Chapter 8
That night Banjo remembered something from dessert. Bird cup cakes and that feather as a topping of his pudding, it all made sense now. Mumbo or Humba killed Kazooie!
"Kazooie, she was murdered!" he said quietly to himself "Because of me!"
Humba heard him through the kitchen. She thought of something:
"Humba should hurry up and give bear potion."
The next morning, Banjo woke up with a nervous feeling about the bird maid, that she was killed and all.
"Keep calm, I'll just eat and maybe leave," he thought. Going down the stairs again, he found that one servant was gone and only Humba was there.
"Weren't there two of you guys?"
"Yes, but Mumbo left for vacation."
"So what's there to eat today?"
"Nothing much, but a cup for bear to drink."
"Okay works for me."
Noticing the cup, it wasn't coffee or any juice, but more like Coke with sparks flying.
"Go on drink." Humba insisted.
With a quick gulp, Banjo drank the whole concoction. Though something felt different, he felt dazed with dizziness.
"Foolish bear drink sake!" she said gleefully "Now bear will stay longer."
Banjo kept eating all courses for three days. Eating and eating through all different desserts until Humba ran out of food to feed him.
"What Humba feed bear next?" she thought for a moment "Humba know..."
With her slick smile she escaped out of the mansion to spy on bear and what he'll do since he's drunk and crazy from the sake.