"So what's this all about, L.O.F.? Why are you here?" Kazooie asked.
"The Lord of Games can only do so much, and what he did disappointed many. So I am here to make this fanfic enjoyable and as crazy as possible."
Kazooie sighed. "That makes no sense, whatsoever!"
"It's not supposed to. This is a fanfic! Go Cuckoo!" L.O.F. suddenly changed the setting, causing him, Banjo and Kazooie to be transported to Witchyworld.
"What are we doing here?" Banjo asked.
"Wait for it." L.O.F. stated.
Twelve seconds later, the Saucer of Peril flew into Kazooie, knocking her out of Banjo's backpack.
Banjo gasped. "Where'd that come from?"
L.O.F. shook his head in disgust. "That bird was getting on my nerves. She shouldn't think I can make her into an ostrich if I wanted to."