I wouldn’t want them any other way.
Humans are difficult creatures; I can never understand them. They are terrifying yet pathetic, merciful and wrathful, capable of great cruelty and the most beautiful signs of compassion. They are the species that kill each other yet would die for each other it just makes no sense!
I remember the time my home planet had gone to war against the human’s in the chance to colonize another world, we knew about the human’s hunger for conquest so we were ready to fight for the right to this planet, and for a while, we did just that… and the battle was terrible. Both of us had mayor loses as I, at the time a mere private, trembled behind our walls as the enemy fire blasted close by. Hell really exists and its called war.
But suddenly it all stopped, everyone was silent and all of us looked at each other, confused as to why the humans suddenly stopped. A small voice was heard from beyond the battlefield and soon a whole chorus erupted from the human camp. It is deeply discouraged for us soldiers to keep our universal translators on while on the battlefield, something about pity distracting you, but I was too curious about the human song coming from beyond our camp, everyone seemed just as interested as they waited for my reaction to their sound. My crying wasn’t something they where expecting from me.
“They are singing of love, they are singing of peace about their waiting mothers and lovers and children, none of the songs are they same constantly changing yet they are singing for home. How can the so-called monster of the universe mourn this way?” I wept as most other privates turned their own translators to hear the songs for themselves, the older soldiers nodding along as if in respect, they have been on a war before so they out of all of us knew what the humans were going through. One of the younger soldiers stood and sang one of our own songs and most of us joined him, the humans quieted for a moment as if to understand what we were doing before singing again with more force. For 3 days there is nothing but singing as well as chatting and games once we both had the courage to emerge and meet at the center. We were all taken away and replace the next day, for what is the use of soldiers who couldn’t fight?
But it eventually happened again, and again, and even the human leaders seemed annoyed at the quick befriending rate of our species. Almost 4 cycles after the war did our governments ended on an agreement, both would have ownership of the planet and both species would live freely on it as part of an alliance, see if our species was truly compatible to live in relative peace.
It’s been 15 cycles since that day in the battlefield, it’s been 19 cycles since that godforsaken war and exactly 24 human cycles for the sweet sleeping human at my side, the love of my life and my soon to be spouse. Humans are difficult and weird creatures but just as I nuzzle my love and they sigh in appreciation I realize, I wouldn’t want them any other way.
