CHAPTER 4- WAKE UP CALL

Falco felt numbness encompass his whole body. He knew he was conscious, but he couldn't bring himself to open his eyes. Soon however, the comforting numbness was replaced by a sharp, excruciating pain in his shattered bones. He was too weak to open his eyes, but had enough strength to let out a subtle moan of agony.

Kazooie stirred from her sleep as she reached for the pillow she usually throws at Banjo when he snores when she remembered that he was sleeping in his chair.

Her eyes fluttered to life and she heard the soft groan again.

She rolled her eyes and jumped out of the backpack to wake up Banjo, as she was instructed.

"Why did he have to come to at three in the morning?" She asked annoyed as she pecked on Banjo's propped up foot.

"...huh...?' He said groggily recovering from his slumber.

"I think Bird Boy is awake." She said turning around and going back to her backpack to get more sleep.

Banjo cautiously stepped toward the rapidly breathing falcon and waited for him to open his eyes.

Falco cracked his eyelids, expecting a torrent of blinding light, but was thankfully met with the dim light of a dying fireplace. A rather large brown blur stood over him, the rest of his surroundings just as unclear as the creature either helping him or holding him hostage. He tried to focus on the thing in front of him, but found his best efforts only met by double vision and splitting headaches, as well as the pain in his limbs.

"Wh...Where am I Ahh!" He asked wearily, attempting to sit up, but only aggravating his injured leg and falling back onto his back.

"Take it easy, you're still pretty banged up." The mysterious blur said, as his voice seemed to echo in Falco's head.

It wasnt long after those attempted words that he was unconscious again.

"Ok...I guess we'll talk tomorrow..." Banjo said turning to leave, when something caught his eye.

Kazooie had observed the whole thing from her hanging perch. She had never until now actually looked at the blue falcon. Without his shirt he was rather muscular, and she could almost lose herself in the soft blue shade of his feathers. She had never seen another bird similar to her before. She secretly wondered weather they were all as cute as this one was.

'Cute or not, I still don't like him.' She argued with herself as she continued to stare. Perhaps for a little too long because she turned to see Banjo with his arms folded, a sly grin across his face.

"If you want to get more sleep, you should probably start by blinking." He teased, earning him a pillow in his direction.

"Goodnight Banjo!" She growled, furious at being caught in a moment of sensitivity, and by the object of her feelings no less.

"Night Kazooie." He said still smiling as he went back to his chair.

'Say something to her! You have to let her in! Don't be such a coward Banjo! You're a bear for goodness sake!' He thought to himself as he stopped halfway to his chair.

"Sleep well sweetheart..." He whispered forlornly.

"What was that?" She said assuming he was still mocking her.

"...huh? Oh nothing..." He sighed as he climbed back in his chair and closed his eyes, trying to shake the confusing thoughts of his Breegull friend from his head.

'Coward...' He thought as he drifted off.

"Ok guys, split up and scan one planet, then meet me back here and we'll see what we've got." Fox said flying in front of the Great Fox, flanked by his wingmen.

"Roger that Fox, Slippy out."

"Peppy out."

As his wingmen took off in opposite directions, he secretly worried for Falco's life. He was the closest friend he had on the Star Fox team, besides Krystal, who snapped him out of his thoughts.

"We'll find him Fox." She said comfortingly from the Great Fox.

He nodded hopefully and sighed.

"I hope so..."

"Don't hope so. Know so." She said smiling at him, inspiring one across his muzzle as well.

He set the destination into his computer and rocketed off into the darkness of space.

The sun rose brightly the next morning as a ray of light shone through the curtains Banjo left open the night before.

"Grr..." She growled as she made her way down from her backpack and closed the curtains angrily. She turned to glance at Falco once more, still finding it hard to quit.

'Whats wrong with me?' She thought as she caught Banjo with the same grin across his furry muzzle, as if it had stayed there all night.

"Banjo! Stop sneaking around like that!" She snapped.

He just leaned against the door frame, arms folded and began to sing

"Kazooie's got a boyfriend, Kazooies got a boyfriend!"

"Shut up Banjo!" She yelled as she started to smile, annoyed, but amused by the situation.

"Breakfast will be ready in a few." He said returning with the kitchen where his sister was at work.

Kazooie heard Falco rustle in the bed as he began to wake up.

He opened his eyes to this time see a smaller orange blur, but soon his vision focused enough for him to observe his surroundings. He was in a small house somewhere, but he had no idea how he got there. He focused on the female bird in front of him, not sure of the species. After only a half second, he realized one very strange thing about her. She was stark naked. Not a single article of clothing on her as he stared at her in the dumbstruck fashion a male of any species does when he sees a nude female.

Kazooie raised an eyebrow and asked in a blunt manner

"Can I take your order?"

Falco snapped out of his stare and blocked her body with his uninjured arm.

"Uh...why are you naked?" He asked, but then he attempts to put two and two together.

"Wait, where's my shirt?! Oh god I'm a sex slave! Though I guess I cant blame you." He said still delusional from the crash with a cocky smirk on his face.

Kazooie's green eyes flashed with outrage as she drew closer to the injured Falco.

"Ha! You? Clearly you're still delusional!" She laughed as Banjo heard the commotion and came into the room.

"You tell yourself whatever you need to help you sleep at night."

This set her off as she grabbed the nearest object (which happened to be a heavy bronze bookend) and raised it as if to bash Falco over the head with it.

Banjo caught her wing and grabbed the weapon from her.

"Kazooie! Are you crazy? What are you doing?" He asked setting the bookend down on the table.

She glared at Falco, then back at Banjo before turning for the kitchen without another word, leaving her bear friend scratching his head.

"She seems nice." He said in the same manner as his previous comment.

"Sorry about that, she doesn't trust strangers." He said pulling a chair up beside the bed.

"And I don't trust nudists. You guys ever hear of clothes or do you always walk around half naked?" He asked.

Banjo scratched his head and made a face racked with concentration.

"Uh...its never been an issue before." He said as Tooty came in.

"Banjo breakfast is re- Oh! He's awake."

Falco looked over the cub and then back at her older brother.

"Wait a second...did she just call you Banjo? Like the musical instrument?" He asked.

"Yeah, that's my name. My Breegull friend you've already met is named Kazooie."

Falco had to hold back laughter at that notion.

"Hang on, hang on. Your name is Banjo, and her name is Kazooie. So who does that make you? Pan Flute?" He asked referring to Tooty.

"No, my name is Tooty. I'll have some food out for the two of you in a minute." She said retreating to the kitchen in her ever so polite manner.

Falco looked over himself as he realized he had been (attempted, at least) taken care of, he looked back up at the bear.

"You guys did all this?" He asked referring to the bandages.

"We aren't doctors or anything, but we did what we could."

"I appreciate it Banjo...now could you remind me how I got here?"

"Kazooie said she saw you falling out of the sky in an airplane or something."

"Oh...My Arwing! What happened to it?" He asked urgently, he knew Fox would be furious if he wrecked it, as they didn't have near enough money to replace it.

"Well...you kind of crashed it into our friends house."

For the first time since waking up, Falco felt guilty, only a tad bit showing on his face.

He looked to his left and saw his dirty clothes. He felt around for his laser pistol but noticed it absent from his belt.

"Great, my blaster is gone. Just one more thing coming out of my pay..." He sighed, but Banjo recognized what he was looking for.

"Does this thing you're looking for shoot lasers?" He asked

"...Yeah..." He said cautiously.

"I buried it in the front yard." He said almost proudly.

"What?! Why?"

"It nearly killed Kazooie and I, bouncing off the walls like it did!" He said in his defense.

Falco closed his eyes and sighed to himself as he tried to count to ten to calm himself. This was an underdeveloped planet all right.

'They're taking care of you Falco, just roll with it...' He thought as he moved his legs to the side of the bed and tried to stand, only to be met with a pain like an icepick going through his shin as he cried out on agony.

"Take it easy! Your leg is still broken." Banjo said moving to catch him if he fell.

"You wont be walking for a while." The honey bear said.

"Great." Falco grunted moving back up to his previous position.

"I'll go dig up your laser thing. Tooty will bring your breakfast out here in a few." He said getting up and heading outside.

From the bed, Falco could see Kazooie eating at the table when she caught him looking at her.

She shot a death glare at him, her beak almost curling into a snarl (A/N: I know beaks don't curl, just work with me.:) as Falco waved to her innocently.

"Oh, she's trouble. I like that..." He said smiling to himself.

Falco is awake! more updates to come!