Day Twenty-Five

Our travelers stop to help a stranded Christmas shopper.
Bud Light-year: I was looking for a parking space at the mall when I tried to moon-euver a landing. Luckily I found this tree or I would have either crashed to smithereens orbit the dust. I’m a luna-tic for waiting til the last minute to do my Christmas shopping.
Melchior: Let’s shake the branches and rocket till he comes loose.
Bud Light-year: This isn’t the worst thing that has happened to me today.…