So, I'm back with another chapter. This took longer to write than I anticipated. Oh well, what's important is that it was finished.

Embarrassment Diddy

Diddy and Dixie continued to stand in the cave, staring at the flowing, crystally waterfall in front of them. They were standing next to each other, hand-in-hand, with Dixie resting her head on Diddy's shoulder. To Diddy, it was the greatest moment in his life. He didn't want anything more than this. After a while, however, he decided to break the silence.

"Hey, Dixie?" he said, still looking at the waterfall.

"Hmm? What is it?" she responded, turning her head to look at him.

"Funky's having a beach party tomorrow, and everyone's invited."

"What?! Really?!" she squealed in excitement. "That's awesome!"

"I take it you're going?" he asked with a somewhat sarcastic voice.

"What do you think?" she said with a grin.

Diddy finally turned to look her in the face. "Um, uh..." He turned his head slightly so that he was barely facing away from her. "Would you like to go with me to the party?"

"Sure!" she said with glee. "It'll be like a date."

"I suppose you can put it that way." he said, looking at her again.

After a while of mindless talking about the party, Diddy and Dixie finally decided to leave the cave. Diddy dropped Dixie off at her house, then headed home himself. When he got there, he found DK and Funky on the living room floor playing Go Fish.

"Got any Jacks?" asked DK.

"You've gotta be cheating, dude." said Funky, surrendering three Jacks. As soon as he did, DK added his and Funky's Jacks on the floor next to him. Diddy noticed that DK already had eight piles of cards next to him, and Funky had two. No matter what happened, Funky couldn't win.

"Funky, just give up. You lost." said Diddy, standing next to DK's pile of cards.

"Hey, dude."

"Hey, little buddy. So what happened with Dixie?"

"We went somewhere." he said.

DK and Funky waited for him to say more, but when it was apparent that he wasn't, they both asked, "Where?"

"Sorry, guys, can't tell you." he said, walking into his room and closing the door behind him.

"Must've been someplace really special and important." said DK.

"Hey, dude, wanna go exploring later?" asked Funky, snickering.

"Oh, come on, Funks, leave their privacy alone." said DK.

"Oh, all right." said Funky.

"Shouldn't you be out telling everyone about your party?"

"I'll do it later, dude."

It is now 11:30 A.M. on Monday. Today was the day of Funky's party, and Diddy was feeling pretty excited. He had woken up a few hours ago, which was a big mistake as that meant that he had to wait longer for noon to arrive. He was standing in the living room with DK. Diddy was wearing a pair of red swimming trunks and his red cap. He was clutching his red surfboard, which was a present he received a few years ago from Funky for his birthday. DK possessed primarily the same things; a pair of yellow swimming his trunks, his tie, and his yellow surfboard, also from Funky. They were finally ready to go.

"Okay, so I'm going to pick up Candy." said DK.

"And I'm picking up Dixie." said Diddy.

"So we'll meet at the party, I guess?" asked DK.

"Yep." said Diddy with a smile. "Let's go."

Both left the house and went their separate ways. Diddy took his time walking to Dixie's house. He took in the trees, they're bright green leaves swaying in the wind. It was this that showed him just how bright it was. It was the perfect day to have a beach party. The water would surely be the right temperature: cool. A cool feeling that would surely relieve anyone of the heat. As he got lost in his thoughts, he found himself at Dixie's house without even realizing it. When he snapped back to reality, he was halfway up her ladder. Ignoring these thoughts, he climbed the rest of the way up the ladder and knocked on her door. Dixie quickly answered the door. She was wearing the same bathing suit as on the night when Diddy first met her, except this time she was clutching her very own pink surfboard.

"Hi." said Diddy, not feeling nervous at all. Instead, he felt confident.

"Hello." Dixie responded. "Ready to go?"

"Yeah. Where's your sister?"

"Tiny already left." said Dixie, exiting her house. "She was bored and decided to go there early."

"Did Funky give you that?" he asked, indicating the surfboard.

"What, this? No, no, I've had this for a long time. I usually don't bring it when I go night swimming."

"Oh, that's new." said Diddy, actually surprised. "I'm pretty sure everyone else on the island has a surfboard because Funky keeps giving them out as birthday presents. He's a very monotonous guy." He drooped a little at the last comment.

"He sounds exciting." said Dixie, sarcastically. "Have I met him?"

"He usually sits with me and DK during breakfast."

Dixie was trying to remember the time when she accepted Diddy's date.

"Trust me, you'll know if you've met him."

"Okay." she said, shrugging it off.

The two headed over to the beach. Along the way, Diddy was detailing Funky and all of his mannerisms: his cool nature, his overuse of the word "dude", his slang, and his signature sunglasses. Diddy could clearly tell that Dixie has never met him, as she was thinking hard about remembering him.

They had finally reached the beach. The sand was bright yellow, as it was drenched in sunlight. The water was sparkling blue, and the waves were a glowing white as they crashed at shore. Funky sure knew when to pick the perfect day to have a party. Everyone else was already there, probably meaning that they were bored of waiting and decided to show up a little early. Diddy and Dixie calmly walked over to the middle of the beach and laid their towels down next to each other. Diddy didn't see DK anywhere, meaning that not everyone was here. He figured he'd just taken a little longer to go get Candy. He looked around and noticed Cranky and Wrinkly sitting on foldable chairs a little ways away from the water. They were both wearing sunglasses and just lying back. Chunky and his little brother, Kiddy, were building a sand castle. Diddy looked towards the water and noticed Funky, Tiny, and Lanky surfing the waves. Tiny was surfing classic style, Lanky was handstanding, and Funky was doing various poses. Diddy thought he looked ridiculous, but nevertheless, it was totally Funky's style. The moment he hit the shore, Funky clutched his surfboard and charged over to Diddy.

"Yo, dude, glad you could make it!" Funky shouted right in Diddy's face.

"Funky, I'm right in front of you." said Diddy, rubbing his ear.

"Ah, you brought a date with ya. That's cool." said Funky, looking at Dixie.

"Dixie, this is Funky." said Diddy. "Anything clicking."

Dixie stared at Funky, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't remember him. She gave up and shrugged.

"I didn't think so." said Diddy. "Anyway, you'll definitely remember him."

"What's that supposed to mean, dude?" asked Funky.

"Oh, nothing." said Diddy, averting his eyes from Funky. He happened to turn around and catch DK walking down to beach toward where they were. Candy was with him, holding his hand.

"Hey, little buddy." said DK as he reached Diddy.

"Hey, Dids." said Candy.

They laid their towels down next to Diddy and Dixie's. DK quickly got on his towel and laid down. Candy laid down on her towel next to him.

"Awesome day for a party." said DK, his eyes partly closed.

"Got that right, dude." said Funky. "Can I pick the days or what?"

"You have a knack for it." said DK. "I don't know how you do it."

"What can I say, it's a natural instinct. It's unteachable. It's too bad I can't pass it down to someone else. It'd be a shame to have someone accidentally pick a terrible day for a party."

"That's right, Funky." said Diddy. "And if DK and I have to duel the Kremlings with our natural fighting instincts, then we'll have you use your instincts to pick a beautiful day to fight."

"Your cold, dude." said Funky, drooping a little.

"Ah, don't worry about it." said DK. "You'll be fine."

"Say, Dids," said Dixie, interrupting the conversation, "what do you say we hit the water?"

"Sure thing." he said. He ran towards the water, Dixie trailing behind him.

"So, how are things going with those two?" asked Candy.

"They seem to be hitting it off." said DK. "I think those two are right for each other. Diddy has been so much happier with her in his life."

"Well, that's good." said Candy. "I'm glad he's not depressed anymore."

"That's for sure." said DK.

Back in the water, Diddy and Dixie were lying on their stomachs on their boards, ready for a wave.

"So how long have you been surfing?" asked Diddy amongst the tiny waves hitting him.

"A few years." responded Dixie. She didn't seem to be bothered by the tiny waves.

"You any good?" he asked.

"Pretty good. Probably not as good as Funky, though. I saw him doing those insane poses on his board."

"Well, that's Funky for ya." said Diddy, scratching his head. "He always likes to show off."

"Well, let's see you show off. Here comes one." said Dixie, averting her eyes forward and readying herself.

The wave came, but even though he clearly saw it, he wasn't prepared. He stood up on his board too late, and the wave overcame him and crashed him into the water. Dixie, however, was faring a lot better. As an experienced surfer, she was making herself look like a pro. She smoothly rode the wave to the sure. She was as good as Funky, just without the daredevil side.

The waves washed Diddy ashore, his hat drooping over his eyes. He straightened his hat so he could see, and the first thing he saw was Dixie standing next to him, trying to cover a laugh.

"You haven't been surfing that long, have you?" she asked, slightly chuckling.

"I've never really done it before." He stood up and tried to look as calm and cool as possible. "I thought it would be easier than that."

"Absolutely not." she said. "It takes timing. You'll get used to it."

"Look at you, the expert." said Diddy, smiling evilly. "Well, can you get used to this?" He splashed her right in the face.

She stepped back a bit as the water hit her face. She wiped her face and replaced her shock with an evil grin. "Oh, no you didn't?"

"Oh, yes I did." he said. "What are you gonna do about it?"

"Stupid question." She quickly splashed him in the face. Diddy showed no reaction at all, completely aware that she was going to do that.

"Is that all?"

He quickly splashed her repeatedly. She quickly turned around and ran along the edge of the shore, leaving her surfboard behind. Diddy quickly abandoned his surfboard and gave chase, splashing her back. She quickly turned around and shoved water right in his face, giving her time to get further away. She left the water and ran along the sand. Diddy gave chase, not wanting her to get away.

DK noticed this instantly. "Are they chasing each other?" he asked Candy.

"Adorable, isn't it." she said. "Those two are definitely right for each other."

"Glad to hear it." he said.

Back at the chase, Diddy was gaining on Dixie. Feeling he was close enough, he leapt at her. Unfortunately for him, she darted to the side right before he would've tackled her. His face slid through the sand. He decided to lay there, feeling defeated.

"Almost got me." said Dixie, standing next to him.

"I'll get you next time." came Diddy's muffled voice from the sand. He popped his face out of the sand and sat up, facing Dixie. His hat was lopsided, but he fixed it.

"We'll see about that." she said, grinning.

With that, he quickly leapt at her, tackling her to the ground below him.

"Who's laughing now?" he asked in an interrogating tone.

"I was never laughing." she said.

Diddy was at a loss for words, unable to think of how to respond. Finally, something came to him. "Oh yeah, well who's smiling now?"

"I am, and so are you." she said with the same tone.

"..." Diddy smacked his forehead, feeling defeated. He got off of her and faced the ocean, an unhappy expression on his face.

Dixie got up and stood next to him. "Why so glum? Weren't we having fun?"

"I just felt a mood kill." he said, still not facing her. "The vibe that I was feeling quickly vanished."

"Well, maybe this will bring it back." She grabbed his face, turned him towards her, and planted a kiss on his lips. Diddy wanted to melt on the spot, and not because of the heat. He felt that time itself had stopped, and he wish it had, as the kiss seemed to end shortly after it began. Little did he know that it actually lasted about four seconds.

Diddy just sat there, wide-eyed, staring at nothing in particular. Dixie couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

"Feel any better?" she asked.

"Very yes thank." he muttered.

"What?"

"I mean, I feel much better." he said, finally snapping out of his trance. He stared deep into her eyes, as if trying to read her mind. "Um, Dixie, I-"

She immediately put her finger on his lips. "Shh, you don't have to say anything."

They sat down next to each other, facing the ocean. She held his hand and leaned on his shoulder. Diddy felt a warming sensation course through his body. It reminded him of the time they spent in the cave, and he quickly embraced this familiar feeling. This party, for Diddy, truly had been amazing.

There we go, that oughta do it. Lots and lots of great...um, stuff in there. Woohoo...um, okay, I'ma go.