I'm not sure if anybody recognizes me, but I'm the same lady that wrote those horrible DKC novelizations back in 2013/2014 on here. If not, then my profile picture was a light blue kitten (though she's a tiger cub, now)

Anyway...back then, I wouldn't have bothered writing something like this since I always got worried about getting flames/hate sent towards me. But after being a part of two fandoms that folks like to call "cringey", I just don't care anymore. So expect plenty of dumb headcanons to pop up. This also started off as a cutesy fanfic, but it got dark really fast. With that being said, expect some pretty dark stuff to pop up.

Anyways, here's my fic.

Donkey Kong stared at the baby monkey in front of him. For a Kong that was supposed to be his nephew, he looked absolutely tiny. In fact, he was so tiny that DK could crush him with his hand if he wanted to.

"So...this kid's name is Dinky, right?"

"Actually, it's Diddy," his sister, Lily, replied. DK huffed. "That's a weird name."

"Look who's talking, Mr. Donkey Kong!"

"Hey, I was just playin' with ya!" DK replied. In all honestly, he found Diddy adorable. The baby monkey had his tail curled around his mother's arm, he stared at his uncle as if he were a giant. DK tried to pat his head, but Diddy curled his tail and ducked. As he ducked, he let out a loud cry. It was as if he were saying "Don't touch me!"

"Uh...I don't think he likes me," DK replied.

"Ah, he just has to get used to you," Lily replied as she patted her son on the head. "And hey...before ya know it, he might start to look up to you."

"Oh, of course he will," DK teased. In all fairness, Diddy was still a baby, so he couldn't say whether or not they'd ever get along. But even then, it was nice to finally meet him...even if he didn't feel the same way.

"THERE YOU ARE!" yelled an ape as he walked up to DK and grabbed him by the arm. "I've been lookin' all over for ya!"

"But Dad, I was just-"

"No buts!" Junior yelled, "We've gotta go harvest those bananas for the hoard!"

DK rolled his eyes as his father dragged him away. He waved good-bye to Lily, who waved back as she started heading over to Funky's place. Ever since she'd gotten married, DK rarely had a chance to see her. While they weren't exactly close when they were younger, it was always nice to catch up every once in a while. Of course, DK was next in line to be King of the Island, so all of his other responsibilities had to come first. It always had to be him gathering bananas and keeping an eye out for the Kremlings. It wasn't fun, but somebody had to do it.

"So how'd things go with King K. Rool?"

"He said he'd leave us alone so long as we keep out of his turf," Junior replied, "but I dunno...I don't trust that lizard."

"I can't say I blame ya," DK said, scratching the back of his head. "Did anything else happen?"

"Well...The barrel factory's gone down again," Junior replied. DK tilted his head in concern. "Should we do something?"

"We COULD...but I think we'll we fine without a few new barrels for a while," Junior said . "And I'm sure Candy and Swanky could use a break, too."

DK let out a chuckle. As concerned as he was, he couldn't recall the last time Candy's had a break from work. And hey, the barrel factory owner could use a break as well...Though DK wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

Really, as exhausting as it was being king, it certainly did have its perks. And with his father helping him out, he was certain that things would turn out OK.

"By the way, how's Cranky been doin'?"

"Well, he's been yelling at everyone like he usually does...So I think he's doing just fine."

"At least he's not forcin' me to guard the banana hoard again."

"Ugh...ain't that the truth," Junior said rolling his eyes. "But if he asks, tell him you haven't slept in weeks."

"Yes, sir!" DK replied, smiling. "Also, have you met Diddy yet?"

"Of course," Junior replied. "Though when I first met him, he could barely keep his eyes open."

"He was THAT tiny, huh?" DK asked, though it wasn't hard for him to imagine.

"Well...as tiny as he might be, I'm sure he'll grow as big and strong as we are. And who knows...maybe Tiki Tong will choose him as the next King."

"And yet he couldn't choose Lily to be the Queen instead?"

"Hey, I'm sure Tiki Tong has his reasons," Junior replied. "But for now, let's just worry about gathering some bananas. They're not going to harvest themselves, you know."

"Yes sir," DK said as he followed his father into the forest. After all, the other Kongs needed those bananas too.

A couple days had gone by, and Donkey Kong was standing on the beach. He was scanning the area for Kremlings, though he wasn't able to find anything besides the occasional crab every now and then. Still, as much as he believed the Kremlings would leave him alone, He had a bad feeling that something was going on. DK looked into another set of bushes, and to his surprise...it was just a tiki.

"Did ya find anything!?" yell a Kong in a bandana, Funky.

"Nope, just a tiki this time," DK replied. "What about you?"

"Well I found a beaver once," Funky replied. "That's probably not what you're looking for, though."

"Huh..." DK backed away from the bush, confused. "I guess they really aren't up to anything right now."

"Say...how about we just go back to the village?" Funky asked. "We could go see if Candy wants to hang out with us."

"I dunno, Funky," DK said, "Those guys could come after us at any moment."

"Yeah, but it's not like you haven't put up a real fight before," Funky replied. "And besides...if King K. Rool comes by, I'm sure you can knock him into last year."

"Well...if you think it's OK, then I guess we'll be fine," Donkey Kong said as Funky wrapped an arm around him and squeezed his shoulder. "That's the spirit, Donkey-Dude! Now c'mon, we haven't got all night!"

DK looked back at the beach as Funky dragged him back to the village. He couldn't help but feel like something bad was going to happen. While he did put up a fight before, he'd never actually fought a Kremling before...least of all King K. Rool. But hey, maybe DK was worrying too much.

As the duo left the beach, a crocodile crawled onto the shore. He looked around for any signs of the Kongs. To his relief, there was nobody around. He pulled out his walkie-talkie and began to speak. "It's all clear, your majesty!"

"Excellent!" said a voice from inside the walkie-talkie. "We should be ready to ambush those primates by midnight. In the meantime, just wait there and keep an eye out for any other Kongs."

"Yes, sir!" The Kremling said enthusiastically as he put the walkie-talkie away. Suddenly, he felt something bite him. He turned his head, he could see a tiki with its beak clamped over his tail.

"Get lost, ya glorified drum!" the Kremling yelled, causing the tiki to bite even harder. The Kremling snorted, he hoped the rest of the Kremlings would hurry.

It was late at night, DK was sitting on Funky's porch. The porch was lined with colorful lamps. In the middle of it sat Funky's contraption, covered by a white sheet. For such a laid-back guy, he was able to put a lot of work into it. Perhaps he needed just a few more parts? Maybe then, DK would finally see what this machine would look like.

"Sorry I'm late," said a woman's voice as she made her way to the porch. "Bluster was trying to hold me back again!"

"Of course he would," DK said rolling his eyes. "So how've you been, Candy?"

"I've been doing just fine," Candy replied as she sat down next to DK. "Just a thousand more coins and I'll finally be able to open my own music shop!"

"I'd help ya along, but I don't think Cranky would agree with it."

"Well, all that money he's got has to go to something more important...I think," Candy looked at DK. "So...how are things going with you?"

"Eh...I've been better," DK replied. "Really, the only interesting thing that's happened so far was that I finally got to meet my nephew."

"Oh, you got to meet Lily's kid?" Candy asked. "How'd that go?"

"Well...The kid doesn't like me, that's for sure."

"Hey, I'd be scared too if a giant gorilla tried to be my friend!"

"Ah, shut up!" DK said as he playfully jabbed Candy's arm. Candy jabbed him twice as hard, the duo couldn't help but laugh at each other.

"Oh-ho...and what do we have here?" said Funky as he stepped outside with three banana milkshakes sitting on a tray.

"Knock it off, Funky." Candy said as she grabbed a milkshake from the tray, "DK and I are just friends."

"Oh...you say that NOW," Funky said with a smirk, "but I can just SMELL the love in the air."

DK shook his head as he grabbed a milkshake for himself. "Whatever you say, Funky...Whatever you say."

The trio sat there quietly while enjoying their milkshakes. Most of the Kongs were probably asleep at this hour, not that DK minded. As a kid, he hated having to stay up late...especially since Cranky used to make him guard the Banana Hoard all night. However, seeing the village as the adult he is now, it was actually kind of peaceful.

"Hey, DK?"

"Yeah, Candy?"

"Do you hear that?"

"Hear what?" DK asked, looking around. Soon, Funky was able to hear it as well. It sounded like a lot of yelling. Out where the beach was, the trio could see a trail of fire heading towards them. DK felt a sinking feeling in his chest.

"Is...that what I think it is?" Funky asked, quietly.

"W-we've gotta warn the village!" Candy yelled. DK sat up and started heading up the hill with Candy and Funky following right behind them. The trio of apes began to yell as they entered the village, they tried to wake as many Kongs as possible.

"WAKE UP, MY DUDES!"

"THE KREMLINGS ARE AFTER US!"

"C'MON, WAKE UP!"

Kongs began to exit their houses, confused. An older Kong, Cranky stormed out of his house shaking his cane, his wife was following closely behind him. "WHAT'S WITH ALL THE RUCKUS!?"

"Cranky, there's Kremlings out there!" DK explained. Cranky snorted. "I see...you're playin' one of your tricks, aren't you!"

"I'M SERIOUS!" DK yelled, "THERE ARE KREMLINGS OUT THERE, AND THEY'RE COMING AFTER US!"

"Are you sure about that, DK?"

"Oh? But I would listen him if I were you."

The Kongs' attention had turned to the Kremlings, Especially the one standing in the middle, the one with a golden crown and a long, flowing cape.

"Now...which one of you is the next ruler of this island?"

Nobody spoke up, DK didn't know whether to attack or run. He knew K. Rool was bad news, but he had never seen him so up close.

"Come on, don't be shy," K. Rool said as he pulled out a sword, "We just want to have a little talk."

"Why don't you talk to me, instead?" Junior asked as he walked up to King K. Rool. "You said that you'd leave us alone if we stayed off your turf, why'd you come here?"

"Don't you get it, Monkey Brains?" K. Rool said bitterly, "This island is OURS, whether you like it or not!"

Junior trembled in anger, he rolled up an imaginary sleeve. "Why I oughta-"

"All right, men! TEAR THIS PLACE DOWN!"

The Kremlings immediately went to work, they began to burn down houses and chase down some of the Kongs. One of the groups DK saw were Lily and her husband. Lily was carrying Diddy over her shoulder. DK tried to go after them, but was forcefully pulled away by Cranky. "C'MON, WE'VE GOTTA FIND A PLACE TO HIDE!"

DK reluctantly agreed as he, along with some of the other Kongs, began to follow Cranky. Meanwhile, Junior stayed back. He swung one of his fists in K. Rool's direction. The crocodile dodged the attack and swung his sword at Junior. The fight went on for a while as the houses around them continued to burn, Junior and K. Rool would hit each other at any given chance. Finally, K. Rool raised his sword in an attempt to slice his enemy in half. Junior thought fast and swung his fist into K. Rool's stomach, causing the crocodile to collapse. He dramatically fell onto his side, as if he were playing dead. Junior felt that something was off, he knelt down to K. Rool's side and wondered if he had done too much damage to him.

K. Rool smirked, he plunged the sword into Junior's chest. Junior wasn't expecting this outcome, but he hoped that the other Kongs were able to escape. The last thing he was able to see before his vision faded was K. Rool's toothy grin.

"You should've killed me when you had the chance, now excuse me while I go look for your heir!"

...So although I'm going to be putting all of the chapters up, I should mention that I'm currently reworking DKC. I have the first chapter up on Ao3 right now, but I'll repost it here as soon as I'm done with this.