When Zara, an ambitious astronaut, sets foot on the moon to be the first human to play golf, she doesn't expect to meet Bloop, an eccentric alien with his own version of the game. From rocky clashes to shared laughter, the duo discovers the universe's greatest lesson: friendships can form in the unlikeliest places, even on a makeshift golf course amongst the stars.
Zara hurtled toward the moon, her heart racing. This was her moment! She'd trained her whole life to be the first human to play golf on the lunar surface. With her sparkling, diamond-studded driver, she struck the ball with finesse, watching it glide gracefully.
But then, Twinkle-whack! Out of nowhere, another ball ricocheted from the opposite direction, intercepting hers.
Zara's excitement turned to exasperation. "Who on Earth—no, who on MOON—did that?" she huffed, scanning the horizon.
Not too far away, a bizarre-looking alien with three eyes was holding neon golf clubs, his body wobbling like jelly on toast. "Oopsy, daisy!" The alien's three eyes blinked in surprise. "Erm, hello! Name's Bloop," he called out, slightly wary.
"Hello? HELLO?" Zara fumed, walking over with a pronounced stomp. "This was supposed to be my grand lunar golf moment! And you ruined it!"
"Oh, um, I'm from Planet Plinko," Bloop stuttered, extending one of his five hands, hoping to ease the tension. "I’ve been golfing here for ages! I thought I was the only one."
Zara crossed her arms, skeptical. "Plinko? Never heard of it."
"Well, it's a bit out of this galaxy," Bloop said with a nervous chuckle. "Would you like to see my golf course? Perhaps we could play together?"
Zara's feet sank into the moon's gray dust as she followed Bloop. Her skepticism was palpable. How good could a golf course made by this jellified alien really be?
Bloop proudly showcased the Crater Caddy, which seemed like a zigzag maze through the moon's rugged surface. Next was the Meteorite Mash, where the aim was to dodge flying space dust on the way to the hole. Zara struggled, her balls either spiraling into space or bouncing off the complicated obstacles.
"Oh, come on! This isn't golf; it's chaos!” Zara groaned after her ball sliced into a mini asteroid shower in the "Galactic Guffaw" hole.
Attempting to lighten the mood, Bloop pointed to the Earth, shimmering in the distance. "You know, Zara, from this angle, Earth looks like one big golf ball, waiting to be hit into the cosmic cup."
Zara blinked and then burst into laughter. The visualization was hilariously accurate. "And I suppose Plinko looks like a rogue golf club?" she countered, winking at Bloop.
Bloop chortled, “Just the kind to make a universal hole-in-one!”
As they continued, Zara had to admit Bloop’s course was clever. It was outlandish, unpredictable, and demanding—a fun challenge. But more than that, the alien’s wit and humor began to win her over.
However, as they proceeded, she became frustrated: Bloop, used to the light gravity, would often float mid-air, taking leisurely swings, while Zara was stuck to the ground. This playful yet clear advantage made Zara feel like a fish out of water.
"Not fair!" she protested after Bloop effortlessly knocked the ball into the cup on the 10th hole, "Starlight Swing".
Bloop, noticing her frustration, decided to level the playing field. "How about we switch? I'll play grounded, and you can try my anti-gravity boots," he offered.
Zara was surprised, but excitedly took him up on the offer. Trying out Bloop's boots, she found herself floating, the sensation surreal. The next hole had them both in fits of laughter as Bloop wobbled on the ground, tripping over his own feet, while Zara flailed through the air, struggling to control her new airborne moves.
As they 'walked in each other’s shoes'—or rather, floated and stumbled in them—the competitive edge began to dissolve, replaced by mutual respect and understanding.
That evening, while sitting on the moon's surface, watching Earth's blue glow, Zara admitted, "You know, Bloop, I was really annoyed when we first met. But I'm glad you crashed my party."
Bloop's eyes twinkled. "Zara, we might come from different worlds, but up here, it's just you, me, and the vast universe."
Time flew, and soon, Zara was preparing to return to Earth. They had one hole left—the "End-of-the-Universe Edge." It was the trickiest and most challenging of Bloop's creations. But instead of trying to outdo each other, Zara had an idea.
"Bloop, let's do this one together," she suggested.
Their balls soared toward the pin in harmony. One from an overly-competitive Earthling golfer, the other from a goofy, jelly-like alien with a knack for golf course design. Against the galaxy's odds, the perfect pair.
As Zara's spaceship roared to life, she promised to visit Plinko to taste their famous "Ringos," a donut-like delicacy famous throughout the universe. Bloop promised to explore Earth's oceans with Zara and learn to "hang ten" on a surfboard.
As she sped toward home, a smile stretched across Zara's face. "How the heck is Bloop going to surf in anti-gravity boots?" she laughed.
And so, in the vast silence of space, two once-strangers had crafted an interstellar bond—one that resonated across planets, echoing the beauty of shared laughter and the magic of new perspectives.
An astronaut meets an alien and they become fast friends, teaching one another about where they are from. They find they have more in common than they have differences. By: John A., – NY, NY
The moon with a golf flag sticking out of it floating in space with twinkling stars. Cartoon-style illustration.