[ WP ] Much like animals , humans go through a mating season . For most if the year we all go about our lives without any sex-drive . Then , for two weeks every year , the hormones rage .

& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' Captain, we've discovered the discrepancy.'' 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' On screen,'' eagerly replied Feltch. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Intercepted frequencies were projected onto the fore window, treating the bridge to a view of a domicile very much like the ones the human crew could call home, if only older fashioned. It had a roof, windows, and doors, but it was tethered to wires and sheltered a wheeled vehicle. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' Very picturesque, Android 18.'' remarked the captain, `` But I do n't see anything out of the ordinary.'' 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' I advise you continue watching, Captain,'' replied the android. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Another car entered the picture, pulling astride the seeming home. From it emerged what also seemed very much like a human male bearing a box. The creature strode up to the door and rang its bell. The door opened and inside was yet another human male. The view switched to that from inside the house, looking towards the open door. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' Someone order a pizza?'' asked the man holding the box. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' A pizza?'' repeated the captain, incredulous. He turned to his second in command with a look of annoyance in his face. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' Please, sir,'' said the android, motioning towards the screen, `` you are about to miss the discrepancy.'' 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; The captain turned his head around just in time to come face-to-face with the two men in each other's arms, kissing, the foodstuff having completely disappeared. Feltch was transfixed by the graven image. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' Android 18, is it that week on this planet?'' Clothes flickered past on screen as the human men were quickly exposing themselves in a frenzied state. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' Surprisingly no, captain,'' replied the android, `` Carnal reenactments such as you see before you are commonplace on this planet, and are not restricted to a mating cycle. I have calculated that several petacubits of this form of entertainment flows around the planet through its data infrastructure at all hours, non-stop. Traces of it are found in every facet of the planet's everyday society.'' 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; The captain stoically considered the android's findings, framed by an undulating mountain of flesh. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' You mean to say—'' 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' That they do it all the time, sir? Yes. These are not your people. We are in an alternate universe.'' 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; The captain's head lowered. He turned back towards his crew, now witnessing a resplendent display of probes disappearing into so many moaning holes. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp;'' Poor bastards.''
