It was a random planet, in a random galaxy, at a random time. The planet was lush with greenery, and the air was thick with humidity. Two chubby gay men, Remy and Evan, stood on the surface of the planet, staring up at the sky.
They had arrived on the planet in their spaceship, which was now parked a few hundred yards away. The planet had been discovered by accident, as they were passing through the galaxy on a routine mission. But something about the planet had caught their attention, and they had decided to explore it further.
As they walked through the dense foliage, they came across a strange object. It was a small, metallic cube, about the size of a Rubik’s cube. It had no markings or symbols on it, and it emitted a faint hum.
Remy and Evan were both intrigued by the object, and they decided to take it back to their ship for further analysis.
Back on their spaceship, they spent hours studying the object. They tried to open it, but it seemed to be sealed shut. They tried to scan it, but their instruments could not penetrate its surface.
As they worked, Remy and Evan grew closer. They had been in a relationship for several years, but their work often kept them apart. Now, on this isolated planet, they had nothing but each other.
They would take breaks from their work to cuddle and kiss, and they would talk about their dreams and fears. They were happy to be together, even if it was just for a short time.
Days turned into weeks, and they still had not made any progress with the object. But they were not discouraged. They were content to be on the planet, exploring and learning, and most of all, being together.
One night, as they lay in bed, Remy had an idea. He suggested that they try to communicate with the object, to see if it had any intelligence or sentience.
Evan thought it was a long shot, but he was willing to try anything. They spent the next few days trying to send signals to the object, using their own technology and language.
And then, one day, they received a response.
The object had detected their signals, and it had responded in kind. They could not understand the language, but they could sense that the object was trying to communicate with them.
Over the next few weeks, Remy and Evan worked tirelessly to decipher the object’s language. It was slow and difficult work, but they were determined.
And then, finally, they had a breakthrough. They had figured out the language, and they could communicate with the object.
The object was a probe, sent out by an advanced civilization on the other side of the galaxy. It had been searching for intelligent life, and it had detected the signals from Remy and Evan’s ship.
The probe had been dormant for centuries, waiting for a response. And now, it had found what it was looking for.
Remy and Evan were ecstatic. They had made contact with an alien civilization, and they had done it together. They hugged and kissed, tears streaming down their faces.
As they worked to send a response to the probe, they knew that their lives would never be the same. They had found something truly extraordinary, and they had found it together.
And they knew, deep down, that they would always be chubby gay men, exploring the universe and discovering new wonders, together.
