Chuck had roundhoused kicked a tree to have logs for a bonfire,but inadvertently, the kick was so hard the same tree had turned itself into a cabin with a fireplace already made.

He chuckled to himself and shook his head, fixing his vest, and Chuck simply walked towards his accidentally built cabin, a mosquito began to buzz near, but chuck, being the Chad he is, he caught it by the wings and spoke softly.

"Lower your volume." The mosquito flew away without even doing a single sound.

Chuck sat on his recliner and began to rock himself, enjoying the breeze of the wind that blew, as he leaned on the chair it began to creek, he frowned and simply tapped the armrest, lowering the volume of the chair, finally, only nature and the sound of trees, he took a deep breath and let out a contempt sigh.