"Finally... the transformation is complete!"

Gruntilda steps out of her newly built machine showing off her brand new body.

"Missstressss Grunty isquite sexy I must say." Klungo flirts.

"Thank you, heehee, but I have my eyes on someone else." Gruntilda walks over to a picture of Banjo with darts thrown into it and she kisses it.

"AHH!" Banjo wakes from his horrible nightmare and turns on the light to see if Kazooie is awake "Kazooie? Are you awake?" Banjo asks.

Kazooie peeks her head out of Banjo's backpack "I am now." She says annoyed.

"I had the most scariest dream ever." Banjo shivers.

"Don't worry." yawns Kazooie "Remember when I had my first bad dream?"

"Yeah."

"You said it was nothing to be afraid of, it's only a dream and it can't hurt you."

"Yeah. I remember. Thanks Kazooie."

"Whatever." Kazooie quickly sinks back into the backpack to finish her nap.

Banjo turns off the light and covers up his head and shuts his eyes. Before he gets a chance to doze he hears Kazooie's squawks and quickly wakes back up and turns on the light.

"Kazooie! What is that..." Banjo looks at Kazooie and sees that she now has the head of Bottles the mole. "AHH!"

"What's the matter with you?"

Banjo glances over and sees Bottles' body with Kazooie's head sitting on the chair reading a book.

Banjo quickly jumps up from bed and runs outside only to run into a giant foot a few feet away from his house. Banjo looks up to see who the foot belonged to.

"Hello!" Banjo calls "Hello!"

"HELLO!" A boisterous voice echoes through the area.

"Who are you?!" Banjo asks the great big giant.

"I AM THE GOD OF SCARE, MY FRIEND!" The giant bends down to meet Banjo face to face "And who might you be, my fine plump fellow?"

"My name is Banjo." Banjo answers nervously "Are you responsible for what I just saw?"

"I could be." The giant rubs his bearded chin and picks Banjo up to hold in the palm of his hand.

Banjo takes the wonder and of the land he stares at.

"This land was once my home. A long long time ago. But alas, my home has vanished, and now your home is here." The giant turns towards Banjo's house "This was where my throne used to be... and now I've come back to reclaim it."

"Reclaim it?" Banjo gulps.

"Look down my furry little friend."

Banjo looks down and sees all of his friends stumbling around all zombie-like and moaning 'Braaaiiins'.

"Are they... gulp... zombies?" Banjo whimpers.

"Yes. They are. And they all do MY bidding. So if you don't want to become one of them..."

Banjo turns around and looks at the giant, now turned into a giant zombie.

"You will listen to me!" the Zombie Giant wraps bony fingers around Banjo's torso and squeezes.

"And... what if I don't?" Banjo grunts in pain.

"Then you will lose your home... FOREVER!" the Zombie Giant laughs.

Banjo is able to pry his arms out of the Zombie Giant's grip and bite him on his hand.

"OUCH!" the Zombie Giant shrieks in pain, dropping Banjo on the ground below.

"Not one of my best ideas." says Banjo spitting out a couple blades of grass from the fall.

"Brrraaaaiiins." Banjo looks up and notices the zombies coming straight for him. Banjo quickly runs away as fast as he can, not looking back.

"Kazooie. Bottles. All mindless, hungry zombies. What should I do? As soon as Banjo gets far enough from zombies and the giant he then realizes who he can ask for help... but Mumbo is away for weekend, which leaves poor Banjo ask for help from his arch
nemesis... Gruntilda.

Lightning strikes *Grunty laugh*

"Wow, that was a good impression Mr. Author."

"Why thank you Mr. Banjo."