Ranger Christmas Chaos Entry

In the quiet hush of a December night, when everyone was minding their business,

that C-17 came screaming through the sky like a big old metal turkey

that forgot how to land. Thing was swerving, dodging geese who were probably filing

complaints with the FFA. And down below, all those houses with crooked lights

were shaking like, "Bro, why tonight?" Then your boy, the ranger,

said forget it, enough waiting. I jump out the back yelling, "LeRoy Jenkins,"

like I had something to prove. Mid-air, no plan, just vibes.

And right before the ground decided to give me a hug, I teleport into