Like all irritable lifeforms, humans have a sense of curiosity and aggression, which them to spend countless hours to invent The Teleporters, a series of massive constructional architectures spread throughout the galaxy. With these intricate complexities of gyrokinetics, science, engineering, and machinery, humans can, like a worm hole, bend space to lessen a distance to get to their destinations.
One day, while test-driving the Teleporter for the Gamma Cluster, a couple of scientist discovered a quaint little world, encircled by a gloriously enticing moon. The scientists reported their discovery in tabloids, articles, verbal conversations, and cyber-messages. By this astonishing planetary discovery, we humans can now find out if we are not the only organics in The Final Frontier. Whilst the humans gloat on spite that they found the planet before it found them, two residents, lovers, catch a glimpse of a strange ship hurtling rapidly onward their direction. One resident enlists to protect their country, their world, their lover.

(I am Fluttershy, and my suitor hasn't came back in months. I'm starting to think that she'll never come back)