That night Wakko had a small breakdown after realising the truth about knowing the place he came to. He promised himself he'd never neither tell nor show them who, or what he is, or what they really are. That means, he didn't show his toon abilities nor talked about any of it. He wanted to survive and that was it.
"Good morning", Baloo greeted him the next day. "Morning", Wakko greeted back. "You ready for the survival?", asked Baloo. Wakko nodded, smiling widely. "Alright!", said Baloo, "Do you remember how to get food?". Wakko went to a tree and shoock it. A bunch of bananas fell on him and he felt embarressed as he got his head out.
Baloo chuckled, "Don't worry, it happens every time". Wakko just stared blankly as he took one banana and slowly ate it. It was hard, but he'd do anything, just to forget how he lived before.
"Do you want to wash yourself?", asked Baloo. Wakko nodded, he really needed to cool himself down. "Ok, just be careful", said Baloo, "Come on!".
"Ok", said Baloo once they came to the river, "Just watch out on anything dangerous. I'll help you". "Yaaay!!", Wakko sqealed out of joy, "Thank you!". He jumped into the water and washed himself a bit, then layed down on the grass on his stomach and closed his eyes, enjoying the freshness of the water he felt.
"Just that?", asked Baloo. "That's all I needed", said Wakko, smiling at the tought. "Alright", said Baloo, "What do you want to do now? For example, what else do you consider as surviving?". Wakko tought for a bit. Nothing came to his mind, and even if it did, it was unknown to this world, nor he wanted to do it. He had limited options.
"Well?", asked Baloo. Wakko snapped out of his toughts and looked at him, "Can I meet your other friends?". "That's a great idea!", said Baloo, "Good job kid, I see you're pretty social".