CHAPTER TWO: The Announcement.
Far away, at Klunty's Old Lair, Cheato could be seen napping away near the boulder that gave way to Mumbo's Mountain. The area had been kept well after all those years, and given the low humidity and cool temperature, Cheato was still in good condition and would never leave, even after hearing that the witch whom had ripped him up was destroyed.
Poke, poke, poke. His close friends who knew him since B-K had nudged Cheato awake.
"...Hunh?" says the spellbook. "Waking up is Cheato..." So he does, and to his surprise appeared the Blue Egg, Yellow Egg, and Ice Key.
"Hey, ol' pal!" they said together. "We need your help. Our friend Purple is gone! We need to find him."
"Wondering is Cheato what can do to help," said he.
"First of all," said Key, "We need to find Wumba's Book of Spells."
"Yeah, and we have to get Mingella's Book," said Yellow.
"Then what? I ask." spoke Cheato.
"We combine the power of the books and repair the Old Lair!" said Blue. "That's the only way we can get past those boulders that are packed in over there, and save our friend Purple that's stuck in Mumbo's Mountain."
Cheato spoke for a moment to himself, though a little, then spoke, "Leave the caves Cheato does not want to."
The secret items huddled and chatted briefly before looking up again. "No, you can stay here if you want to..." they said.
"Ok. Good idea, Cheato thinks," he said.
So off the secret items went to help rescue the Purple Egg.
Meanwhile, at the kickball stadium, and more specifically, the locker room, Kazooie, Bottles and Goggles huddled around the clump of fur and piece of backpack.
"Oh my," said Bottles, "is Banjo really gone?"
"It appears that way, binoculars!" uttered the Breegull. "Who could have sent that blast toward us?" She scratched her head and several feathers molted off. "It's that time of the month...!"
Bottles examined the singed brown fluff. "It doesn't look like one of Grunty's spells. I should know."
"What does Grunty have to do with it?" said Kazooie. "We already killed her...twice!"
"What's happening, Daddy?" asked worried little Goggles. "Is something wrong with Banjo?"
"Don't worry son, everything will be fine..." spoke Bottles.
"Yeah," said Kazooie, "as soon as we find out who destroyed Banjo, and--"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" wailed Goggles.
"Kazooie!"
Thousands upon thousands of mindless drones filled the stadium. Hundreds of Mole and Jinjo families from all across the globe were now under the full control of Kluntilda Winkybunion.
Looking down from the huge video screen from her monitor, she spoke: "Finally, after all these years... I'M BACK! And now I have the force needed to wreak havoc on the Rival Fleet! Now to bring Banjo and Kazooie to me, to be my servants!"
She willed them to come up to the booth she stood in.
Nothing happened.
"Hey, where are they???" She looked down at the crowd. "They're not here!!! I was told they were going to watch the game!" She peered closer into the field, and at Banjo's charred remains.
"Who DID that?"
Suddenly, a titanic vessel crept over the stadium, covering it with shadow. It's attached jet struts propelled it over to the Big O' Vision as it hovered over the crowds. The corroded ship continuously shed red flakes from it's hull as it floated there, making it look like a bleeding fingertip as the sign on it's back glistened: THE RUSTY BUCKET.
"HAR, HAR, HAR!" spoke from deep inside it's bowels. "Well Grunty, glad to see yer still keeping yer appearance as fresh as ever!"
"Who--?" said the very startled witch. "It's Klunty now, bonehead!"
The Rusty Bucket seemed to be staring back as she said this, as it was in a very ominous position.
Finally, a hatch opened up, revealing the very person who would steal Klunty's spotlight: Captain Blackeye.
Far away, at Klunty's Old Lair, Cheato could be seen napping away near the boulder that gave way to Mumbo's Mountain. The area had been kept well after all those years, and given the low humidity and cool temperature, Cheato was still in good condition and would never leave, even after hearing that the witch whom had ripped him up was destroyed.
Poke, poke, poke. His close friends who knew him since B-K had nudged Cheato awake.
"...Hunh?" says the spellbook. "Waking up is Cheato..." So he does, and to his surprise appeared the Blue Egg, Yellow Egg, and Ice Key.
"Hey, ol' pal!" they said together. "We need your help. Our friend Purple is gone! We need to find him."
"Wondering is Cheato what can do to help," said he.
"First of all," said Key, "We need to find Wumba's Book of Spells."
"Yeah, and we have to get Mingella's Book," said Yellow.
"Then what? I ask." spoke Cheato.
"We combine the power of the books and repair the Old Lair!" said Blue. "That's the only way we can get past those boulders that are packed in over there, and save our friend Purple that's stuck in Mumbo's Mountain."
Cheato spoke for a moment to himself, though a little, then spoke, "Leave the caves Cheato does not want to."
The secret items huddled and chatted briefly before looking up again. "No, you can stay here if you want to..." they said.
"Ok. Good idea, Cheato thinks," he said.
So off the secret items went to help rescue the Purple Egg.
Meanwhile, at the kickball stadium, and more specifically, the locker room, Kazooie, Bottles and Goggles huddled around the clump of fur and piece of backpack.
"Oh my," said Bottles, "is Banjo really gone?"
"It appears that way, binoculars!" uttered the Breegull. "Who could have sent that blast toward us?" She scratched her head and several feathers molted off. "It's that time of the month...!"
Bottles examined the singed brown fluff. "It doesn't look like one of Grunty's spells. I should know."
"What does Grunty have to do with it?" said Kazooie. "We already killed her...twice!"
"What's happening, Daddy?" asked worried little Goggles. "Is something wrong with Banjo?"
"Don't worry son, everything will be fine..." spoke Bottles.
"Yeah," said Kazooie, "as soon as we find out who destroyed Banjo, and--"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" wailed Goggles.
"Kazooie!"
Thousands upon thousands of mindless drones filled the stadium. Hundreds of Mole and Jinjo families from all across the globe were now under the full control of Kluntilda Winkybunion.
Looking down from the huge video screen from her monitor, she spoke: "Finally, after all these years... I'M BACK! And now I have the force needed to wreak havoc on the Rival Fleet! Now to bring Banjo and Kazooie to me, to be my servants!"
She willed them to come up to the booth she stood in.
Nothing happened.
"Hey, where are they???" She looked down at the crowd. "They're not here!!! I was told they were going to watch the game!" She peered closer into the field, and at Banjo's charred remains.
"Who DID that?"
Suddenly, a titanic vessel crept over the stadium, covering it with shadow. It's attached jet struts propelled it over to the Big O' Vision as it hovered over the crowds. The corroded ship continuously shed red flakes from it's hull as it floated there, making it look like a bleeding fingertip as the sign on it's back glistened: THE RUSTY BUCKET.
"HAR, HAR, HAR!" spoke from deep inside it's bowels. "Well Grunty, glad to see yer still keeping yer appearance as fresh as ever!"
"Who--?" said the very startled witch. "It's Klunty now, bonehead!"
The Rusty Bucket seemed to be staring back as she said this, as it was in a very ominous position.
Finally, a hatch opened up, revealing the very person who would steal Klunty's spotlight: Captain Blackeye.