The Dragon Forest was just like he had remembered all those years ago, and he was glad. Though it was still overcast with dark rain clouds, it was pleasantly calm and had a cheerful air among it. Birds chirping, frogs croaking. Nothing wrong with this place.

'This is one of the few locations that haven't been touched by that evil… something.' Banjo said eventually, knocking Conker right out of his pleasant little day dream.
'I guess.'
They were at the edge of a large clearing. The grass softly rustled in the wind.
'The meadow is a beautiful place.' Banjo said. 'Man, it's been so long since we've been here, right, Kazooie?'
No response.
'I think she's jealous.' Conker said and smirked.
'Ah well, let's go,' Banjo jumped up and walked a few meters. Nothing.
'We gotta be very, very careful.' Banjo mumbled, stepping carefully across the clearing.
'What? I can't hear ya!' Conker called after him, noisily.
Banjo slapped his paw to his face. 'Careful and QUIET!'
That was too loud, Conker thought. Not his idea of "careful" and "quiet", anyway.
Danger was always close these days. Everything must been done with great care, else you'd get fried by lightning or worse…
Suddenly, something huge covered the sun.
'Oh, what the heck, of course… there's always dragons around when you'd least expect them… ' Banjo mumbled. Said dragon flew down and landed on the open plains.
'Oh… that's just Smokey. Nothing bad, c'mon out, Conker!' Banjo called to Conker, who was hiding in a tree.
'…how the heck did you climb up all the way there?' Banjo asked, confusedly, as the squirrel crept down the tree trunk.
'Seriously? What do I look like to you?' he said somewhat annoyed.
'A squirrel?' Banjo stated.
'Obviously,'
Banjo frowned. Squirrels. Always climbing trees…
Without speaking a single word, the both of them walked over to the red and yellow colored dragon.
'Any news?' Banjo asked.
'Nothing, aye, nothing. Nothing at all,' the dragon mused. Conker thought he sounded like a Viking.
'Who's zis little friend of yours?'
He bowed his head over to inspect the squirrel more closely.
'Don't remember me? It's me, Conker.' Conker said. He was getting annoyed by having to repeat that over and over again.
'Ah yes, Conker… I remember thou,' Smokey said. 'It has been too long…'
'Any news of th' others?' Banjo asked.
'Ah well, I think Tooty is looking around th' main hub, and Pipsy's in the woods as well.'
Conker perked up. That name definitely ringed a bell. Man, she was like the only one who really liked him when he first was here… And she was here in the woods! This was too good to be true. But, for one moment, he felt guilty. He didn't know why, and just stared up in the sky.
Banjo shrugged. 'Oh well, anyway…' he turned back to Smokey. 'Is Tooty alright? Like, I mean, not being kidnapped, as usual?'
The dragon nodded.
'Oh, okay. Thanks!'
The dragon made an attempt to fly off. 'Now if you folks don't mind me looking around more…'
'We won't,'
'Okay, see you soon.'
With a few flaps of his mighty bat-like wings, he was off, flying towards Everfrost Peak.
'…er, Conker?'
The squirrel quickly averted his gaze and dusted off his clothes.
'Eh, sorry, I saw… a pretty little bird,' he lied.
Banjo rolled his eyes and the two of them walked off towards Greenwood Village.

Nobody was taking residence in the small houses these days, because it just simply wasn't save. Aside from almost nobody being there, it was still a pleasant little place.
'Last time I was here was for the racing competition,' Banjo said. 'That was twelve years ago. Now I'm busy fighting witches, creating vehicles, and rescuing my sis out of the clutches of said witch, though since she went to college I didn't see her much, well, until now, she decided to tag along as well to this island…'
Conker wasn't listening. His mind was with how Pipsy would react if she would see him now. Probably shocked.
'Ugh… my legs are getting tired… Kazooie? Talon Trot?'
'No.' came from the blue backpack. Short and painful.
'Thanks for nothing, you useless avian.' He muttered and walked along with tired legs. 'Oh, hey, who'zat? Some dude – oh, hey, wait a minute, that looks like Pipsy. C'mon, go, you Don Juan,' Banjo exclaimed and pushed Conker before him. He knew Conker had a crush on the mouse girl when he was younger.
'Er, I'd rather… if you go first, 'K? I'm rather… not good with girls,'
All lies, as Conker was quite the lady's man. It wouldn't be smart to tell Banjo about it, though. He ran away and hid behind a nearby tree.
'Oh well, whatever floats your boat,' Banjo said and walked over to the girl.
'Hiya, Pipsy.'
'Oh? Good evening, Banjo.' Was it evening already? Couldn't tell with these clouds.
'Nice, sunny weather, eh?' he began awkwardly. The mouse girl just frowned.
She was taller now, still wearing the same style of clothes, but not as small anymore. She still wore that red polka-dotted bow in her now a bit longer hair.
'I've got a dude here who wants to meet you…' Banjo began.
'Really? Who is it?'
'You'll see soon enough.' Banjo waved to Conker and he came out from behind the tree.
Pipsy was shocked. Was that really -?
'Let me guess – you don't remember me?' Conker said with a smile.
'Oh… oh, yes, I do,'
She ran to him and embraced him. 'Oh, Conker! Where have you ever been?'
'I… it's a long story.'
He noticed that she was almost as tall as him now. Even though Conker wasn't really tall at all. Banjo, for one, was by far one of the tallest, surprisingly.
Conker was at a loss of words. 'Nobody remembered me. How did you -'
'I could never forget you, Conker,' the yellow mouse girl said, and turned back to look him in the eyes. He changed a lot, too. Instead of that shirt he always wore, he was now just dressed in an oversized blue vest, and his fur was longer, making him look even more fuzzy. Not to mention his squeaky voice had changed in a deeper, more mature voice.
'Remember all the things we did together?'
'Of course I do… like it all happened yesterday,'
They happily shared their childhood memories, and Banjo decided it was time to walk off and leave the two to be.
'Do you mind if I go back to the others?' he said carefully and snuck away.
Just then, Kazooie popped out of the bear's backpack, for the first time in quite a while.
'Awww. Can you believe that?' she said, quite out of character for her. 'Go for it, fuzz bucket! Kiss 'er like ya mean it!'
'KAZOOIE!'
The bear and bird made their way back to the underground hub together in a hurry, luckily the other two didn't hear the Breegull.
'Banjo went back,' Conker said. 'Shall we return too? I think it's going to rain…' Sure enough, the first rain drops fell down from the sky. Wasn't it supposed to be summer?
'Rain? No big deal.' Pipsy said and unfolded a large red umbrella. She waved to Conker to stand under it next to her.
'This ain't so bad after all, eh?'
'It never was. Not with you here, it isn't,'
Thinking that was quite a corny phrase, he inched closer.
The rain kept falling.
'Shall we?'
'Alright.'
Together, under Pipsy's umbrella, they went back to the underground hub.