Banjo and Kazooie were recognized throughout Spiral Mountain and its surrounding fantasy lands as not just heroes, but as truly indivisible friends. But how did they come to meet each other in the first place?
Banjo was lying down in his bed, snug and cozy as usual. The lazy brown bear had spent all day with his Jinjo friends picnicking and jubilating by the river of Spiral Mountain. He was still very proud of overcoming feats and challenges that the evil witch Gruntilda had thrown in his way, as she tried to steal the youth of Banjo's sister, Tooty, for the purposes of rejuvenating herself from her unsightly, horrid form. It took the many Jiggies and Notes uncovered by him and his bird pal Kazooie to navigate her lair and stop her schemes; but in all it was worth it. Aside the bed, Kazooie lied nesting in the comfort of Banjo's blue backpack.
Kazooie was deep in a muse herself, resting her wings by her side. She dreamt of how much excitement it was to barge and peck her beak through Grunty's underlings, taking them down one by one. She saw herself as a fine lady-bird, but her tomboyish, boisterous streak really showed. And it wasn't just in the tips of her vibrant crimson feathers.
"Take this, you lug..." she muttered softly from her beak, possibly caught in the scenario of using her power eggs to knock down foes. She softly giggled as Banjo began to wake up, stretching his furry arms out as he arose from the comfort of his snug bed.
"Morning, Kazooie." Banjo mumbled cheerfully as his lips smoothend out. The bird gave no response as she was still deep in dreamland, so Banjo decided to head out into the yard and wait up for when she was ready. Kazooie overheard him and slowly flapped her wings out of the pack and unfolded her lanky legs, ready for the day.
The bear and bird played around with a cloth hacky-sack in the front yard. They bounced and rebound the toy bag to one another performing an assortment of tricks, both easily amused. Their game was cut short though as Tooty began running from out of the nearby forest, holding something round and glossy in her paws. "Guys, you're not gonna believe what I found!" she exclaimed, very enthusiastically.
"Oh, hello Tooty...seems like you found somethin' interesting out in the woods." Banjo replied with a smile. Tooty nodded and showed him. "It's an egg, I think it's a bird egg...you know like the one Kazooie came from" she explained, still carefully holding onto it. Banjo agreed and decided it would be best to place it somewhere secure, so he headed back into the house.
As he set a nest made from a warm, fleece blanket and pillows, Banjo saw as Tooty felt attached to her newfound egg that she was seriously devoted to looking after it. "Alright Tooty, we'll keep a look out and care for this egg...but you know if a mama bird comes looking around-" he spoke before being cut off. "Yeah...I know, I'll return it to be with its real family. Of course, big brother." Tooty added with a soft smile as she placed the egg securely in the little nest.
Banjo sat by the corner as Tooty watched over with a strong maternal instinct. Kazooie was feeding on her favorite seed and berry millet, not having anything really to comment on the current situation. Tooty hummed softly with her paws folded, just before a question crossed her mind.
"Hey big brother...I may have been too little to remember, but do you think you could tell me the story of you and Kazooie met when you were younger?" Tooty asked Banjo with a interested attitude. Banjo happily nodded and began thinking of the older days, the time when he was a cub just like Tooty and how Kazooie came to be a big part of his life.
"Oh boy...it's gonna be like a clip show." Kazooie muttered as Banjo playfully shushed her. He was very fixated on telling Tooty of how their friendship started.