Confusion by Kelral Orlyana
Chapter Notes:-
The Tok'ra have evacuated to Earth as their base was attacked, some symbiotes had to be removed from their hosts for some reason or another. This is one symbiote's experience on Earth.
Warning: -
Symbiote is slightly…'stupid' and 'hungry'…
Confusion
Fish! Fish! Excitement made the little symbiote squirm as he stared at the multi-coloured fishes swimming in the tank beside him. In his excitement he head-butted the side of his tank; he squealed with unhappiness and shook his head to shake away the pain. He swam side to side and analysed the fishes beside him. His small red eyes saw the lid open and he leapt from his tank to the fish. His jaws widened as he closed in on the fish and…
BANG!
He hit something solid. He squealed as pain flared through his mouth and head before he landed. He shook his head and then tilted it to the side as he scanned the fish. Why are humans so cruel?! Such tasty fish within reach and I can't…
His head tilted to the side as he suddenly noticed something.
Wait…
He leaned forward to see better as he was natural short sighted. His small, almost useless eyes noticed something about the fish that he had not noticed before.
They flickered.
Magic fish? He asked confused.
He pushed his head forward and met the tank that held the fish, only the glass felt warm and overheated.
Why aren't the fish dead?
He slithered around the tank and frowned. The fish only showed up on one side and the tank was thin and was clearly not large enough to hold anything alive.
The fish aren't real?
He tapped his jaw against the glass once more.
Humans! Their so mean! They show me fishes but they don't give me fishes!
A sound had him turned and glaring around the room, but his weak vision meant he could not decipher where the sound had come from.
I want those fishes!
He glared at the screen and bopped his head against it again. Suddenly the fishes vanished and the screen was black.
No fishes.
Realisation began to come over him.
It was trick!
No fishes!
No fishes!
Fishes!
This time there was no missing the sounds that came from behind him.
Laughter.
Someone was laughing at him.
Red eyes glared around the room.
Give me fishes!
"Oh Malek, you are just so adorable." Martouf stated, his tone full of laughter as he finally approached. The little symbiote glared at the Tok'ra approaching and hissed.
Fishes.
The tone was a warning tone but the Tok'ra and humans laughed loudly at his expense.
"They're not real."
Malek embarrassed curled up and hid his head in his coils.
No fishes?
"No fishes." Martouf confirmed. "They are projected from Tau'ri technology."
Malek paused for a second and looked to be in deep thought.
So…
…humans…
…have no fishes?
The Tok'ra laughed at his expense and Malek vowed never to visit Earth again and never to speak of his experience again. And from that day on he could be heard cursing the Tau'ri, their technology and their lack of fish. (much to his kin's humour.)
Author Note:-
I…Er…Don't quite know where this came from… O.O
:D
