Chapter 2: Reunited

The next day was rainy and dark, no doubt Cortex's favorite combination. And Dingodile was used to it. But, Coco hated the rain. It messed up her makeup. But, little did she know about the surprise that was coming.

Dingodile had made up his mind. Enough was enough. He was going to visit Coco, even if it meant being fired. "What did Cortex ever do ta be able ta create me?" he growled. "He stole me sheila, killed her once, then tried to kill Crash and Crunch!" After growling a few more times, Dingodile went off. Unfortunately, he forgot to bring his raincoat!

Now, the rain came down, harder than before.

"Great. Now I'm wet. I don't think Coco is going ta like the smell of wet dog," Dingodile fumed. "I might as well turn back."

But, just as Dingodile prepared to turn around and head back to Cortex Castle, he heard a voice.

"Hey, Dingo."

Dingodile's heart skipped a beat as he looked around and saw where the voice had come from. It was Coco. Dingodile smiled at her even though he was wet.

"Morning, sheila," he replied.

Coco smiled for a second, but then she caught the smell of wet dog.

"Yuck!" she groaned. Dingodile was insulted.

"Well, gee, I know I'm not exactly Crunch, but—'' he growled, but Coco cut in. "No, Dingodile!" she cried. "It's not that! It's just I don't like the smell of wet dog!"

Dingodile's worst fears had been confirmed. He knew that Coco would say that. Sadly, Dingodile turned to go.

"Dingodile? Where are you going?" Coco asked.

"I'm leaving. You won't like me. Not after the smell of wet dog," sniffed Dingodile.

"Oh Dingo!" Coco exclaimed. "It's no big deal!" And she hugged him. Dingodile felt better after Coco gave him a hug. It made him feel more confident. Then, the wind howled. Coco let go of Dingodile and her eyes were wide with horror.

"What is it?" she screamed. Dingodile took one look and shuddered.

"Blimey! It's a HURRICANE!"

Coco screamed. Dingodile whimpered. Then, they ran off before the storm struck. As Coco and Dingodile kept running, the weather grew worse. But, Dingodile and Coco got lucky at the last minute. A hut stood in the clearing of the forest. "We'd better go in, otherwise me wet dog smell will get worse," Dingodile groaned.

"Yes, let's go in and get out of this storm," gasped Coco. So, the pair went in and remained there for several days.