[ WP ] A small group of researchers on Mars begin detecting Oxygen in the air . They trace the source to a leak . A pipe leak .

`` This is your alien pipe, is it?'' Astronaut Mike Dexter looked at the steel tube with feigned interest. It looked like any tube he'd seen, but it seemed impolite to say nothing of it. 
 
 `` It is.'' Replied the stocky red alien. `` That's your alien ship?'' 
 
 Mike looked at the direction of the alien's finger and nodded. `` Oh yes.'' 
 
 The two beings stood awkwardly next to one another for a moment. 
 
 `` Uh,'' Mike looked at the leaking pipe. `` I should probably report the existence of you to my home planet.'' 
 
 `` Oh, right!'' The alien said. `` Of course, no problem, go ahead, it is n't rude to leave mid-conversation or anything-'' 
 
 `` Do n't be like- hey, do n't be like that.'' 
 
 The alien folded two pairs of arms across its chest. `` Well, now I do n't even *want* to fix the leak.'' 
 
 `` Wo n't your people die if you do n't?'' 
 
 The alien grunted. After a moment, it waddled to the pipe and began banging it. 
 
 `` Wow now, that's not gon na fix it. Let me help.'' Mike walked over and got on his knees. He then proceeded to begin banging the pipe. 
 
 `` So,'' the alien leaned in. `` Want a drink?'' 
 
 `` Sure.'' Mike said, banging away. 
 
 `` Kidding, old Mars joke, there's no water here.'' 
 
 `` Oh.'' 
 
 `` Yeah. I hope you people do n't need it to live?'' 
 
 `` We do.'' Mike said. `` It's a shame, but, we do.'' 
 
 `` Well,'' the alien looked at the pipe. `` I'd say that's a job well done.'' 
 
 Mike looked at the pipe, noticing there was an even larger leak than it was before he began hitting it. 
 
 `` I'll get going then.'' 
 
 `` Carry on.''
