Imagine being a borrower, about three inches tall. Three inches tall, with bright red hair that never blends into the shadows properly. Bright red hair, and living inside a restaurant filled with children and animatronics every day of the week.

Fritz Smith has always been someone who sees the better side of things. That extended toward humans and a few inventions they've created, a reason why coding managed to appear on his list of mastered skills he can perform. But even with a bright outlook, not everything can be what you wish for it to be. And that extends to when attempting to help those who might not even consider you a true person.

Especially when that person is David Harrison.

Please take note 'Irish Jig' is a loving nickname given to the character Fritz Smith by Mike Schmidt, and to show this is based around the Video Game Fanatic AU, we placed said nickname in the title. We don't mean to offend anyone in anyway, simply add an aspect we enjoy of the characters created.


NOT SUITABLE FOR ALL AGES

WARNINGS
Frequent cursing
Mentions of mistreatment toward a lesser being
Mentions of not respecting a lesser being and/or not treating them as an equal

DISCLAIMER
This is based upon the video game franchise Five Nights At Freddy's, all rights for the characters and the world they interact inside belong solely to Scott Cawthon. We own nothing but the writing.
This is based upon the novel
The Borrowers, all rights concerning the concept applied belong solely to Mary Norton. We own nothing but the writing.
Please give credit to those who deserve it. Thank you.


Fritz Smith emits an evil laugh as he stands before the computer, keyboard longer than he was tall by at least three sitting before him.

Well, not really for him, more for David Harrison, but it was the same! More or less...

The redhead glares at the reminder that he was considered inferior to humans simply because he was just under three inches tall. Even though he spoke English, had an Irish accent, knew coding forwards and backwards, had wishes and dreams, and even scaled up cliffs most humans never even dreamed of climbing.

But okay! All of that was thrown away all because someone can just grab him with one hand-!

The teenager suddenly tenses, glancing around the small office to see if any said human heard his thoughts and therefore appear out of thin air.

After it was clear no one was inside the office, he then quickly begins to type, leaping from letter to letter. It makes him both frustrated and relieved when his minuscule weight doesn't press a key down again after his initial jump. He meant, he was small, but he didn't think he was that small. At least it didn't make fifteen slashes appear.

As the rest if the coding appears, Fritz couldn't help but wonder in his thoughts, not quite understanding what made his mum so worried about trying to help Mr. Harrison with the slow computer. The human was always screaming at the animatronics at midnight, so he had at least twenty minutes before he came back.

And, well, maybe he can show the humans he wasn't just a pest...

"Ta da!"

The borrower grins with pride as he steps back from his work, jumping onto the enter key and sending the newly typed coding into the giant computer.

Now it wouldn't take as long to process, and it had an easier time pulling up different tabs, not to mention doesn't overheat dangerously, or-

Fritz suddenly stiffens, feeling the air bend around something massive moving behind him, the bright red tuffs of hair waving in a subtle breeze too small for any human to feel.

Those green eyes then glance behind him, unable to help himself as frightful tears bloom in his eyes.

"H-H-Hello, Mr. H-H-H-H-Harrison."

David only stares down at the thing that just addressed him by name.

He was expecting Eggs attempting to scare him. Maybe even Scott waiting so he can actually talk and have a good report other than 'You're help isn't needed'. Or, God forbid, Mike wanting another 'conversation' with him.

But this? Something that looks and talks human, and yet the size of what he wishes time and time again for Mike to be so he can squash the infuriating man like the little bug he is?

"I really need to get away from all this bullshit," the business man finally growls as he reaches for the item, chalking the voice to be his frustration from the idiotic people he's forced to hire.

This was nothing more than a worthless toy some snotty little kid left on his desk. He'll have to start locking his goddamn-

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

Fritz covers his head in fear as he sprints away, unable to help the tears blossoming as he stares at his goal to escape this nightmare alive.

He doesn't know why the human tried to grab him, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was getting to the cords connecting the computer, sliding to the ground safely and going home to never leave the tiny little space in the walls.

He was lucky David was surprised by him moving, those earthquake-like footsteps stumbling backwards when the thing he was trying to grab and throw away came to life.

The redhead chances one glance behind him, tears streaming down his face in pure terror at seeing the hand taller than him reaching out faster than he could ever imagine.

But just as David reaches him, fingers moving forward to wrap around his prize, Fritz leaps over the back of the desk.

…shit did he just kill it?

David can't help but immediately move to the other side of the desk, eyes scanning the few cords standing right where the tiny little form disappeared from.

All he could make out was a flash of red disappearing into a hole in the wall.

"DAMN IT!"

He just made something that could've made him a millionaire go! Fuck being a good samaritan and wanting to make sure it was okay, he just let the impossible disappear on him!

A bit frustrated with the whole thing, the business man storms back to his seat and sits in his leather chair before tapping on the mouse to wake up his crappy computer.

He couldn't help thinking back toward the annoying little pest running away from him.

Thinking it over, it might be a pest. Allowing a tiny little thing like that get away was most likely going to infest every single inch of his pizzeria. Something that small could only mean trouble, no matter how much it looked like a human.

Gross how it was standing on his desk, but at least he knows to get an exterminator over as soon as-

David freezes when something catches the corner of his eye, looking over to see something embedded into the wood. Great, now something else the little thing does to ruin his life.

But just as he recognizes the object as a paperclip with a long string tied to it, Fritz realized he left the one thing he needed in order to survive in the hands of a human who knew he existed.

The redhead skids to a halt at that, breathing heavily as he looks back at the pitch black tunnel stretched before him.

He didn't want to go back. Going back meant getting caught. And as much as he wanted to believe humans were good and would actually see borrowers as people too, the display proved to him everything he thought was wrong.

Humans were ungrateful. Humans were awful. Humans were selfish. Humans only wanted to use him. And the man he had grown to respect by watching him from the walls as he singlehandedly runs a five star children's restaurant was nothing more than another one of those ungrateful, awful, selfish humans.

He'll just have to make another grappling hook. And stay inside his home at Fazbear's Entertainment Center. Show David Harrison who really runs this restaurant.