[ WP ] Daft Punk are actually aliens sent to mind control Earth 's Population with their catchy electronic beats . You are a suspicious fan who catches onto their plan after witnessing something odd .

`` These backstage passes are, like, totally rad man!'' 
 
 `` I know right? We can totally see their whole DJ set up!'' 
 
 `` Damn look at all those wires, you'd think they would have some wireless gear.'' 
 
 `` Guess they cant groove too much back there, might get tangled.'' 
 
 `` Oh definitely'' Federico let out a chuckle. He was too busy getting down too the catchy tunes from his idolized duo to give a shit about what Hugo was saying. 
 
 As he was dancing about, he caught a glimpse of a trail of wire leading up to one of the suits. Aside from where the input appeared to be, a tiny blue light flashed. 
 
 `` What's that?'' asked Federico, pointing at the light with the consistent flash. 
 
 `` What? This music man..'' 
 
 `` That!'' he exclaimed pointing with more emphasis. 
 
 `` Oh. I dunno man, probably AC charger. Those suits can be awfully hot.'' 
 
 `` Sounds plausible I guess'' and at that he put it out of mind and continued to dance and wiggle his booty. 
 
 
 The show, unfortunately, has come to a close, and everyone starts to gather their things and composure from losing themselves to dance. 
 
 `` Hey let's try to get an autograph'' said Federico, unconvinced of the ac adapter. 
 
 `` Sure. I like Daft Punk. They are so cool.'' 
 
 `` Shut up Hugo.'' 
 
 `` Okie Dokie.'' 
 
 As they sneak down the corridors and past the lazy bouncers chattering about wuz good, they spot the Daft Punk dressing room, unguarded. As they approach the door, they turn and look behind them. A beige wall in the distance. Focus returns to the door. 
 
 `` Should we knock?'' asked Hugo. 
 
 `` No, pick the fucking lock stupid.'' retorted Federico 
 
 `` Okay'' 
 
 `` No stop I was n't serious. It was sarcasm dumdum. Man you're denser than a neutron star.'' 
 
 But before Hugo could process the words and figure out what exactly Federico was saying, the lock had been picked and they were already peering into their pre-show sanctuary. 
 
 In the reflection of the mirror, they could vividly see both bodies propped 30 degrees off the vertical axis. But they could n't be bothered with what angle their bodies were fixed, the two were visually alarmed at what appeared to be vivisections of the bodies of the disco duo. 
 
 `` The fuck?'' Hugo reacted. 
 
 `` What the fuck is inside? I'm more confused than i should be disgusted.'' Federico analyzed. 
 
 `` It's metal?'' 
 
 `` Yes, Titanium alloy to be specific.'' A voice came from the blind corner that the had blocked off. 
 
 Two tiny, grey beings with a hint of a melancholy blue blended in approached. With a flick of the wrist, the door promptly slammed shut. The two humans opposite stood absolutely mortified. 
 
 `` I fucking knew it.'' muttered Federico. 
 
 `` Bullshit, you did n't say anything.'' 
 
 `` Know what, earthlings?'' inquired one of them. 
 
 `` Well I saw a wire with an adapter leading into your suite. What was that?'' asked Federico. 
 
 `` Oh, it's for air conditioning. It's an awfully hot suit.'' replied the other being. 
 
 `` So what happens now?'' asked Federico nervously. 
 
 `` Well we can kill you.'' A bone chilling shiver ran down their spines. 
 
 `` Or sign a couple autographs and you could not tell anyone'' 
 
 `` Dude, the second one'' said Hugo. 
 
 `` Yeah can we?'' 
 
 `` Alright'' The two alien beings got back in their suits, took some photos and signed them instantly because they were so cool and used a Polaroid. All seemed well and they were just about to part. 
 
 `` Wait.'' The alien duo raised up a little metal cylinder that had a neat sliding technique. 
 
 `` Is that the thing from Men In Bl..'' 
 
 And just like that a bright flash went off from the red strip. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

