Jiminy, the alien, was a pale green guy who had a gardening job in his solar system. He would go on weekends like all aliens and get promoted every solar year. After his freckled neighbor mysteriously disappeared and left him a cosmos rabbit, he started dreaming about the places he could have been. Day by day, Jiminy became more of a dreamer and grew curious about the unknown places. All these years, he grew up in his grandma Shibby's home, and as time went by, Jiminy became taller and skinnier, with his ears becoming dizzy and fuzzy.

But Jiminy always had a burning desire to see the galaxy and explore the unknown that lay between the stars. We could say he had a strong wanderlust. Days passed, and Jiminy often found himself daydreaming on soroso flowers, their pink dots on purple leaves resembling the novas in the sikiros system. He would travel with his Novic starship model 3058b9, drifting along asteroids and meteoroids for long drives until his shift hours finished. Then, he would head to the etheroport back to their colony street, go to the bar, and have a beer with airy cakes floating above his glass. Jiminy would ponder about the countless solars in the galaxy and how many years it would take to search all of space and journey to all the stars. After counting 1000 systems, he would sober up and grow tired, drifting into his dreams. After every drink, he would teleport the cake and savor the bubble air.

The next day, our friend Jiminy woke up at his grandmother Shibby's place, got dressed, and went to the ethereport. It felt like time had vanished as he found himself in the garden solar system. Everything seemed ordinary and familiar, except for the plants and flowers he loved to daydream on. Just when Jiminy was about to start dreaming again, he heard a voice calling him, cold and honorable: "Malign Jiminy, I'm an officer of the Black Journey."

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The Black Journey was the most prestigious discovery group of the government. He thought he might be daydreaming again and continued walking. Jiminy didn't bother to look back. But the voice repeated: "Malign Jiminy, can you hear me, malign?"

Jiminy stopped and turned back, his green, skinny face filled with surprise. In his sour eyes, he saw the officer dressed in a sleek suit with black hole boots. He was stunned, almost stammering out, "Hellololo." The officer glanced at him and said, "Hello, Jiminy. I'm here to grant your wish to embark on a galactic discovery."

Suddenly, a jazz song started playing with a high, cheerful beat on his screen. Jiminy packed his belongings and bid farewell to the colony. The drums beat as he walked towards the spaceship's doorsteps. The black hole boots strode powerfully on the heavy metal surface, leading Jiminy towards the spaceship. He shook hands with his comrades, and the vocalist began singing:

"Oh world, world, world, I'm coming, yeah,

In the sand and the sun, I won't stop!

Floating like stardust in the storm, I come to you, world, world, world, yeah."

The guitar continued playing, and the drums intensified the beat. Jiminy couldn't believe what he was experiencing now, standing fully naked in his black hole boots. The spaceship gracefully drifted through the air, venturing into the unknown galaxy.