Disclaimer: I do not any any way own the GEICO gecko!
This was written for the fanfic_bakeoff community at LiveJournal. The prompt was "tangle" and the requirement that it be between 100 and 300 words.
Title: Help! I need somebody!
Fandom: television commercial
Rating: G
Word count: 298
Summary: He never should have agreed to this.
Help! I need somebody!
Martin looked down at his feet. How in the world had he allowed them to talk him into this? He didn't know anything about shoes! What possessed them to give a gecko who'd never worn clothing an oversized suit and lace-up shoes?
He sighed as he stared at the tangled mass. He had no clue how he was supposed to tie them so they were nice and neat with little bows. Not only were they a mess, somehow he'd managed to knot his laces together so he couldn't move. So here he was, stuck, in a suit that was too large for him and footwear he couldn't get out of. Apparently, while the suit was too big, the shoes were too small. At least he hoped they weren't supposed to hurt like they did.
"Hey, somebody help me!" the small representative for GEICO cried out. "I've got a commercial to shoot!"
"There you are!" the salesman exclaimed. "Wow, you look great! I told you that was a good idea!"
"Ummmm," Martin started. "Don't you have slip-on shoes or something?" 'Preferably on the next planet,' he thought. "I can't walk in these."
The salesman looked at the tangled shoelaces and then tugged at them, succeeding only in pulling the distressed gecko off of his feet. "I know! I'll take you home with me! Gina will be able to help."
'Gina?' the gecko thought. Though before he had a chance to respond, he'd been picked up and dropped into the man's pocket.
"Daddy!" were the next words he heard as he was pulled out.
"Look, Gina! I need…"
Martin passed out as the chubby fist snatched him and then shook him up and down. The last thing he remembered was, "You were supposed to get me Ken, not a lizard!"