Jabber was misplaced. Not lost, as she knew exactly where she was going, she just had no idea where she was. She walked slowly through the forest, singing Hey Jude at the top of her lungs, which was probably why she had yet to encounter another living being.
That is until she stumbled, and her face said hi to the ground. She looked to see what she'd tripped over; a patch of mushrooms. Except they weren't ordinary mushrooms, they were shiny and glowing and would probably give her cancer if she ate them.
Jabber picked one up and examined it. It was a cool souvenir at least. And it kind of looked like a Chuck. She pocketed it in her sock when all of a sudden a person came flying out of nowhere and drop kicked her in the face.
"STOP! IN THE NAME OF LOVE! POACHER!"
"Wha?!"
"POACHER!"
"I'm not--"
"POACHER!"
"I'm not poaching anything!"
"I just saw you trample and steal one of those poor lava lightbulbs." The person looked proud of himself. "Ha, my first day on the job and I already caught a poacher! The LFLF will be so proud."
"I did not poach anything."
"Yeah and my name is Chief Diamond Stupid Face, I have bathroom chemicals for blood."
"What?"
"You're comin' with me Pinhead," said the person, adopting a southern accent and pulling out a pair of handcuffs. Jabber took this as the okay to run as fast as her ghostly tentacle tail would carry her.
She was running so fast she almost slammed straight into yet another person, who looked confused. "What's the matter?"
"Some psycho is trying to steal Chuck!" said Jabber through her panting. She pulled out the small slightly cracked lightbulb.
The attendant looked shocked and horrified. "A poacher, eh? Don't worry, we'll take care of them. Have you filled out your papers and everything?" she asked, motioning for some security guards to go off in the direction Jabber'd come from.
"No...?"
"Okay, well just sign here..."
