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once upon a time there was a happy little woodland creature that was exploded by a missile and replacied by an airdropped traffick boss
traffick boss is in parachute talking on walkie talkie
traffick boss (on walkie talkie): “who exactly did i say i wanted to take the place of on this mission?”
missile screams toward ground at horizon
walkie talkie: “you told me you had to ensure the spotlight was focused on you during a popular nature show” traffick boss pretends he remembers saying this, understanding only (that he has an opportunity to steal a spotlight the airdropped traffick boss wasn’t familiar with being in a happy woodland
birds were chirping (after spending time in terror trying to mourn woodland creature) and happy moss was holding little spore things up in the sky sunbeams were coming through the branches
a second woodland creature eventually approached traff—