He took away their jellies and their jams. The madman King K. Rool was a bad croc with a need for causing all sorts of jungle hijinks.
DK and Diddy were just hanging out chilling in their treehouse when all of a sudden, the monarch monstrosity barged through the window and stole their precious fruit spreads.
The banana-flavoured jellies and jams.
This was most unbodacious…
"What shall we do?" Diddy asked his big buddie.
DK snapped his fingers as a brilliant idea formed within his monkey mind.
Later that evening, King K. Rool was making a sandwich using Falco's bread and the Kong's delicious toast toppings.
"Oh! How divine the flavour is!" cheered K. Rool as he sunk his terrifying teeth into the sloppy sandwich. "It's great to be a king!"
Just then, the crafty creep was greeted with a peanut shell to the face. It hurt and ramped up his anger level to the max. "Before I crush you like a bug, come over here and give me a hug!"
Diddy jumped out of his hiding spot and blasted more peanuts from his popguns.
K. Rool grabbed Diddy and piledrove him into next week. However, the Diddy was a fake! It was just a banana disguised with a giant Diddy sticker.
DK snuck up behind the rotund reptile and gave him the biggest Banana Slamma to end all Banana Slammas.
Thus…
Everyone in Smashville gathered and held hands as they sang "Amazing Grace". It was a sad time indeed. It was a funeral for two.
Mario and Luigi wept as they remembered the golden years of carpentry and jungle crusading. Ganondorf and Bowser hung their heads in shame for the loss of such great villainy. Marth was in shambles over the loss of gorgeous neckwear. Yoshi bawled over reptilian loss. Lucario was crying about his own good looks for some reason. Dedede was dededeeply dededistressed over the fall of immature comic mischief.
But Diddy, poor young Diddy Kong, was the one crying out the loudest. For the Banana Slamma to end all Banana Slammas truly resulted in the termination of both the user and its victim.
DK and K. Rool were buried side by side. Each was given a banana atop their grave in their honour.
It was both individuals' finest hour, but also their darkest.
THE GLORIOUS END
