Chapter 1: Bottles's attention span
"Maybe it was that way. Maybe that was how we met." Kazooie said. "No, I know how we met. We got in a car crash." Banjo replied. "I'm pretty sure we met by the anger-management class." Kazooie said. The two were arguing in the remade house on how they met, just by a simple question of the loud mouth of Kazooie. "Well, maybe I can tell you." Bottles said, getting out of a hole he just dug in the floor in the kitchen. "Hey! We paid good money for the re-building of this house!" Banjo screamed. Don't worry, I'll pay you back later." Bottles said. "Why do you think you can just dig your hole in our house!" Kazooie cried. She pecked at Bottles back into the hole he made and fell in it.
"Next time you knock!" Banjo yelled. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. "Geesh, I wonder who that could be…" said Kazooie, mad as hell. "It's me Bottles! Can you open the door?" "Wait just a second…" Banjo, said. "Kazooie, get the nail, hammer, and some wood in the garage." Kazooie winked her eye." She ran down to the garage floor that they added, thanks to the help of Humba Wumba and Mumbo. "Hello, can you open the door?" Bottles said angrily for a change waiting for someone to open the stupid door. "Wait just a sec!" Banjo replied. Kazooie came upstairs with the wood, nails, and hammers. In a split second, They nailed the door shut from the inside. They climber out the chimney to see Bottles banging the door. Kazooie took out two reclining chairs and two cups of lemonade. They sat back watching the show.
"It's good to be mean again." Banjo said. "Ever since we beat Gruntilda in the final battle, things have never been better. I can be the big-mouthed bear I always was." "But why did we ever become mean?" Banjo said, recovering their conversation. Bottles popped out of the mountain range behind Banjo and Kazooie's house, and jumped on their roof. "I would know!" Bottles behind the two. Banjo and Kazooie stared at each other in disbelief. "How'd you-? "What the-? Explain!" They both said. Well, I-" Bottles said. "Never mind how. Why do you want our attention so badly?" Kazooie said. "Well, you want to remember how you met, right?" Bottles asked. "Well, I'll tell you…"