The Daring Duo
Donkey Kong Country 3:
Dixie Kong's Double Trouble
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Dixie woke up, stretched herself from head to toe and gazed out at the cheery autumn sunshine. Winter didn't seem to be in any hurry this year, she'd noticed. Not that she was going to complain about it. She enjoyed the fine weather as much as the rest of the Kongs - Donkey and Diddy in particular...
Those two. She smiled to herself. Months after their victory over K. Rool and his hordes, they were still celebrating. Every day they got up whenever they felt like, gathered together a couple of hammocks, some music and all the banana milkshakes they could drink, and took the whole lot deep into the jungle to spend the rest of the day chilling out in one of their favorite spots. Some days, like today, Dixie could think of nothing better to do than invite herself along. 

Hopping out of bed, she padded into the morning air, leapt for the nearest vine and swung across to see if Diddy was up and about. She hadn't really expected him to be, so she was quite surprised to find his room deserted. It was only as she turned that she spotted the scribbled note on the table.
It was only a few words, informing her that Diddy and Donkey had hit upon another of their hare-brained ideas. This time, they'd decided to go exploring the islands in the Donkey Kong Island chain. "Back tomorrow!" the note ended.
Dixie could remember at least three times that the wayward twosome had already tried this plan, never quite managing to make it further than the beach, so it was there that she decided to go looking for them. 

When she arrived at the bay, however, nobody was around. Deciding that DK and Diddy had either made it off Donkey Kong Island after all or they'd simply gotten sidetracked even sooner than she'd expected, Dixie shrugged and headed back into the jungle. The sun cruised across the sky, sank towards the west and finally disappeared, but the two apes failed to return. Dixie hoped they were enjoying themselves, wherever they were, as she tucked herself into bed with a yawn, hoping that they'd show up the next day. 

Of course, they didn't, and, and in spite of the note's promise, Dixie found herself starting to worry. Donkey and Diddy made a pretty good team, but they seemed to take delight in getting in way over their heads.None of the other Kongs seemed to be around much any more either, so, unable to turn to them for reassurance, Dixie was left to make her own decision. It seemed that there was nothing else for it. Early the next morning, after one last check of the local haunts, she set out to track her friends down.
A brief search for Funky with the intention of borrowing one of his planes turned up nothing, so Dixie resigned herself to a long swim in the general direction of the nearest island. 

When she finally dragged herself out of the water onto that distant coastline, she was half-expecting strange new sights and sounds, but not the steady rhythm and strained voices that came drifting down the shore. Shaking the saltwater from her fur as she followed the music to a dark cave, Dixie was filled with relief to stumble upon a familiar face at last.
"Ooh, hello, Dixie dear," cooed Wrinkly Kong, turning from her exercise video to face the bedraggled figure. "Come to see old Wrinkly's new home, have you? That's nice."
"New home? But..." Dixie blinked at the old ape in her pink tracksuit as she shuffled over to fetch the teapot. "What about the school?"
"Oh, I gave that up weeks ago, dear. I'm going to use my retirement to do all sorts of things I should have done years ago."
Dixie looked around. Apart from the stone walls, the redecorated cave was almost identical to Wrinkly's hut back in the jungle, complete with the same cosy old furniture.
"It's a nice cave," she said uncertainly.
"Yes, isn't it lovely?" Wrinkly beamed as she poured the tea. "Very useful too - there are tunnels that come in from miles around, so wherever you're off to, you've got no excuse for not popping in every now and then. Where are you off to, anyway?"
Dixie suddenly remembered why she was there. "Donkey and Diddy," she said quickly. "Have you seen them?"
"Ooh, yes. Passed by a couple of days ago, they did. Lovely boys," she confided.
"Did they say where they were going?"
"I don't think so, dear. What are they up to now?"
"I've no idea," Dixie groaned. Finishing off her tea, she got to her feet. "Well, it's been very nice to see you,
 but I'm afraid I've got to run off and find them," she said.
"I understand, Dixie dear." Wrinkly smiled. "Call back soon, though, won't you?"
"I will," she promised, and decided to leave the way she'd come rather than risk getting lost.
Not too far away from Wrinkly's cave, Dixie spotted an old wooden shack settled amongst the weeds and boulders.
"I should have known," she grinned, squeezing between the shaky wooden doors. "Funky!"
"Hey, girl!" The oil-stained ape turned and looked at Dixie over his shades. "What gives?"
"How long has this been going on?" she asked, gesturing around at the brand new motor boat workshop.
"Not bad, huh?" Funky tossed and caught the spanner he'd been using. "Only just set up here. You gotta expand if you're gonna succeed, right?"
"I suppose it keeps you out of trouble," Dixie smiled. "Not like those other two."
"Whoa. I think I can guess who you mean."
"I'll bet you can. Have you seen them?"
"Can't say I have, Dix. But if you're goin' after them, you might want some help." He turned and whistled. "Hey, kid! Aw, where've you gone now?"
Dixie stared as a cupboard door popped open and a bulky blue shape tumbled out amidst the rest of the debris, rolling to a halt on the floor in front of her. The ball unrolled, giggled, and peered curiously at her.
"Meet Kiddy," Funky sighed. "Your little cousin. Thought it might be fun to bring him along, but maybe I ain't cut out for babysitting after all. Still," he said, brightening, "you could use  his help, right? Little guy ain't so little for his age, and I know you'll look after him."
Dixie blinked. It didn't look as if she had much choice - and anyway, there was no resisting the wide-eyed nipper as he sat dribbling happily onto her foot.
"Okay," she said slowly. "But I don't know where to look next..."
"No problemo," Funky replied, snapping his fingers. "Your timing kicks, girl. Just finished it this morning. Come see!"
He zipped onto the wharf that extended from his workshop,
Kiddy bouncing along in tow. Dixie's doubts were eased when she saw the perfectly good motor boat bobbing on the end of its mooring rope.
"Pretty cool, no?" Funky was obviously proud. "Guess I can let you borrow it for a while. There's plenty of places to go looking over there." He waved vaguely across the water.
"Thanks, Funky. They can't have gone too far."
"Hey, you'll find 'em. C'mon, hop in."
Dixie and her new travelling companion did as they were told, and Funky showed them how to steer his latest pride and joy. "I'm workin' on somethin' else now," he added. "If you find any cool junk, be sure to bring it back, I could use some spare parts."
"Okay," Dixie agreed, checking that Kiddy wasn't about to throw himself overboard. "We'll see you then."
"Yup. Good luck, guys." Funky cast them off, the boat revved, and they were away.<br>
Funky watched them go, wondering how long the sudden peace and quiet would last. When the boat had shrunk to a dot on the horizon, he turned, picked up his spanner and flicked on the ghettoblaster as he got down to some serious work. 

Story courtesy of Rarewhere

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