Doorstoppin' Murky Millin' Lakeside Limbos
The boat lied tethered to land, thanks to the rope left within the trunk. Either Funky was a good pre-planner, or he really didn't want her coming back with the toddler currently in her arms. And knowing the surfing ape, the later was probably the correct answer.
Regardless of Funky's intentions or not, she was here now. Lake Orangatanga lied behind her, separated from the main lakes thanks to land. Before she got on her way, however, she had to analyze her provisions. All the had, were the clothes on her back, and Kiddy's carrying bag. It was a great blue bag, one that would easily hold the baby, but that wasn't her problem. Her problem, was actually carrying the baby.
Turning around, she eyed him. He was sitting on the beach side, tugging at various parts of her clothing. He was so big, there was little to no chance of her back coming out of this alive. Unless she learned to deal with it. Why did the strength gene in her family skip over her? Kiddy and Chunky were freaking goliaths compared to her and her sister.
But she was only delaying the inevitable. She had to pick Kiddy up, or else she would never get a move on in this quest. So, making sure all of his items were in place, extra diapers, bottles of milk, his favorite toy, she lifted up his carrying bag.
"Okay, Kiddy," she remarked, walking over to him, "Are you ready to move?"
He just gazed up into her face whilst creating more of those spit bubbles. The sight of it sent shivers down the blonde's spine. He may have been a child, but that didn't make spit bubbles in less disgusting. Now she was really praying this would all be over soon. Gripping onto Kiddy's hand, she started tugging him along toward the lake before her. They traversed through a simple grassy path at first, before coming in contact with a long wooden walkway. Dixie released the hold she had on Kiddy's hand, in order to get a better look at what lied before her.
The lake all around her was wide and expansive. Also beyond that, were mountains far in the distance. Lake Orangatanga was much bigger than she originally though, comparable to some of the lakes in other parts of the Northern Kremisphere. Scratching her head, she wondered how such a place existed. She eventually settled on the thought of it just being another vacation spot. It was a nice place, to say the least, but she had little time to sight see. So, grabbing a hold of Kiddy's hand once again, she began walking along the wooden planks.
Things were going at a much slower pace than she originally thought. It was, possibly, Kiddy's fault, seeing as she was forced to bring him around with her. But something felt odd. The land was oddly silent, save for some of those big rats called Sneeks, and they weren't being as much of a hassle as she thought. Wasn't the Northern Kremisphere supposed to be a great vacation spot, with people hammering to get inside? Then why was it so desolate and empty? She took a quick glance at Kiddy, believing that he would some how give her the answers she sought. But of course, he was just gazing at the scenery, oohing, and awing at what he was looking at.
Shade over took them, as they stepped under a roof. Dixie gazed up shortly, as her free hand started tugging at the edge of her short jeans. She found her eyes started to grow heavy, as the calm sound of crashing waves echoed in her ear. It sounded like one of her nature CDs, the kind that puts her to sleep at night. In fact, it was exactly like the nature CDs. She started thinking about climbing some treetops because of it.
But that brief, calm moment, of pleasure, was broken by the sound of another. She snapped open her eyes, and peered down to Kiddy. He wasn't talking, finding solace in the long stretchy fabric of his clothing. So, it wasn't him. Stepping out from under the roof of this small hut, she peered down the long wooden boardwalk. Maybe her mind was playing tricks on her. She started walking again while tugging along Kiddy. And that sound returned.
Now she was sure she heard it. It was closer now, and she could make out something. Far off, craggy voices. She raised an eyebrow. Someone was talking. Gripping Kiddy's hand, she started pulling him off down the wooden boardwalk. The talking got louder, and louder. So someone else was here. She really wasn't sure if she should be pleased with that knowledge, or not. The way those voices sounded, they didn't appear to be friendly.
Then the boardwalk took a dip down, dropping a floor or two. She gazed down, seeing barrels stacked beside barrels. The sight of it all was an odd one. What were barrels doing here? If this was Donkey Kong island, then this would be natural, but this was the Northern Kremisphere! Where were the sun bathing stands, the tourist, the bountiful traps to steal people's money with high-priced goods? And why barrels of such varying kinds? Normal wooden barrels, steel barrels, TNT barrels, all placed about to be taken here and there.
Then she noticed something. This tall green fellow. He was pretty goofy looking, as he lifted up one of these barrels, and placed them near the rest. Dixie Kong's eyes widened as she peered at this fellow. He was a Kremling. There was no doubting that. His stance, his stature, his freaking race, it all screamed Kremling in her head. But how? Was their island not currently at the bottom of the ocean, after being sunken twice? All of them should have been extinct, save for the one. Then why, why was he here?
"Fffffffinally!" he commented, laying the barrel in his hand down, "IIIIIII've been working, aaaaaaaalll, day!"
He peered up to the sky in pleasure, as his mind pondered loose thoughts. Dixie remained in a hidden position, however, as she placed her hand tenderly upon Kiddy's lips. The Kremling before her wasn't a very muscular fellow, and if she fought him, she was sure she'd drop him quickly. But no confrontation would be a good. This was just a simple quest to find Diddy and Donkey, not an expansive adventure to stop another Kremling threat. Once she found her friends, they would end all of this, not her.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" this nasily voice echoed next, "Yeah, yeah! I'm gonna enjoy this one! Yeah, yeah!"
Dixie's face contorted into confusion, for that speaker was a weird one. Then, this small, red croc appeared behind one of the many barrels. He was a shrivel thing, looking weak and frail, but with a sadist's face. He was also drooling from his lips, as he caressed the barrels before them with this hidden lust. The action was so creepy, Dixie covered Kiddy's eyes to stop him from looking at this.
"Nooooo!" the earlier kremling commented, "Theeeeeeseee, barrelllllssss! Are for Massssssster, Belchaaaaaa!"
"No!" the small one said, shooting the taller one a glare, "Forget Belcha! Yeah, yeah! He's just a big barrel himself! Yeah, yeah!" he then looked back to the barrels before him, "Just one! Yeah, yeah! A TNT one! Yeah, yeah! Or a steel one! Yeah, yeah! Just one, Kobble! Yeah, yeah!"
Dixie started thinking. Kobble? she wondered, gazing at the green one, That must be his name...
"Yoooooou, are insaaaaaaane!" the one she figured was Kobble responded.
Well, there she had it. Two Kremlings, who looked easy to deal with. She could down them in a quick movement here and there, as long as she remained silent. Maybe she should have relayed that message to Kiddy.
For some reason, the baby's brown eyes began to water up. Dixie didn't notice it at first, for her eyes were to busy studying the enemies before her. Then the child began crying. Yells, and rampant screams echoed out loud, spewing from Kiddy's lips. Dixie turned over quickly in surprise, while the toddler continued to scream. With a quick glance away, she saw those two Kremlings turn to her position. And for a brief moment, everything froze up.
Then the green one pointed forward.
"Yoooooouuuuu!" he sneered.
With the element of surprise gone, Dixie figured it would be wise to take a run. Where there was one Kremling, you can be sure, there were a thousand. So, she quickly scooped Kiddy up in her arms, where the exact problem she figured made itself apparent. Kiddy was freaking heavy. He weighed like a ton! She used all of her strength to pull him up, but they weren't going anywhere. Then that small red one appeared, carrying this great silver cannon in his arms. His mouth was opened, drooling a puddle of spit. He peered through the cannon's red aim sight, while another red sight aimed from the cannon, directly upon Dixie's chest.
"Yeah, yeah!" he commented, finger itching on the trigger, "Dead monkeys, yup!"
"WAIT!" Dixie yelled out, stopping the Kremling briefly, "You don't want to do that!"
He placed down his cannon.
"And why won't I? Huh, huh!" he inquired.
"Uh..." she answered, glancing away, "Because that's not nice..."
"Not nice? No, no! But I wanna see things blow up! Yeah, yeah!"
"Really?" she asked, "Is it that much fun? Cause, I don't think it is..."
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Kiddy continued to cry.
Quickly, she turned to him, putting forth extra strength to hold him up. Upon doing so, she noticed something quire. A shield, running toward her. The sight of it really confused her. And that's saying a lot from all she's just witness.
"I shall make post-haste upon thee, vile monkeys!"
She didn't make any move. Then that shield hit her. She and Kiddy, were pushed away by the shielded being before them, knocking them past the red Kremling, and down to the platform holding all of the other barrels. They immediately fell upon them, covering them in pounds of wooden cases and steel ones. That shield moved away, revealing a green Kremling behind it, with a silver bucket like helmet upon his head.
"All face the might of the mighty Koin!" he commented, slamming his hand on his shield.
"Darnit Koin! Yeah, yeah!" the red Kremling with the giant cannon barked, "You made me miss my shot! Yeah, yeah!"
The green one with the shield faced him, and forced a smile.
"I was only being aidful in your plight! Valiant Bazuka!"
"Aidful my red butt! Yeah, yeah!" Bazuka responded.
"Aaaaaareee, they dead, yeeeeeetttt?" Kobble commented, his hand laying on the steel barrels.
Both Bazuka and Koin leaped down from the elevator walkway, and down to the second floor. Slowly, they moved toward the fallen barrels, noticing an extreme lack of painful cries or screams. Then, one of those steel barrels rose up. Holding it, that toddler from before. He breathed in and out steam, while his muscles tensed up, showing veins. The Kremlings on the other end looked in fear, at this baby holding up a steel keg.
"You. Hurt. Dixie!" Kiddy remarked, "Kiddy. Hurt. YOU!"
The Kremlings were in so much shock, they just stared forward, even when he pulled back that steel barrel. The next moment, it was flying forward. It swooped harmlessly over Koin's head, missing all three of the Kremlings. In fact, once they noticed it missed, the three crocodiles began laughing. But that was only a ruse, for the steel kegs bounced off the wall behind them, and struck Koin square in the back. The attack slipped him off, and knocked him off the wooden board walk. Kiddy still showed rage however, while these feral growls escaped his lips. He glared over to Kobble next, hoping that the lizard would make an attack. He didn't, wisely enough. Instead, he leaped off the boardwalk, and into the lake before them. That left Bazuka, who wasn't about to leave.
"Coward! Yeah, yeah!" he aimed forward his cannon, "I'll smoke this monkey! Yeah, yeah!"
The red sight of his cannon aimed upon Kiddy's body, though the toddler showed no fear. Granted, it wasn't from bravery, and more from a lack of knowledge about giant cannons. Bazuka licked his lips, as his finger started to press upon the trigger.
Suddenly, Kiddy was pushed out-of-the-way. The barrels were pushed away next, only to be replaced with this blonde haired monkey. Dixie focused her verdant eyes on Bazuka with rage, as she held this TNT barrel in her hands.
"Don't you dare!" she yelled, lobbing forward the barrel in her hand.
That weapon flew into his silver cannon, lobbing its way right inside. Bazuka eyed the weapon, as he heard noises echo out. It wasn't a really good noise. The cannon started smoking, and he eyed the blonde before him. Next, that silver weapon in his hand turned red, as heat began to increase to great levels.
The cannon exploded. Right in Bazuka's hands.
The force of the powerful blast knocked him right off the boardwalk, and into the lake alongside his partners.
"DAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMNNNNNNN YOOOOOOOOOUUUUU!... Yeah, yeah!" Bazuka roared as he flew away.
Dixie's arms slumped down, as she breathed in and out. A fight wasn't exactly what she was expecting. Especially against Kremlings. Things were getting harder. She spun around. Her verdant eyes fell upon Kiddy's frame. He looked completely composed, as he sucked on his thumb like the child he was. The sight of it made Dixie smile.
"Thanks for the help there, baby cousin..." she remarked, walking toward him.
Her praise made Kiddy smile even more as his eyes closed shut. Dixie took a few steps forward, when this disgusting smell entered her nose. It didn't take long for her to realize why.
…
One stinky diaper later, the two was near this great wooden building. It looked old and disused, for windows were broken, plant life was growing upon it, and cobwebs were visible even from the outside. Dixie raised her hand, and placed it upon her chin, as she eyed the building. Honestly, she should have passed by it. She had a mission, and that mission was to find Diddy and Donkey. But with Kremlings around, she wasn't sure if this mission was easy anymore. For all she knew, they could have had the other apes in some kind of stronghold. In fact, she would bet money that they had them in some crazy contraption. Could they be held in this old, Murky Mill? Maybe, maybe not, the monkey was no longer sure. Still, she couldn't help but to check.
Her feet brought her toward the run down building, and her hand met its entrance. With a mighty push, she shoved open the doorway, sending sawdust and cobwebs flying. She coughed and waved her hand through the stuffy substances, as regret already began to fill her. Kiddy seemed to not mind, however, as he playfully blew up and down a fragmented piece of web.
The individual footsteps they took in the place echoed out loud. The place was so old, Dixie was afraid the floors was going to break under her and Kiddy's toes. The lights were also flickering on and off, adding to the age of this place. If it was still in use, it sure didn't appear to be, for Dixie was really beginning to lose her nerves. Regardless, she trekked through.
Many discarded barrels were placed about, making the place look like a graveyard of wood and steel. But there was this underlying mystery that filled the air of this place. As she walked through the abandoned factory, with her cousin attached to her hand, she couldn't help but to eye everything closely. That's when buzzing entered her ears.
Almost immediately, the Kong ducked down behind some objects, pulling Kiddy along with her. Sweat started to drip from her head, as her eyes closed shut. Fear was gripping her, and for good reason too. Buzzing like that, could only equal one thing.
Zingers. The thought of Zingers, flying around, with spikes all on their body, ready to strike anything, and everything, was a terrible thought indeed. But, the Zingers were supposed to be dead. Queen B. had been defeated long ago, and not to long after that, King Zing Sting was defeated too. And, for good measure, the many beehives that they created, had all been washed away. So, what were Zingers doing alive now? Simple, they weren't.
She peered over the edge of the barrels she hid behind. Flying their, this strange, bee like contraption. It was green, and had this buzz-saw spinning on its thorax. The mechanical objects it called wings fluttered rapidly, as it stood afloat in the air. The eyes of the mechanical being looked rage-filled, as this demons scowl laid upon it. The mechanical bee started flying away from the area, eventually disappearing into the deepest recesses of the mill.
Dixie let loose a sigh of relief at the sight of the retreating bee. If it were as mean as a Zinger, which it appeared to be, she was sure that traversing through this place would be that much harder. But she needed to get a move on. So, peering over the barrels again, she scanned the area to her front.
But as she did this, Kiddy noticed something. This strange box, deep inside the many halls of the mill. It had this elephant symbol placed upon it, and it was shaking. Dixie was so busy studying the area for any more of those mechanical beings, she hadn't noticed the box. She also didn't notice it, when Kiddy started crawling away.
"Okay, Kiddy..." Dixie commented, her eyes still on the area before her, "It looks like that Buzz is leaving. You ready to run?" she turned around, only to find the spot he used to inhabit, empty, "Kiddy!?"
She glared up, seeing the young monkey nearing that box. The sight of it sent shock-waves of fear down Dixie's spine. If that Buzz noticed her baby cousin, she was sure it would tear him to shreds. So, dropping to her fours, she ran up toward him, clearing the distance between the two in record time. She quickly scooped the heavy child up in her arms, bringing his face to her's.
"Kiddy!" she growled, her voice a scold, "Don't you dare do that again!"
He eyed her, and his eyes started to quiver. Something she didn't exactly want to happen. Not because she didn't want to hurt her cousin, and more because she didn't want to draw attention to them. They were trying to be sneaky, but if he cried, all of that would be for not.
"No, no, no, Kiddy!" she commented, "Don't cry!"
He started hiccuping, and small teardrops began forming at his eyes. The flood-banks were about to erupt, and she started tensing up, preparing for the fight that would come a moment later. But his cries never came, for a voice echoed out.
"Puh-puh-puh-please..." a frail, muffled, female's voice, called out, "I-i-i-is anyone the-the-the-there? H-h-h-help, m-m-m-me... Please?"
Dixie and Kiddy, in unison, stared at the box. The voice was coming from it. Dixie slowly put Kiddy down, and made her way toward the box. Laying her hands on it, her face twisted into confusion, when she said,
"Uh... Is someone in there?"
The box suddenly jumped, making Dixie leap back.
"Y-y-yes! Please! Help me!" the box screamed.
To be truthful, Dixie wasn't sure what to do. It's not often that boxes talk, ya'know. But she was sure something was inside the box, and if it sounded like that, she knew she had to help it. So, raising her hands, she struck the box with all her might. And even though, she had a lithe body, and a light frame, the young monkey held more strength than she let on.
The box shattered from her strike, sending wood flying everywhere. Dixie stepped back, and so did Kiddy. After everything settled, they saw blue eyes staring back. Then a grey body, floppy ears, a long snout, and a great frame. It was an elephant. Not an entirely big one, its size was comparable to a baby horses, well, maybe a bit bigger. The small elephant looked downright pitiful though, as if it had been stuck in that box for days, weeks even. Maybe it was, for all Dixie knew.
"Uh... Are you okay?" the blonde asked, stepping forward.
Suddenly, the elephant's trunk wrapped around her body, pulling her close. Before she knew it, she had the lips of this small elephant on her face, kissing her with all her might.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" the elephant yelled, this show of hope filling her, "I don't know what I'd do without you!"
Dixie eventually freed one of her arms, and placed it on the elephant's face, pulling herself free.
"Okay, okay, okay!" she said, "Enough with the kisses, don't mention anything by it."
Stepping away, she gazed into the blue-eyed elephant's face. She looked so happy, with this smile upon its mouth. Her trunk reached forward a moment later, obviously in a manner for a hand shake.
"I'm Ellie!" she announced, "And you are my hero!"
"Uh, I'm Dixie..." the blonde answered, while she gazed over to Kiddy, "And this is my baby cousin, Kiddy."
The great toddler stretched forward his hand in an attempt to pet the elephant before him. He pressed his hand heavily on Ellie's side, making the grey creäture wince briefly. The sight of it made Dixie pull her cousin's hand away.
"Sorry about that," the blonde remarked, "He... doesn't understand how strong he is yet..."
"It's okay..." Ellie answered, "After what I've been through, that's the least of my problems..."
"What were you doing here?" Dixie inquired next, "And why were you in that box?"
The elephant's face morphed into sadness, and she got down to her bottom. Sitting up right, her blue eyes peered off in the distance, as even more unhappiness took her.
"I don't even know where I'm at..." Ellie answered, "I was just at home one day, minding my own business, when the next... these crocodiles showed up. They shoved me in that box, and I've been there for as long as I can tell..." tears started flowing next, "I just wanna go home!"
"Okay, okay! Shhhh!" Dixie commented, "Don't get so loud! We don't want-?"
She stopped. Voices were going through the walls, and she heard them. It wasn't something Dixie was expecting. Quickly, she brought Kiddy with her, as she hid behind some objects. The next moment, that elephant got behind them as well.
"IIIIIIIII, can't belieeeeeeeevvvveee, we were stoooooopppped by that monkeeeeeeey!"
It was Kobble again.
"Twas a most terrible defeat..."
Koin, and his knight-like speech patterns.
"She blew up my cannon! Yeah, yeah! The little witch! Yeah, yeah!"
Bazuka. Wait, did he just call her a witch?
Dixie peered up over the objects, being sure to push Kiddy and Ellie down. Her verdant eyes scanned the area before her, taking into account the Kremlings before her. It was the same three from the boardwalk, just as she expected. How they got here so quickly was beyond her knowledge. The last she saw them, were they not in the middle of the lake?
"Leeeeeetttssss, just hurrrrrrrry uuupppp! And geeeeettttt, theeeeeeesssssse barreeeeelllsss, to Maaaaaaassssssssteerrrr Beeeeeeeelllllchaaaaaa!"
Master Belcha? Who, or what, was a Master Belcha? In her mind, these images of a crocodile invaded her. And with a name like Belcha, she could already tell what his problem may have been. A crocodile, that burped. Ugh, she could already tell she wasn't going to like meeting him. And she was sure, that she was going to meet him. It was her adventure's intuition.
It looked as if the trio of Kremlings would be gone soon, much to her pleasure. All she had to do was wait, something she had no problem doing. All she had to worry about, was any more Buzzes that may come around, and of course, the occasional Sneek that would annoy her.
But the silent air that filled the area, was torn open by a scream. She spun around quickly, seeing Ellie stand up on her two back feet. Her elephant trunk, and mouth, were opened wide, let out this ear-splitting noise. Before the elephant, a rat. And it downright terrified her.
"No! No!" Ellie roared, "Get away! Get away!"
Then the elephant turned around. Her eyes, just briefly, met Dixie's. Then she bolted forward. In her fear, she somehow scooped Kiddy up onto her body. The toddler, now having this brisk feeling of running at great speeds, laughed out and giggled, while Ellie ran in terror. She didn't even care that the Kremlings noticed her, and just rammed her way through.
"What?" Koin called out, "Who set free the elephant?"
"And did you notice the monkey on its back? Yeah, yeah!?" Bazuka commented.
"Thaaaaaaaaatttt one!" Kobble commented.
Suddenly, this golden tendril wrapped around his waist. He stared at it in confusion, before the tendril suddenly whipped up. He was in the air briefly, before being slammed, head first, into the ground, knocking him out cold. The tendril released him, and whipped through the air, revealing itself to be connected to a certain monkey's head.
Dixie spun around, not only matching the other Kremling's glares, but the sight of the retreating elephant. She squinted at the sight, yet ultimately settled her attentions fully on the foes before her. Koin and Bazuka huddled before her, the knight with his shield, the small one with that huge cannon. But Dixie didn't show fear. She huddled down, and got ready for the battle.
Koin rushed forward first, using the same tactic a before. His shield first, he yelled out in a jousting manner. But Dixie showed no fear. She stretched out her hands, and right when Koin arrived, grabbed tightly onto the edge of his shield. The next moment, she was up in the air, flipping over the Kremling while she still held onto his shield. He kept a good grip onto it too, much to her pleasure. She was expecting that. When she landed on the ground behind him, she still held on his shield, and putting in more of her impressive strength, she lifted up high the knightly being. Koin called out in confusion, while Bazuka merely stared forward in all. Then he met Koin, for Dixie deftly threw the knight into him.
With the three Kremlings down, again, she could focus on her baby cousin being pulled off by the elephant, it pushed Dixie forward. She dashed past the Kremlings, and down the halls of the mill, making her way toward the elephant.
"Geeeeeeeetttt heeeeeerrrrrr!" Kobble commanded, as he struggled to his feet.
"Shall be, my honor..." Koin commented, while he groveled in pain.
"Get off! Yeah, yeah!" Bazuka yelled.
Hanging objects from the ceiling gave Dixie the speed she needed to reach the elephant. She leaped from one fixture to the other, much like a monkey would do naturally. Her speed was impressive, clearing the distance to the fearful animal. When she got right above her, she leaped off, landing in front of Kiddy, and right on Ellie's body.
"NO! NO!" Ellie roared, "NOT ANYMORE!"
"Ellie!" Dixie yelled, "It's me! Dixie!"
But it was too late, for the elephant had already picked up her speed. They were now running through the mill at great speeds, passing objects and rats without a second thought. As Dixie struggled to calm the elephant, she suddenly heard something echo out. It sounded like a stream. That made the blonde's brows raise, as she wondered where that could come from. The lake outside? No, that sound was inside the mill itself. Dixie would have loved to investigate it, but with Ellie running so fast, it wasn't going to happen. That's when an idea came to mind.
She removed her hat, then placed it over Ellie's eyes.
"NO! I can't see! The mouse! They'll get me!" she yelled, stopping dead in her tracks.
"Calm down Ellie!" Dixie said, "It's just me!"
"D-D-D-Dixie? The mice! They'll-"
"No they won't, Ellie," Dixie whispered, "There are no mice around, I promise you, okay?"
"You... promise?"
"Yes, not calm down..."
Slowly, Dixie removed the hat. Ellie's frantic face remained, though her heart rate was slowing down. She peered left and right, scanning the mill she lied in. Just as Dixie said, no mice were around, to the elephant's pleasure. She let loose a sigh of relief, while her eyes closed shut, and she slumped down. Dixie on the other hand peered left and right, in an attempt to find the water she was hearing. That's when she noticed a wet patch on the wooden mill floor. Slowly, she removed herself from the elephant, and made her way over to the awkward patch. Placing her hand on it, she felt this moist feeling be returned to her.
"Weird..." she commented, "Let's see here..."
Crouching down further, she laid her ear upon the patch. The wood here was thin, for she heard that stream again, pouring on the other side. Licking her lips, she started thinking why a stream were here. If this were here, even more water would be close by, and the only source of water near here, as far as she knew, was Lake Orangatanga itself. And the only way water from the lake would be in here, would be a man-made stream, or a docking bay. And knowing Kremling's she was sure it was the latter. Hey, call it a hunch.
She pulled up, turned around, and eyed Ellie and Kiddy. The toddler was once again making spit bubbles, while the elephant was busy combing the area for rodents. Snapping her fingers, she brought the elephant's attention to her, while she started walking down the halls. She followed the noise of the stream, listening as it got louder and louder. A door open here, and she proved her earlier assumptions right.
A docking bay, with boats afloat, and the sunlight from outside. Dixie made her way over to the small area, specifically one of the few boats floating within. A three-seater, it would easily hold her, Kiddy, and maybe Ellie. The monkey really wasn't sure how much a miniature elephant would weigh.
That's when the wall exploded. Dixie was thrown down to the wooden floors of the embankment, as sound and flames spread out. Kiddy and Ellie called for her, keeping her conscious enough to stand. Getting to her toes, she peered to the wall that had been destroyed. Staring back, Bazuka, with his cannon.
"Burning monkeys! Yeah, yeah!" the stated, "Can't wait!"
His weapon aimed down at Dixie, the red sight placing itself on the blonde's forehead. Bazuka pulled on his cannon's trigger, making the weapon's muzzle flash brightly. A steel keg flew out, instead of the usual explosive barrels. Quickly, Dixie leaped up, and over the projectile. The steel barrel slammed into the wooden docks, sending shrapnel flying skyward. One piece was considerably large, and Dixie gripped it. Wielding it like a javelin, she pulled it back, and threw it forward. Like last time, her action lodged itself in Bazuka's gun, but he wised up from the last time. Dropping the weapon, he tried his hardest to pry the wood out of it, buying the blonde some time.
"Darn monkey! Yeah, yeah!" the small red crocodile yelled, "Once I get this out, you're fried! Yeah, yeah!"
Quickly, she turned to meet the gaze of Ellie and Kiddy, who watched the battle.
"You guys!" she yelled, "Get down here!"
It didn't take long for them to rush down the aged wooden stairs, and down to the dock. Dixie glared left and right, before settling on the boat she noticed before. Unlike the others, this boat wasn't the carrying kind, meaning, it was just a normal boat. The other boats were great, and holding barrels. Whatever the Kremlings were planning, it must have involved a lot of this. She had little to no time to think on it though, for Bazuka was finally removing the wood.
Ellie and Kiddy got in the seats of the chair, while Dixie leaped on the back end. As Bazuka squared up to aim his weapon, Dixie started pulling on the boat's engine. With each pull, she brought more and more life to the boat, before it finally happened. The rotors spun at high speeds, whipping up water and sound. Bazuka pulled on the trigger of his cannon, firing out a TNT barrel, which ignited in the waves, pushing the trio forward.
They escaped the mill, and tore through the lake of Orangatanga. Dixie kept her eyes trained on the building however, for she knew it wasn't over yet. And she was right.
Another boat tore out moments later, ripping at high speeds. At the forefront, Bazuka, while Kobble steered the vehicle.
"Geeeeeeeettttt, heeeeeerrrrrr!" the green one yelled.
"Easier done than said! Yeah, yeah!" Bazuka replied.
He pulled the trigger of his cannon, and fired out yet another TNT barrel. It exploded near the Kongs' boat, but thanks to Dixie's expert control, she dodged it. But another TNT barrel flew out, and exploded near the boat once more. Left and right, Dixie moved, dodging Bazuka's attempts at destroying them. The fish below the waters were surely being annoyed by the battle being raged over head.
"Darnit!" Dixie yelled, "I can't shake them!"
"Oh, oh!" Ellie called, abnormally cheery, "I think I can do something!"
She stuck her trunk over the edge of the boat, and despite the speeds, she sucked in many amounts of water. Her trunk now filled, she aimed back toward the Kremlings on their hide. Her head pulled back slowly, and her blue eyes aimed on the foes picking up speeds. Bazuka seemed to notice this, as his gun moved away ever so briefly. Then Ellie fired. A powerful stream of water flew through the air, and struck the red Kremling dead in his face, knocking him off the boat, and into the river. Kobble watched his friend fly off, with his mouth wide open. Then another water stream flew out, hitting him square in his face, knocking him off the boat as well. The boat, now without a pilot, weaved left and right wildly, before crashing into the lake.
Kobble surfaced a moment later, Bazuka beside them. With them out of commission, the Kongs as well as their elephant friend, escaped to the other side of the massive lake.
"Gggggrrrrreeattt!" Kobble yelled, "Kaaaaaaaaoooooooossss, is not gonna liiiiiiiikeee thiiiissss!"
"Screw Kaos! Yeah, yeah!" Bazuka commented, "What about my cannon!? Huh, huh!?"
Maverick Talks!
I tell ya, writing something that's not about Shadow is a nice change of pace, though I am beginning to miss the brooding hedgehog. But this ain't about Shadow! This is Dixie's story!
First off, the title, Doorstoppin' Murky Millin' Lakeside Limbos. It's actually a combination of the levels from Lake Orangatanga, the first world, in Donkey Kong Country 3. The levels are, Doorstop Dash, Murky Mill, and Lakeside Limbo. I was originally going to call it Purewater Pressure, which is the song title of the OCremix of the DKC3 song title, Stilt Village, which is the music for Lakeside Limbo and all boardwalk stages. But since I threw in Doorstop Dash and Murky Mill, I just figured an amalgamation of the stages would be a better chapter title. I like it, do you?
Also, references. I make references to the games before DKC3, in this case, Donkey Kong Country 2 and Donkey Kong Land II. When Kobble first shows up, Dixie recants the sinking of Crocodile Isle. The first, in DKC2, the second time, in DKLII. Yeah, Donkey Kong history. Get you learnin's on the web!
Next, the Kremlings. I decided to give them personalities, and of course, their pretty comedic. Why wouldn't they be? Their Kremlings! Kobble has a speech problem, Bazuka says 'Yeah, yeah!' after all of his sentences, and Koin has this knightly attitude. I enjoyed writing them like that, it just makes me laugh.
Man, I'm actually enjoying this. While I write it, I also play the game, and listen to the OCremix music. It gets me hyped, and makes me want to write even more! But I'm going to call it cool for right now, before I explode.
Well, one more chapter down, and so too, half of Lake Orangatanga! God, I like saying that.
Maverick Kay Prime