gecko’s chaos and reblogs

Imagine an alien species that evolved to be semi-aquatic watching humans (a species evolved to climb and run on land) jump eagerly into the water to swim with them. No safety equipment, no flotation devices, just a thin modesty suit and sheer glee.

And humans, by the alien’s standards, are terrible at swimming. Just…truly awful. They can’t hold their breath for long, their bones and muscles are dense, their lungs make them too buoyant, their hair creates drag, their gangly limbs are slow and clumsy, and they can’t open their eyes underwater because the water will hurt them.

And yet the human laughs and splashes with their alien friend and alien can’t help but marvel as the human seems to adapt in real time right in front of their eyes.

The human streamlines themself to glide through the water as best they can, trying their best to turn their grasping hands into paddles, their feet into flippers. The human watches and copies how the alien moves and mimics them, learns and copies them until they move almost gracefully.

Are treated almost like... PETS??

Hear me out, NONE of them actually work like they are supposed to. One has a cracked wheel and makes horrible noises, other one will lower itself randomly, a lot of them lift only if you wiggle them in specific ways–

The point is, you rather quickly pick a favorite. And will look out for it CONSTANTLY or else it gets snatched within minutes.

That leads to me finding some interesting quotations written over these guys. Like:

"I will BREAK YOUR LEGS if you touch him."

"This one belongs to Matt. TO MATT."

"My precious boy."