Chapter three

Banjo was slightly jealous of Kazooie, she could fly, he couldn't, but he was still thankful that she was willing to hull him around with her when she flew somewhere. Ever since there last adventure, they didn't really have a use for special abilities anymore, they weren't the only ones affected by the lack of a need for heroes, for example, Mumbo would sit in his skull all day, waiting for grunty's return, Kazooie even joked that he was emotionally attached to danger, which was pretty much true.

Now he was flying back to his house, with his favourite friend, Kazooie. "It's really nice up here, I wish we could do this more often" Kazooie sighed, what was it now. "Banjo, we have all the time in the world now, no witches to hunt, no sisters to save, no friends to bring back from the dead, just time, we can do anything." Banjo could sense the dissatisfaction in her voice, she really missed the mystery of the world, the idea of a new place to go, a new tower to climb, any sense of excitement had left their lives. "Trust me Kazooie, I miss the excitement as well, but the truth is, we've been everywhere we can go, now its up to us to find something worth enjoying" she would remember that, the words he used.

"It's just that… well, with everything we've been through, it's hard to picture a normal life afterwards, just thinking about a life where me and you never met, it's sick" she was wrong on one account, they never would get to have a normal life after everything they had been through, but banjo didn't want a normal life, the two of them were nothing if they were normal. "Sorry about everything back there, I just wanted something exciting to happen, is your leg ok?" Banjos leg still hurt, but he didn't want to worry her about it. "It's… it's fine, thanks for asking" The wind was a steady breeze, the sun was halfway done its journey to night, and the ocean below looked calmer.

Ever since grunty left, the Isle Of Hags had become a calmer place, there were less situations involving monsters and minions, but it still was a relatively unknown place, if Banjo had any opinions, he would say that there was still plenty to be done here, maybe one day he and Kazooie could walk to the shoreline and see if there was anything they had missed. They were getting closer to the ground, Kazooie started to pay more attention to her surroundings. "Get ready to land, I don't want to have to clean dirt out of my feathers" Banjo stuck his feet down, getting ready to make contact, but then a heavy wind blew through, Kazooie was sent a little higher, banjo tried to touch the ground at the same time, this sloppy manoeuvre caused Kazooie to slide out of Banjos backpack, Banjo tumbled when he hit the dirt, Kazooie landed on top of him with a thud.

The two of them just laid there, not moving, Kazooie was the first to try and get up, but Banjo was on top of her somehow. "He he, are you still alive, buddy?" Kazooie joked, Banjo opened his eyes, the tip of her beak was poking his nose, she looked slightly embarrassed. "What just happened?" He was extremely disoriented, he had hit his head when he landed. Kazooie couldn't help but smile a little. "We fell, quick question, do I make a comfortable bed?" Banjo pondered the question until he realized it was rhetorical, he rolled over so he laid on his back beside her, rather then on top of her. "Sorry about that, I didn't mean to… umm, you know" Kazooie sat up and looked at him curiously. "Come on, I don't know, what didn't you mean to do?" She then raised her brow. "Well, come on Kazooie, don't make me say it" she smirked deviously. "Don't be shy, I want to hear what you're sorry for" Banjo figured that she wouldn't let this one go. "I'm sorry for making that awkward" Kazooie chuckled, Banjo sat up, to his surprise, Kazooie put her wing on his shoulder. "You didn't make anything awkward, we all make mistakes, plus I thought it was kinda sweet how you grabbed me before I hit the ground"

Now that she mentioned that, he did grab her before she hurt herself, it made the situation less tense.

"Well, that's enough adventuring for today, I'm going to watch a movie" he got up and stuck his paw out to help Kazooie up, Kazooie took his paw and stood on her feet "Well look who's being all gentlemen like, mind if I watch with you?" Banjo thought it was amazing, two friends watching a movie together, in the safety of their own home. "Sure, what do you want to watch?"

They slowly walked towards their house together, compiling a list of possible movies they could watch, main while, In Showdown town, Gruntilda was hard at work, finally getting used to her new, possibly permanent, occupation. "What have I done, this is all my fault, my arrogance has hurt me, like a wound mixed with salt" she spoke to her new companion, a little pink cat of sorts, but the animal had gone silent after the first week being locked up, giving her plenty of time to reflect on her mistakes, first starting with Banjo and Kazooie, after the third time she was bested by the two of them, she should have called quits, it was because of her own cockiness that she was stuck in this room for the rest of her life. "I made my mistakes, my punishments fair, but I have no regrets, I still don't care!" And because of that attitude, she would most likely have the worst quality of life anyone could ever imagine, but if her choices ended up ruining her life, then what great things are in store for the ones who suffered by her hand?

"This, Is, AWESOME!" Kazooie was enjoying the movie, but it didn't really peak Banjo's interest, to many explosions, and the jokes weren't even that good. "It's ok, but I still don't understand…" Kazooie put her wing on his lips. "I already explained that to you, just quiet down so I can see the ending" Banjo looked at her wing on his lips, she pulled it away and continued watching the movie, seemingly excited for the finale, apparently she wasn't expecting a romantic ending. "Ok, that's just gross" she said as she pryd her eyes away from the screen, Banjo just giggled. "Looks like someone doesn't like a little action" Kazooie yawned and turned the T.V off. "Erg, shut up Banjo, it's not funny, I can handle a lot of action, I just don't like it when a movie ends with kisses and lovey dovey stuff."

She looked really tired, Banjo couldn't blame her, she was up and about all afternoon, plus she got really into the movie. "Let's go, I'm not staying up any later than this" and with that, Kazooie got up, walked into Banjo's bedroom, and crawled into his backpack, which was lying on the ground near the coat rack. Banjo followed her, when he entered the room he picked up the backpack, hung it on the rack, and then fell onto his bed. The lights went out, and he dozed off.

Thanks for reading this chapter, I'm writing slightly longer chapters than in my older fictions, but it's still fun.

I'm testing out a slightly different approach to this story, might make it a little more interesting, don't forget to review, I'm always looking for corrections to mistakes I've made, again, thanks for reading.