Jake From State Farm x Everything

A Gecko is a Man's Best Friend

It had been some time since Jake's former lover, Cockroach, was crushed under the weight of a flip flop while staring at hot babes at the local pool. Cockroach had told Jake at the beginning of their relationship that he had he could control people's emotions, and he used his powers to calm the locals. Jake believed this is what Cockroach was doing while staring at the shirtless men and scantily clad women. Jake watched as he was squished. Cockroach never truly cared for Jake. His death was simply karma. However, Cockroach's ignorance was unbeknownst to Jake. Jake was taking his death very hard. He was in therapy. For about two months before the pain became unbearable and he attempted suicide. As he brought a gun to his head, the Geico gecko slithered in between his head and the gun, taking the bullet. Jake was utterly confused, as he had never seen the big eyed lizard before. The gecko writhed on the ground, his body regenerating. He stood up after 5 minutes of squirming on the ground.
"Hello, Jake. I've been sent by your therapist."
He waddled off into the kitchen without any further explanation. Jake chased after him, yelling "Wait!" He had many questions- How did he get in? How did his body regenerate? Why was he sent here- all questions that would never be answered.

The next day, Jake woke up, thinking the odd Lizard has been a dream.
He no longer had suicidal thoughts. He rolled out of bed, and to his surprise, there was a doll house in front of his closet. He picked it up and yote it across the room in confusion.
"I hope they had State Farm home insurance."
The gecko Jake saw last night opened the small door, rubbing his head.
"Mate, why did you throw my house? I'm here to help!"
"I think the real question is who are you, small, large eyed, green man?"
"I'm the Geico gecko, you bumbling idiot!"
"Geico? What's that?"
"Jake, Jake, Jake... you really don't know me, do you? Well, I retired from doing commercials for Geico and moved into my own place. I started employment with my therapist, and he'd give me therapy in exchange for my work. He dispatched me as an emotional support animal, and here I am now. You can just call me Geico."

Over the next month, Jake and Geico had grown very close, becoming the best of friends. Geico would go on a series of adventures with Jake, helping him find love. He served as Jake's conscience, almost. Jake was no longer having therapy sessions, for Geico had healed his soul.

- Bar Jar Boinks