Pulling her arm from out of the tank, the little girl slides the lid back on her glass habitat after setting down the little newborn she’d taken out the night before.
“Those nutrients will make you a super pet!” She shouts, watching the parents finally reconnect with their baby.
“Anyway,” the girl says, sounding bored, “What are the rest of you guys up to?”
Stepping over a few feet to observe the little colony of creatures, she scratches her head.
“Why do you all keep doing that?!” The girl cries. “Stop splitting up!”
Since she first got them, the creatures have shown a tendency to huddle together in small groups. Some are lighter colored, and some are darker, and they seem to prefer grouping with those they resemble.
“You guys are sooooo weird,” the girl says to them. “You know you’re all the same little things, right?”
Looking back to a bookshelf against the wall, the girl grabs the instruction booklet that came with her pets’ terrarium. Opening it up, she turns to the pages that cover their interactions with one another.
“The creatures will have a tendency to keep close proximity with ones that look most like them.” She reads. “Do not worry if they display this behavior, as it is expected of them.”
Taking a moment to look at the tank again, the little girl shuts the booklet.
“Huh! Well I guess it’s normal after all, weirdos! But just so you guys know, I think that’s pretty dumb. You’re all made of the same stuff.” She says, sliding the booklet back in its spot on the shelf. “Anyway, its sleepy time! Good night little ones.”
Flicking off the light, the girl throws the wide veil over the dome and crawls into bed.