The CrossOver Machine
Hey! My name's DC and as you can tell from my last "story" I like twisted humor and other things like that. Well, what happens when you mix my Twisted Humor with Banjo and Kazooie and a CrossOver Machine? You get this story!! Please R&R!!!!!!!
Chapter 1 - The Machine
It's 3:00 in the morining in one of JamJars Silos.
"Yes. We're almost done!" Bottles said as he put down a wrench.
"True, but who knows if it'll work...." Jamjars replied.
"It has too, because if it doesn't, then we won't be able to get the supplies we need..."
"Yes, you're right." Jamjars said.
One Hour Later....
"We're Finished!" Bottles said loudly.
"Not so loud!!! Someone might here you... But you are right, we're done."
"Hey, who are we gonna send to get the supplies?"
"Who else.... Banjo and Kazooie."
Hey! My name's DC and as you can tell from my last "story" I like twisted humor and other things like that. Well, what happens when you mix my Twisted Humor with Banjo and Kazooie and a CrossOver Machine? You get this story!! Please R&R!!!!!!!
Chapter 1 - The Machine
It's 3:00 in the morining in one of JamJars Silos.
"Yes. We're almost done!" Bottles said as he put down a wrench.
"True, but who knows if it'll work...." Jamjars replied.
"It has too, because if it doesn't, then we won't be able to get the supplies we need..."
"Yes, you're right." Jamjars said.
One Hour Later....
"We're Finished!" Bottles said loudly.
"Not so loud!!! Someone might here you... But you are right, we're done."
"Hey, who are we gonna send to get the supplies?"
"Who else.... Banjo and Kazooie."