So I know that novelizations aren't anything new, but I've been wanting to redo this story for a while now. I actually did two novelizations on my old account (I also did DKC2, and I was too burned out to do DKC3), but I figured I'd make this into a series of some sort. I also plan on making a few stories that take place in between the DKC games, one of them I want to do involving Diddy meeting Dixie for the first time.

With that being said, there will be mentions of stuff that don't show up until later games (including DKR and the Retro games, though I don't know if I'll do those ones), So keep that in mind. Anyway, here's hoping I don't get burned out this time around.

Links suck on here. So if you want to find the old version, just look for my old username "Twin Cats".

It was a typical day on Donkey Kong island. The inhabitants of this island, primates simply known as "Kongs", were going about their daily routines. Two of these Kongs were deep in the jungle, gathering bananas. One of them was a gorilla with a red tie around his neck, the other Kong happened to be a child, who wore a red shirt, a red hat, and possessed a long tail.

The gorilla grabbed some more bananas and tossed them below so that his nephew could catch them. Instead, they fell on top of his head. The gorilla dropped down from the tree with concern, he took the now-bruised bananas off his nephew's head. "You OK, Diddy?"

"I'm all right, DK" Diddy replied. "Besides, it'll take more then a few bananas to knock me out."

"Hey, I just wanted to make sure," DK said lifting one of the barrels. "C'mon, we should probably take these back before Cranky yells at us."

"All right, DK!" Diddy said as he tried to lift one of the barrels. He struggled at first, as he was practically hugging the barrel before he got it off the ground. The duo began to make their way into Kongo Village. It was a small village, but this was where some of the Kongs called home. DK kept looking back at Diddy, he wanted to make sure he didn't trip on himself like the last time he helped gather bananas. So far, though, he's actually been doing a good job keeping up with him. It was impressive, to say the least.

"So why do we need a Banana Hoard again?" Diddy asked curiously.

"Because we'd starve without 'em," DK replied. "Trust me, Diddy. The last thing we need is an island full of hungry Kongs,"

"Oh..." Diddy had a puzzled look on his face, "Have we ran outta bananas before, though?"

"Well..." DK furrowed his brow as he tried to think. "We DID have an orangutan steal the entire hoard one night, not to mention that he kidnapped me back when I was 9."

"So how'd you get outta there?"

"Easy," DK replied, "My dad had to step in. Let's just say that we haven't seen that orangutan since then."

"That sounds amazing," Diddy said trying to lift the barrel yet again, "I dunno how I could ever keep up with you guys..."

"Well, trust me. It's not easy training to become a king. But once you actually become one, it's really not that bad."

Eventually, the two Kongs made it back to the Kong's banana hoard. As the name suggested, the Banana Hoard was a cave full of bananas. The larger piles usually consisted of green bananas while the smaller piles had more ripened bananas. DK tossed his bananas out of the barrel, which landed on one of the piles. He then grabbed Diddy's barrel and tossed his bananas on another pile.

"So what are we gonna do now?" Diddy asked.

"I was gonna head on over to Funky's place," DK replied. "Do you wanna come with us?"

"No thanks," Diddy replied as he made his way into the tree house. "I'll talk to you later, OK?"

"All right," DK yelled back. "Just don't go wanderin' off by yourself, OK?"

Diddy gave DK a thumbs up, letting him know that he heard him loud and clear. DK never really worried about his nephew running off on his own, though part of it might've been because the other Kongs his age liked to pick on him. It would be nice if Diddy had some new friends to hang out with. But for now, there wasn't much that DK could do. Perhaps Funky might know how to help him out? He could even bring Diddy's tiger friend over, since he knew those two have gotten pretty close over the last couple years.

Whatever happens, he was sure that Funky could help him in some way or another.

DK finally made his way over to Funky's place. There, he saw two gorillas looking over a damaged plane.

"I'm tellin' ya, this wasn't s'posed to happen," said the younger gorilla, Funky. "It just sorta...gave out."

"Fantastic," said the elderly gorilla, Cranky. "How are we supposed to get anything imported if the plane doesn't even work!"

"Listen here, old man," Funky said, crossing his arms impatiently. "Until I get my plane fixed, I'm not gonna be able to do anything. So until then, we're not gonna be able to go anywhere!"

"Bah, what do you care?" Cranky said angrily. "Back in my day, we had to travel by boat.

"Am I missing something here?" DK asked, butting in. Funky looked over to DK and shook his head. "It's nothin', Donkey-dude. I just need to fix my plane."

"Huh...that's too bad," DK said in disappointment.

"Actually, you came here at a perfect time," Cranky replied. "I was about to come over later to talk to you about Diddy."

"What for?" DK asked, curiously. Cranky sat down on the porch stair, he offered for DK to sit down next to him. Once DK sat down, he tilted his head. He wondered what Cranky was going to say.

"Now, do you remember having to go through a lot of training with Junior when you were 9?"

"Yes," DK replied. "But what's this have to do with Diddy?"

"He's 9, isn't he?"

"Yeah, but he's already been helpin' me collect bananas for our hoard."

Cranky frowned in disapproval, he placed both of his hands on his cane. "That may be true, but I don't think it's enough!"

"Well, what else am I s'pose to do?" DK asked, bitterly.

"Oh, I dunno," Cranky said nonchalantly before he bopped DK on the head with his cane. "HAVE HIM GUARD THE BANANA HOARD FOR ONCE, YOU BABOON!"

"WHAT? NO!" DK yelled back, "I CAN'T KEEP HIM UP ALL NIGHT, AND WHAT IF ONE OF THE KREMLINGS ATTACK!?"

"He'll be fine, DK."

"But what if he isn't!?"

"When's the last time you saw a Kremling?"

Funky stood there silently, he watched as the two Kongs continued to bicker. As much as he hated conflict, he knew he had to step in somehow.

"Yo, what if Diddy guards the banana hoard until midnight instead?" Funky suggested, gaining the attention of the other two Kongs.

"Because then you'd be going easy on him!" Cranky argued.

"Well, maybe that's not such a bad idea," DK replied, rubbing his chin. "He could just ease into it for a while before actually stayin' up all night."

"Ugh, fine!" Cranky said, rolling his eyes. "But I STILL think you're goin' easy on that kid!"

DK smiled as he shook his head. After all, if he was going to train Diddy to become a king, he was going to do it under his own terms. And besides, Diddy was always eager to impress DK in some way or another, so he probably wouldn't mind.

As DK headed off to Funky's place, Diddy had gone back into his tire and started playing something on an old Game Boy. As much as he liked training with DK, he wasn't even sure if he could ever be as good of a king as his uncle. It didn't help that most of the Kongs would compare him to to the likes of his grandfather and great-grandfather. Like DK, they used to be such strong apes, taking care of the island in ways that the Kongs would benefit from it. And contrary to what his great-grandfather says, DK was no different.

And then there was Diddy, who hardly had any muscle on his arms. He had a tail, but what good would that do him? If anything, all he can do with it is grab onto branches. He couldn't lift barrels as easily as DK, nor could he ever keep up with him. But who knows? Maybe Diddy will do something heroic one day? The monkey shook his head, something like that probably wouldn't happen for another few years.

"Squawk!"

Diddy's thoughts were interrupted as a green parrot landed on the window sill, he had what looked like a piece of paper under his feet.

"Hey, Diddy! Looks like you've got another letter!"

"Who's it from?" Diddy asked, crawling out of the tire and taking the letter from Squawks.

"It's from Timber," Squawks replied. "Who else would it be?"

Wondering how his friend was doing, Diddy nodded as he began to read the letter.

How's it goin', Diddy? It's been a while since I last saw you.

So I heard you turned 9 not that long ago. That means you're one step closer to being a king, right? I don't know how it works on that island, but I'm sure you'd make a great king.

As for me, My parents left me in charge of the island again...well, kinda. Taj is still lookin' out for me, but what can you do, huh? Still, I get to run around and play games all day. I guess this is what it's like being a king?

Either way, I hope I can see you guys real soon. And who knows? Maybe one day you could come over so that we can be kings together.

- I'll see you around, Timber.

Diddy's mood instantly lit up after reading Timber's letter. It was amazing how different he was compared to Diddy, despite not being much older than he was. He wished he had as much confidence as his friend, but alas, there was nothing he could do to fix that.

"Say, Diddy?"

"Hm?"

"What were you thinkin' about just then? Did those Kong children attack you, again?"

Diddy shook his head. "They haven't done anything to me at all today."

"Well that's good," Squawks said happily. "And hey, maybe someday they'll start listening to you like they do with DK."

"Yeah, maybe," Diddy responded. Looking outside, the weather didn't look too bad aside from a few dark clouds here and there. He knew what DK said about wandering off on his own, but perhaps a quick stroll through the jungle wouldn't hurt? After all, those kids should stay away as long as he steered clear from the village. He climbed out of the tree house and made his way through the jungle, he was going to enjoy the weather while he still can.

I'll probably put the next chapter up within a couple of days. But after that, updates will probably take a little while.