, very little to be done against a foe like that.

Yet many human societies banded together to create an army. Turns out, human's had a lot of things giant's didn't. Like adrenaline, a notable level of craftiness and general physical strength for their size.

And yet when the commanding officer for the giant army admitted defeat, a wave of shock was sent through the army.

And thats how he ended up back at his makeshift home, just. . staring.

Wondering if this was real.

If it was all some faux-reality, a dream perhaps?

Yet something stood out as odd.

He stopped "just staring", noticing random things out of place, different from where he left them. Techno had a keen memory when he wished, and he knew he didn't leave that lamp there.

Now that was. . . strange.

Unsurprisingly, he didn't have any pets. Most pets were giant sized, not human sized.

And getting a bug didn't seem pleasant.

So what the hell is going on.

Techno paused, realizing it was probably his imagination. Still wondering if his reality is- well, real or not.

. . .

Now, being raised a survivor, trained into a warrior, and having fought in many battles, doesn't leave you unaware. So when a tiny flash of green darted under the couch, he immediately turned and walked over to it.

Nothing seemed unusual around the couch itself, but he had yet to look under the couch.

Admittedly shoulda been his first move but whatever.

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. .

. . .

"Heh?"

————— TOMMY POV

Tommy had just been borrowing from the abandoned human's house as of usual. It was perfect, food outside and nick-knacks here. The human rarely came back letting them be mostly safe.

And yet today, middle of borrowing mind you, he heard the familiar sound of thundering footsteps, a large door opening before closing it and the booming footsteps ceased. Only loud, heavy breathing reverberated through the small cabin.