Chapter 7: Treating wounds
After Tiny Kong had her moment with her new friend, Eddie the mean old yeti, she started walking home. Junior was walking beside her looking up at what she was doing. Her head was down, and she had a worried look on her face. Junior wasn't quite sure what was going on with his main buddy, but he knew something was up because she had not said a word ever since they left Eddie's snowy cave. They walked for two minutes, and she still has not said a word. Junior was getting really frustrated so he tried to get her attention.
"Tiny? Tiny? Are you listening to me?" Junior asked. She still continued walking not even noticing that Junior was talking to her to get her to say something. "You'll." Tiny Kong? Tiny?!" he shouted back. Tiny immediately woke up from whatever she was daydreaming about, and looked at Junior in response.
"Sorry, Junior," Tiny apologized.
"What's with you? You haven't said a word ever since we left the place. Is there something wrong?" he said. Tiny chuckled a little bit. "No no. Everything is fine. No need to worry," she answered quickly. "I just have a lot on my mind right now." Junior scratched his head. "Care to talk about it, old chap?" He asked with his head slightly tilting to the left. Tiny Kong Responded by shaking her head. Junior shrugged and walked along. Junior decided to go find out what Donkey Kong, and Diddy Kong were up to. Tiny walked on home by herself thinking. Her mind were full of commands King K-Rool stated to her. It was killing her. She did not want to betray her friends. She rather die just to save them. If she gives up her dignity to him, she will lose all hope, and that was not what she wanted to do. The sun begins to set in the sky making the sky kind of purple-orangish. Tiny made it home to her monkey hut. She went in, and noticed that Dixie was sitting on her bed with the television waiting for her.
"Whoa! Dixie, what are you doing here?" Tiny asked.
"I've been waiting for you to hang out after the party was over. Where have you been?" Dixie questioned.
"Oh, I had to go see a friend of mine," she answered.
"Ah...was it...your boyfriend?" Dixie said in singsong.
"No. Just a friend. He really isn't the one that would catch my eye," Tiny answered. Dixie could hear the sad tone in her little sister's voice. She had the feeling that something was wrong with Tiny. Tiny walked to her bed, and sat on the edge. Dixie scooted herself over to Tiny, and sat. Tears were in her eyes which was making Dixie scared a little.
"Tiny? You're crying. What's wrong?" Dixie said.
"I-I'm not crying...I just have something in my eye," Tiny said. Tiny wiped the tears away. Dixie knew it was lie because Tiny can't even lie to save her own life. Dixie nudged Tiny with her elbow to get her to talk. Tiny refused. "Tiny, please tell me what's wrong. I really want to know what is going on." Dixie pleaded. Tiny turned to Dixie, and tried to explain what was going on. Before she could say King K-Rool's name, a sharp pain strikes her wounds.
"Are you okay?" Dixie asked. "Let me see."
"No. No, it's fine. Everything's fine, sis." Tiny said while groaning.
"Come on. Just let me see. What are you afraid of?!" Dixie shouted.
"I'm not afraid of anything...I-I don't want you to worry yourself over me, that's all," she said.
Tiny was really in pain, and she was leaning over ready to faint from the agony. Dixie took Tiny to the bathroom, and grabbed some herbs from the closet. Tiny fell on the floor, crying softly. Dixie quickly got to her, and asked where Tiny was hurting. Tiny did not want to tell her. She want Dixie to leave it alone. Dixie waved her finger at her little sister, and ordered Tiny to show where she was in pain. Tiny pretty much took off everything she had on. Dixie was shocked to see how Tiny's body looked. It looked awful with the marks K-Rool left on her figure. Dixie quickly treated the wounds with some herbs. The medicine was stinging Tiny's cuts, and she kept fighting Dixie, trying to get her to stop.
"Hold still, will ya?!" Dixie yelled.
"They hurt! What do you expect me to do?!" Tiny snapped back.
"I want you to stand still so I can take care of this. I can see now you already have an infection on your leg," Dixie stated. Tiny wanted to say something else, but she couldn't think of anything else to say at the moment. She kept her mouth shut until Dixie was done cleaning up her scars. After the wounds were treated, Dixie and Tiny went back into the bedroom to watch some TV, and eat some popcorn they had popped. While Dixie was eating some of the popcorn, she happened to glance over at Tiny. Tiny was looking down on the ground still thinking about the mission that she was here for. She wasn't sure whether she should tell Dixie or not. The decision that she had to make was making her feel very sick to her stomach.
