Kazooie And The Crooked Mountains
Chapter two
New Grounds
Immediately after touching the green pool, Kazooie disappeared, it was like she blinked and missed everything that happened, she opened her eyes and she wasn't in Humba's wigwam anymore. There were small hills everywhere, and trees as well, the autumn yellow leafs fluttering towards the ground.
Problem was, there were stone walls all around her, she was in a cave, only light came from a small hole in the side of the rocky ceiling, it was too high for her to climb through. As she observed her natural prison, a pile of leafs started so shake and call her name. "Kazooie, over here!" It was Bottles! "What are you doing here?" Kazooie didn't want to ask how he found her, probably something involving the author. "I've come to help you, you could use some good old fashion teaching" he flailed his little arms and got all the leafs off of him.
"Well then teach me something that will get me out of this cave, I don't like being caged in" Kazooie wasn't joking, Banjo never sealed his backpack closed because Kazooie didn't like the idea of being caged in, normal for a bird. Bottles climbed out of his hole and started talking. "I'm going to teach you something different first, see that little crack in the wall behind us?" Kazooie didn't know that was there but she didn't like where this was going. "If you hold your breath and force the blood to your head, you should be able to have better reaction time, ultimately slowing down time wile you fly, don't know how it works, but it just does."
Kazooie wouldn't have trusted him if she hadn't seen banjo jump into his backpack and walk on water in a previous adventure. "Ok, but why would I want to go in there?" Kazooie wanted to know everything about this stunt before she did anything rash. "Theirs a jigsaw piece in their, might be handy" then a flight pad appeared beside him, covering his mole hill. He looked at the pad and lost it "AWWW COME ON, REALLY?!?"
Kazooie laughed at this and stepped onto the pad, did she have any red feathers left? She didn't know, but hopefully she didn't fall out of the sky, she jumped and took air, she was getting ready to try what she was just taught, she held her breath and forced blood to her head, immediately everything slowed down, she turned sideways and slipped through the crack, there were stone pillars at the other end, her lungs were hurting, she just needed to go a little farther, after weaving through the room she sucked In some air, she didn't like the new ability but she was bound to use it again. She didn't see any jiggys though, she then noticed a hole that led back to the middle cavern, something golden caught her eye, that was it, she swooped down and landed in front of it, weird thing about jiggys is that they tend to disappear after collecting them, only to re-appear when they are needed, so when Kazooie took it, it spiralled around her and vanished.
She found another one of Bottles's mole hills near where the first one was. "You got the jiggy?" He was a little upset with the flight pad but he still wasn't going to pass off the opportunity to teach his valuable knowledge. "What's it matter to you, four eyes?" Kazooie poked fun and Bottles ignored. "Now you have to get out of here, but the only way for you to get out is that." He points at the circular hole in the ceiling. "But it's to small for you to fly through with full wings length, so prepare learn some tight manoeuvres." Kazooie was anxious to get out of this cave, she'd have to remember to slap Humba for screwing her over like this, even if it was unintentional. "Simply spin clockwise in midair and pull your wings together, then your home free."
Kazooie then jumped off of the flight pad and used some red feathers to approach the exit, then she span her body and closed her wings, and her eyes as well, she expected to kiss the roof, but she heard a strange sound and felt a breeze, then she kissed the ground, painfully so.
"Ow ow ow" she slowly rolled onto her back and lied there, her head was spinning and her feathers were messy. She eventually sat up and looked around, the scenery was breathtaking, and in the distance were two mountains, the one on the right was very large, but the left mountain was dominate, which automatically made Kazooie have an intense feeling of despair, she was confused by herself, why did she miss him so much? She refused to believe that… she refused to even think about it, it wasn't true. Kazooie eventually noticed that the right Mountain was the closest she could possibly get to her goal, she started to wonder how Gruntilda got up there, because she had no chances of getting there herself, so that means she was going to need to follow In Gruntys footsteps. Kazooie took a stand and started walking towards the mountains when she kicked something metallic, it was a flight pad, she figured maybe she could fly to the mountain base and start there. "I don't think the readers would enjoy that Kazooie" who said that? Kazooie turned to see a unidentifiable figure with a tuxedo and a 1990 style boom box as a head. "It's you?!?" she whined unhappily "aren't you supposed to keep out of the story?" Kazooie said to the author. Thatretrogamer chuckled "well it's technically free range and I have to give you something" he pulled a garbage can out of thin air. "This is where all the fans disposed of their garbage when nuts And bolts was reviewed".
"So that's it, you wanted to give me trash?" She looked upset. "No no, you see, this is useful trash, let's dump it and se what treasure it beholds" kazooie couldn't tell why he chose garbage of all things, but when he emptied it, there was plenty of fan related merchandise, and a mint box containing… "Holy crow, is that a jiggy?!?" Kazooie grabbed the box and opened it, surely enough, the jiggy count went up by one. "That was some useful trash, thanks ret…" Kazooie looked for the author, but he was gone, he must be like L.O.G then, able to pop in and out of reality. But she noticed that her flight pad was gone. She just had to walk then.
Yaaay (confetti gun pops) Its fan Appreciation day for the writing club I'm in and I couldn't help but bring the ruckus here as well, hope everyone who has been here from my other project is catching on the the literal privilege of helping me get better.
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