
The pilot of the yellow airplane looked out the window. "Uh, excuse me," he said, tapping on the glass. "You do know this is a flight to Monkey Town, right? You don’t need to jump out early!"
But the brave little monkey hanging from the wing just grinned. He had his eyes on the prize: a giant, glowing yellow crescent moon that looked exactly like a cosmic banana.
"Ready... one... two... three... GO!" he cheered, letting go of the wing.
WHOOSH!
He zipped through the clouds like a furry superhero. He reached for his backpack to pull the parachute cord. He pulled it hard.
POP!
Out flew... three yellow bananas, a half-eaten sandwich, and a very confused rubber chicken.
"Oops," the monkey giggled as he floated downward, completely missing his actual parachute. "I packed my lunchbox by mistake!"
Luckily, he caught a warm breeze, landed perfectly on the back of a passing pelican, and asked, "Are you heading towards the moon? I think it's dinner time!"
What do you think happens next? Does the pelican help him chase the "cosmic banana," or does he try to fly the rubber chicken instead?
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