[ WP ] An alien race starts to colonize Mars . They completely ignore humanity on Earth and just go about their business .

The cylindrical star-cruiser settled into a standard orbit around the fourth planet. Its large shielded viewing deck positioned for a prime view and opened the heavy metal shutters. Three figures stood silhouetted behind the glass. 
 
 “ Oh Zarkou! It ’ s perfect, ” We exclaimed. 
 
 Zarkou leaned toward her and muttered about not acting over anxious, but their companion sniffed the air, devouring her pheromones, and smiled. The price had just doubled and Zarkou knew it. 
 
 The tacky little planet agent, brimming with confidence, stepped in front of the couple and gave the details of the planet. How its gravity and temperature were a perfect match for their home world. The atmospheric pressure was perfect and the views… oh the views. 
 
 “ How much are we talking about, ” Zarkou begrudgingly asked. 
 
 “ 8000 tonnes is the asking price and I ’ m going be honest, I have other interested parties. ” 
 
 Zarkou hung his head. That was a lot of ore; far above his budget. “ What about the neighbourhood? ” 
 
 “ Nothing to be concerned about. It has a young star and very little impact threats. You neighbour, the fifth planet is a gas giant that gobbles up all kinds of comets, asteroids, everything. Very stable orbit. ” 
 
 “ I don ’ t know. What about that shit-hole we flew by coming in. The one with all the space junk orbiting. That looks like trouble, ” Zarkou replied. 
 
 “ No worries, my good Fortong the residents are self-destructive and I believe their lease is almost up. Every once in a while they lob a probe over here but, the species is so fragile… ” 
 
 “ I don ’ t want any probes in my back yard. Probes portend exploration, and we all know what that means, ” Zarkou argued. 
 
 “ Not so, not so, ” the agent replied. “ They have practally given up on space exploration, and it looks like they are stoically awaiting their fate. I can scan the contract with an exit clause for another 500 tonnes, if it will make you feel better. ” 
 
 We placed three appendages on her torso and grimaced. Zarkou rubbed her back. Pregnancy was difficult on Fortong females and this sixty-year jaunt into the wild outback was a risky move. Separation could happen any time now and without a frozen place to call home, the family would be doomed to a cheap rock trillions of kilometres from anything. 
 
 “ I ’ m a little worried that it ’ s not big enough, ” We managed. 
 
 “ Oh honey, there is plenty of room, ” Zarkou comforted. 
 
 “ So we have a deal? ” 
 
 “ We ’ ll take it, ” Zarkou replied. 
 
 We burst into excitement. She opened her over coat to reveal millions of little smiling faces attached to her torso. Zarkou made disgusting kissing sounds to his children and the agent rolled his eye and looked away. 
 
 
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