Neverclaw: Today, we have a very special visitor! You've read his story, reviewed his chapters, read his bio. Give a warm welcome tooooo…Drum roll please. –drum roll- MEGAME91!
Megame91: Cool. So this is what its like to be in other peoples stories.
Metaldix: So, got any future ideas?
Megame91: Yeah, but I'm not telling. I want my fans to read.
Neverclaw: Hope you have another hit. Our EC was a total fiasco.
Metaldix: Whatever. Let's start the chapter!
(Disclaimer: We do not own Banjo-Kazooie or Banjo-Tooie characters such as Banjo, Kazooie, Mumbo Jumbo, Master Jiggy Wiggy, Bottles the mole, Humba Wumba, or any others. So don't waste my time.)
(Note from NC: To understand a bit more, you should have played either Banjo-Kazooie or Banjo-Tooie.)
Chapter 1: The Gathering of the Clouds
A month has past after Banjo the bear and Kazooie the breegull after they finally destroyed the powerful, yet rather heavy, witch Gruntilda…
A brown bear yawned as he got up from his new bed, sporting yellow shorts and a lazy grin. He shook himself a bit, and then grabbed his sky blue backpack roughly. "Hey! Banjo! Watch it! I'm still here you know!" A voice from inside the pack yelled. "Sorry, Kazooie, I thought you had left…" Banjo apologized quickly. Out of the backpack leapt a crimson breegull, she mentioned for them to go outside. They trotted to the outside of the house, to see a shaman and a mole waiting about a mile away. The new house had been built with the help of most of their friends, so they got it done in about a week. Its surroundings included some plains, trees, and of course the giant rock in the middle, a river embracing it. This place was known as Spiral Mountain, where the witch Grunty used to live in her lair; it had a bridge from it to the mountain. But it was smashed to pieces a few days ago, so the pair would forget their horrible times in their. The path to Jinjo Village was tidied up a bit, and they were always beingvisited by all the Jinjos, who couldn't stop thanking the dynamic duo for their help. Huh? Oh, sorry, you're right, back to the characters. Mumbo Jumbo, the expert shaman who helped the pair on their last adventures, was tapping his foot impatiently while the mole grinned as Banjo caught up to them. "Hi guys, nice day, don't you think?" Actually, the day was very cloudy; there was something peculiar about the sky. Bottles frowned. "No, Banjo. These clouds are weird. I personally think you should go to Jiggy Wiggy to see what's going on around here." "Mumbo think bird brain betray us all…" Mumbo mumbled. "Don't make me peck you, skirt boy! That thing makes you look like a guy's guy!" Kazooie retorted. That shut Mumbo up. Banjo shook his head. "Kazooie, we should /really/ go. The clouds turned purple." The cloud, deep purple, suddenly swooped down, like the world's thickest fog. "Hey! Who turned off the lights?" "Mumbo can't see.." "Brrr…I'm all wet.." The cloud rose up, uncovering the four, dripping in a strange substance. It seemed monsters were in that cloud, for now, Spiral Mountain was being run over by green Gruntlings, and dragons Kazooie's size. "Oh no! Remember the moves I taught you guys?" Banjo and Kazooie nodded, and sprang towards the invaders in attack. Banjo clawed and slashed through a few Gruntlings, while Kazooie pecked away at the dragons. Meanwhile, Mumbo was zapping some baddies to ashes, while even Bottles fended of a couple of enemies. The battle was soon over, our heros victorious. Tired, but victorious. "Mumbo guess there won't be Poker Night." "No, we have to help Banjo and Kazooie on their quest." "What d'you mean quest, worm breath?" "Kazooie! Anyways, we'd better be on our way. See you later guys!" Banjo waved as he stuffed Kazooie rather stiffly into his backpack, then ran off. ((NC: I think Banjo's the only one who can shut Kazooie up. Oh, I hope you know enough about the characters to know who's talking..))
They reached Jinjo Village in a few minutes, only to find that all the Jinjos had flown off, escaping the legions of monsters. "I wish we had some of those Grenade Eggs now." "I threw them away when you wouldn't stop pelting them at Mumbo." "He always deflects them, shame." The pair sneaked by, avoiding the Gruntling patrol. Banjo tiptoed to the palace, thankfully unspotted. Entering, the duo saw the place ripped to pieces. "Psssst." "Did you say something, Kazooie?" "No.." "PSSSST!" They noticed a hand mentioning towards them under the sofa. Moving it, they saw the monarch of Jinjos hiding under a trapdoor. "Come in, dudes." They put the sofa back in place from under the trapdoor and closed it up. They were in a hideout of some kind, with food and drinks and a couple of beds. "What's up, Dinaloni?" "It's Jingaling, and something /bad/ is up. Since yesterday, monsters plague these parts and the Jinjos fled. I am pretty scared myself. I had this tunnel constructed for an emergency." "Good thing your /kingly instinct/ is /so/ accurate.." Kazooie muttered sarcastically. "Where exactly /does/ this thing lead to?" "Straight in front of Jiggy Wiggy's temple." "Great! We need to go there!" "Why?" "Ask no questions." Kazooie hissed. "Whatever. If you see any Jinjos, send 'em back here, ok?" "Ok. Bye, Ringaling." "Jingaling!" He shouted at the leaving figures.
Wooded Hollow. They got out the hole, and stared around. "No monsters here yet." "Hey Banjo, remember the Mayahem Temple?" "Yeah. The entrance is there." He pointed. "But we need to go there." His finger moved over to the Jigsaw Temple. They clambered up the exhausting stairs, Banjo panting and panting. "Where's a split up pad when you need one?" He groaned. The door was open. And the usual guardian disciple was gone. But they took no notice, and walked straight into the temple. A silhouette lay on the ground near the sacred Crystal Jiggy. "Jiggy Wiggy?" Banjo sprinted to him, Kazooie out of the pack. "You okay, puzzle head?" The master rolled over, appearing to be weak and damaged. "Run..It's…Trap…Joggo..Woggo…" "Joggo Woggo? Is he your brother or something?" The entranced shut itself. "Yes. I'm his brother…." A black version of Jiggy Wiggy floated out of the shadows. " You see, I broke in here, robbed my brother of his power, and the power of the Crystal Jiggy. I'm invincible. You can't beat me." He smirked maliciously unlike any other evil villain. "However, I have a little game for us to play. You may have noticed my storms of destruction? I caneliminate your puny island, but you might be able to save it. If you collect the 10 Black Jiggies I have distributed among my most powerful minions, I might spare your pathetic Isle o' Hags. But if you fail, I will destroy you all, the weak and the strong, the big and the small, the-" "Wait, wait, wait. Lemme get this straight. You're a lunatic who wants to kill us all but you're giving us a chance to save ourselves? Fat chance I'll believe that, jigsaw brain." "You have no choice. No choice at all. Here's your first challenge. Rumble Jungle." Everything went purple, and began to spin, whirling and whirling around. Banjo felt he was going to be sick. It stopped. He couldn't see anything, but the humidity was killing him. He was sweating as much as any bear would sweat, and worst of all, he couldn't find Kazooie. He crawled out of the thicket he was in, but still no sun. Damn jungle. They'd be lucky to find a stream or something. ((Megame: Megame91 to the rescue! –takes control of story-)) Suddenly, the bear heard rushing water. A river! Banjo went leaping to the refreshing liquid, cannon balling into it. But something bit his behind. "CROCODILES!" He climbed out of the water fast. ((NC: Banjo will suffer, like it or not. –takes story back-)) Banjo dropped onto the bank, famished. He would eat a tree. He would eat himself. He… Soon, the bears snores were heard all over the rainforest.
Megame91: Thanks guys, this was fun, but I gotta go write my stories. –leaves-
Neverclaw: Metaldix, you can come out now.
Metaldix: Shoot. Plan failed. I was about to snipe him in the forehead when he left.
Neverclaw: Wanna go to McDonald's?
Metaldix: Yeah! I wanna see if I'll win 1 million dollars! –The duo runs off-