Banjo-Goofie
by Yoshizilla-Fan
Yoshizilla-Fan: These two guys seem to go together, both of them seem to have this sort of hillbilly attitude. Also, the above listed title seemed perfect for this, even though Goofy's name is spelled with a 'y' at the end.
Goofy was at the beach, barbecuing up a couple of burgers. Mickey walked up to Goofy with a bun.
"Here you go, a nice fine patty that's not so Krabby!" Goofy stated, holding a burger on his spatula and handing it to Mickey. "A-Hyuck!" he chuckled. "Enjoy!"
"Uhh, Goofy. The barbecue!" Mickey warned.
Goofy turned around, doing a wild take in shock as the grill exploded, blasting Goofy into the sky.
"YAAA-HOO-HOO-HOOEY!" he screamed as he flew through the air, landing somewhere else.
"Garsh. Now there's somethin' that doesn't happen every day." Goofy stated, picking himself up and dusting himself off.
Meanwhile, Banjo was walking around Spiral Mountain, this time surprisingly, without Kazooie or his backpack with him, when he noticed Goofy standing next to the mountain bridge, walking up to him.
"Whoa! Hey Kazooie check out-" Banjo stopped, realizing he was alone. "Oh yeah. Kazooie went off with Tooty..."
"Garsh! Where the heck am I?" Goofy asked, noticing Banjo standing next to him. "And who are you?"
"I'm Banjo and this is-" Banjo stopped, having forgotten again that Kazooie wasn't with him. "I spend way too much time with that bird..." he thought. "Oh well. Kazooie would make fun of this guy anyway."
"Uh, if you're done talkin' to yourself, my name's Goofy, and it's always nice to meet someone new every once in a while. A-Hyuck!"
"And for me it's nice to meet someone like you without Kazooie making fun of you!" Banjo pointed out.
"Who's this Kazooie fellar you keep bringing up?" Goofy asked.
"Oh nothing." Banjo replied, rolling his eyes to the side.
Having met, both Banjo and Goofy knew that this was a beginning of a new and goofy friendship.