Banana Ghost

"My, my what a lot of work I have to do" said Mr. Billy
Banana. Mr. Billy Banana certainly lived up to his name. He
just simply loved bananas and ate them for every meal
banana and egg sandwich for breakfast, sausages and banana
crackers for lunch, fried banana for tea and curry chicken,
banana porridge and vegetables for dinner. As he loved
bananas, he wanted to have a job to do with bananas. 
"Eureka!" he cried. " I'll have a fabulous and splendid
banana factory!" "Yahoo!" he yelled, sounding just like a
little kid. And so, he got his job.
 His appearance was as nutty as his appetite. His brown
hair, that somewhat looked like banana fritters, was crispy
and had a tinge of yellow in it. He had a beard and a
moustache that made him look like a walrus. His chestnut
eyes were full of laughter and fun. He was creative and
that was all what he needed in order to design new objects.
He was a daring inventor, ready to try out fun things.
 Mr. Banana thus had a building that manufactured all kinds
of banana foodstuffs. He created banana sweets that tasted
delicious, different kinds of banana biscuits and best of
all, he created banana sweets that when you chewed them,
they changed their colour. After he made all these
delicious foodstuffs, he sold them off to shopkeepers. Kids
could be seen going to shops everywhere and buying these
lovely banana sweets. His banana sweets were extremely
famous.
 Not far off, there was a ghost who loved anything to do
with bananas. He loved eating bananas and was always
haunting places which had bananas. "Ooh! They are probably
finger-licking good!" he exclaimed when he heard about Mr.
Banana's foodstuffs.
 "I'll go there tonight." He decided after thinking for a
moment. "Only I hope he doesn't freak out when he sees me.
I actually try to be nice when taking people's things, you
know."
 That night, the ghost went to Mr. Billy Banana's building.
Creeping quietly, he tiptoed to where Mr. Banana slept.
 "BANG!" The ghost accidentally bashed himself onto Mr.
Billy Banana's precious machine. Mr. Billy Banana woke up
and when he saw the ghost, he yelled for help. 
The ghost said, "Please don't be afraid. I just would like
to have some of your banana foodstuff."
 Brave Mr. Banana said gallantly, "If you want to have some
of my foodstuff, you must promise never to steal any of my
food without my permission. You must also promise to help
me when I am in need of any help at all. 
The ghost answered meekly, "Okay, but you must let me have
some banana foodstuff when I am in need of food. Is it a
deal?" 
Mr. Banana answered firmly with a forceful nod of his head,
" It's a deal!"
 From then on, Mr. Banana always had a useful helper and
thus he did not have to employ any workers. The ghost
seemed very useful to him. He did not make a nuisance of
himself and proved to be a pleasant colleague. Mr. Banana
was happy and so was the ghost.