A/N: Hey, guess what? Since I've been so lazy, I've decided to give you TWO updates! Aren't I generous? PRAISE MY GENEROSITY:P Here it is!
A Monster Mansion Halloween: Chapter 5: Kitchen Horrors
A pair of large paws and another of long talons stepped into the black-and-white checkered floor of the kitchen. There was every aspect of a normal kitchen: a fridge, a cooler, many sinks, a stove, and hooks holding pots and pans on the wall. The room was quiet, all but the slight humming of the refrigerator.
Banjo quickly shut the door as Kazooie carefully strolled in, glancing around the room nervously.
"Er... Banjo, I don't think this place is really safe..."
Banjo turned away from the door and looked around the room himself, but before he could respond, one of the many drawers slid open by itself, and tiny objects rose from within. With the moonlight's reflections on their silvery surfaces, the two saw the beams of knifes floating in the air.
"Oh, no..." Banjo whispered in reluctance, holding Kazooie close. They anxiously kept their watch on the silently hovering, sharp cutting utensils, not daring to move a muscle. Then Kazooie, in nervousness, naturally gulped, which triggered the knifes to madly dash their way: their target, any soft parts of their bodies. Banjo quickly grabbed Kazooie by the shoulders, pushing her aside.
"Hurry, move! RU..." KLONG! A knife flew past his head, barely grazing his temple and boring itself into the wooden door. With reflexes they never knew they had, the bear and bird dodged every blade attempting to pierce their soft skin. Kazooie madly dashed out of sight, and the other knives followed and erratically flung themselves like killer bees toward Banjo as he ran along the walls, dodging every one.
But then suddenly, something tugged him back. He looked back frantically and saw a knife had nailed his backpack to the wall.
"Dang it!" Before he could free himself, more blades pinned him against the wall, either on the shorts or dangerously close to his skin that any movement on his part would cause even more injuries, and he had enough already. His body froze in fear, and he became the largest and easiest target in the world. Banjo tightly closed his eyes, awaiting the next edgy needle to hit him, but to his surprise, that never came. Cracking an eye slightly open, he glanced to where Kazooie emerged from her hiding spot under the table. Slowly approaching the drawer, she peered inside.
"...There's no more left."
Banjo let out a sigh of relief, thinking the danger was over. "Can you carefully get these out, then?"
Kazooie nodded, but as she approached him, there came noisy clatters behind her. They both glanced over to see pots, pans, cupboards, shelves, and everything else violently shaking, coming to life. The stove lit up, and bunch of tiny little fireballs emerged, their spirit-like laughter echoing throughout the room. They then twisted themselves in curls of a snake-like flow, creating a dragon of fire!
In fear, Kazooie darted out of the way once more. Still plastered, Banjo's eyes widened in horror as the serpent slithered closer, its greedy gaze gleefully resting upon its easy prey. It opened its jaws, letting out a fiery roar that rattled his eardrums.
Banjo felt the room temperature rise as the fire lizard swayed ever so closer. "KAZOOIE!" he cried out desperately.
Kazooie carefully peeked her head out of her hiding spot, quietly asserting a plan to bring this lizard down.
The serpent got closer to the immobile Banjo until they were face to face. A sadistic smirk formed on its fiery snout, and the bear felt as if he was breathing the smoky embers of Hailfire Peaks.
But suddenly, an icy blast hit the dragon in the side of the face. It screeched out in pain, sharply turning away from its prey and drew its attention toward the attacker.
"Come on, Lizard Breath!" Kazooie mocked, angering the serpent. "Come on, let's see what you're made of, hot head!"
"Kazooie, look out!" Banjo tried to warn her, for it immediately turned and swayed towards the bird. She quickly dodged an attack, and the door behind her went ablaze after being razed by the hot scales of the ghostly dragon.
Kazooie rolled behind the aggressive beast and coughed up another Ice Egg, slamming it again in the side if the face. It thrashed back in pain.
"That's right! How do you like subzero eggs, flame face!"
Banjo grinned, impressed. "Smart thinking, Kazooie! Finish him off!"
As Kazooie let out a flurry of Ice Eggs, the monster shrieked and wildly thrashed in a wild attempt of a final attack. But eventually, it collapsed onto the ground, and the last fragments of fire died out, and all that was soon left were a few wisps of smoke.
Kazooie let out a breath of exhaustion, then approached Banjo and pulled the knifes out that nailed him to the wall, and in minutes he was free.
"I knew that spark of fire would be no match for you!" Banjo briefly embraced her, but the situation at hand pulled him away. "Kazooie, we gotta get out of here!"
"Wha-what?" Banjo's desperation panicked Kazooie.
"No room is safe in here! We have to get out! Come on!" He persuaded to bird to jump back into the backpack, and quickly stepped over the ashes where the door used to stand.
A/N: Yay! More done! Maybe I really WILL have this done on time! Oh, before I forget, Saturday is my little brother Lucas's birthday! Say happy birthday to him, okay? Please review!