Chapter 6
For the next whole week, Banjo disobeyed Kazooie's quote and kept on eating. Though the maid kept an eye out for the bear for she worried about him.
"Mumbo want to talk to bird brain," Mumbo called to Kazooie.
"What hut boy?" Kazooie responded.
"Why bird watch bear?"
"The honey bear really needs to watch what he eats, seriously you guys feed him the most unhealthy stuff in the universe!" she complained.
"That what make bear happy."
"Well that's correct."
"Now bear craves something different maybe bird cake."
Kazooie felt nervous, when seeing the knife pulling out of Mumbo's pants pocket.
"Hey we can talk about this, skull face."
"What master wants, gets!"
"No!" Kazooie's last words were.
The knife slashed and cut through Kazooie's neck. Red blood flowed out of the bird's head and motionless body. Floor stained of what's left of the poor maid's body.
"Making this into dessert hard." Mumbo said as he left with the maid in a sack. With only a slick smile, he went down the stairs to the kitchen.
