Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 5-A
The breegull snickered briefly. "actually, you just confirmed it for me," replied the breegull. silver blinked a couple of times as kazooie continued. "but yeah, i know a certain computer head who knows everything. he told us some things.
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 3-A
"night, banjo," said the breegull. the bear smiled as he slowly fell asleep, thinking about the breegull resting in the coatrack at the foot of the bed.
Through The Looking Glass Chapter 1-A
And the red breegull was off, running the fifty laps around the mountain much faster than banjo could ever hope to run.
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 11
Cried the breegull as she leapt into the air. "get back here!"
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 6-C
The breegull's eyes widened as she brought her magic wrench out from the bag. "we're going to be doing the machine thing again?" asked the breegull. bottles shrugged.
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 4-A
Just before the breegull could bring any words to her mouth, banjo hugged the torn shirt that belonged to his sister and sobbed profusely into it.
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 2-A
Asked the breegull. "you bet," said banjo, walking into the house with the box over his shoulder. "i wonder what's in those folders..."
Through the Looking Glass: Penance: Epilogue
Shouted the breegull. "kazooie!" * * * the next day, cream, miles, and tai lung had all risen rather early.
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 5-B
He promptly got smacked in the back of the head by his breegull companion. "save the cheese for later, banjo!" cried kazooie. "besides, the day's only just begun! we've gotta run to showdown town and tell everybody about this!"
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 6-A
"did he just..." asked the breegull in disbelief. "did he... was that prudence i just saw? from trophy thomas?"
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 9-A
The breegull would have wanted to sleep in the rucksack, but unfortunately with tooty having given her side of what happened during the ten years she had gone missing she did not want to be alone that night.
The Breegull Boat Part 1: Slimy, sticky, shiny.
She felt more like a mutant, a diseased rat, than a proud breegull. perhaps that's why they stayed; too covered in grime to have the pride and self-esteem to flee.