Kazooie didn't know where to go. She stopped in front of the theme park, considering a visit, then thought better of it. "Nah… never was a fan of the circus- especially one run by an old hag." She turned to go back through the plateau. "Maybe I'll take the train somewhere if it's at the cliff station." But, when she walked through the door joining the plateau the cliff top, it wasn't there.

"Great," she groaned sarcastically. "Looks like I'm stuck here." Of course, she knew she could get the train to pick her up on demand, but didn't really feel up to it for some reason. So instead, she walked over to the edge of the cliff and plopped down, still grumpy. "Why do I have to put up with that stupid Tooty anyway?" she asked herself. She lay on her back, took a deep breath and tried to forget she was angry. No luck.

Banjo had told her that when she was angry, she should try to relax, to pretend she was somewhere else; somewhere she wanted to be. It helped sometimes, she would admit, though she never really could think of a place she absolutely wanted to be. She had never been somewhere that had totally made all her uncertainty drift away.

Finally, the cool breeze made it's way through her feathers and calmed her. She hummed softly and began to let her mind wander away from thoughts of Tooty. She thought about how lucky she was to have met Banjo, and even his annoying little brat sister, though that was another thing she'd never admit to. After all, Kazooie needed someone to make fun of, which coundn't be Banjo. She respected him. Sure, he may be weird, and not exactly the smartest guy around, but he wasn't stupid. He was the only family and friend Kazooie had ever known. She owed him her life; without Banjo, there would be no Kazooie.

She lay there for a few minutes thinking, relaxing. "Guess I just don't realize how lucky I am. I hope Banjo is relaxing right now… I'm sure he needs a brake from me once in a while…" she frowned bitterly.

Banjo had just finished searching all over Spiral Mountain for Kazooie. He'd checked every possible hiding place he knew of and was starting to give up hope. "Kazooie always did win when we played hide n' seek," he thought. "If I were Kazooie, where would I hide?" Then it hit him; Kazooie wasn't in Spiral Mountain! She could be anywhere now the entrance to the Isle O' Hags was opened.

As he sat down to catch his breath, he thought of how much had changed since that fateful day Grundila was released from her prison under the boulder. The moment he had walked through the digger's tunnel, he knew things would never be the same again. It was a whole new world to both of them, and even though Banjo was not overly into action and adventure, he didn't regret a second of their journey.

"Well," he said, forcing himself up off the soft meadow grass. "I guess I've got a lot more searching to do than I planned. Kazooie could be on the other side of the island by now…" He trotted over to the tunnel and walked through.

As he made his way up the path to Jinjo Village, he noticed many of the Jinjos laying on the grass, panting heavily. King Jingaling stood talking to them, waving and swinging his hands through the air. "What on Earth?" he thought.

"C'mon, guys!" cried the exasperated Jinjo King. "Are you mice or men!?"

"Well… neither, really," stated a Jinjo, and laid down on one of the few remaining boulders to relax.

"Hmm… good point," replied the King as he thoughtfully rubbed his chin. "We 're at a bit of an impasse then, aren't we?"

"All of us working together can't lift this piece!" piped in another as he sat up and pointed to the boulder. "We've been at this forever, and we're tired!"

"Yeah!" they all cried in unison.

"Besides, you're just standing there!" said another frustrated Jinjo.

"Well… uhh, kinda funny that you mention that," stuttered Jingaling. He laughed nervously and looked around, unsure of what to say. Noticing Banjo, who was watching them from a distance, he quickly pointed to him. "Look, Banjo!"

The Jinjos took their attention off the King and towards Banjo. "Heyyyyy!" they called as they jumped to their feet and ran towards him. Grabbing him by the arms, they brought him over to the King.

"Look!" cried one of them. "Our hero has come to help!"

"Well, actually I-" started Banjo.

"BANJO, BANJO, BANJO!" chanted the group happily.

"Perfect! Thanks, Banjo," grinned the King. "You always show up at the right time." The crowd cheered and Jingaling breathed a sigh of relief, thankful he no longer had to deal with the upset group. All he wanted to do now was go back to his castle and sleep.

Banjo looked over the boulders and pieces of rock scattered around the area. This was really going to take longer than he had planed.

When the area had been cleared, Banjo took a seat next to King Jingaling to catch his breath. "Wow, thanks Banjo," breathed the King as he looked over the sparkling clean area. "I didn't know you had it in you. You saved my tail big time! Being the King isn't always as easy it sounds, you know. These Jinjo can get pretty demanding."

"Yeah… I guess I kinda know what you mean," replied Banjo as he watched the Jinjos happily return to their homes, wishing he could do the same. "I don't suppose you've seen Kazooie come through here at all, have you?"

"Yepperz. She stopped in here just not too long ago. Kinda zoned-out, then took off that-a way," he stopped to point out the path she had taken. "Sure was acting weird, if you ask me."

"Well, I'd better get going then," he took a breath, then hopped to his feet and took off down the path. "C'ya later, Kingaling. And thanks," he called over his shoulder.

"It's Jingaling," sighed the King as he watched him run off.