The Kruiser ship had put all of the trapped Kongs inside, and flew off to King K-Rool's destination. Inside the ship, the Kongs were put into a big metal cage. King K-Rool walked to the cage with his hands behind his back, and chuckling.
K-Rool: (chuckling) Well, well, well. Look who I got as a souvenir for our long trip.
DK: Let us out of here, K-Rool or else I'll pound ya!
K-Rool: Pound me? You can't pound me! You're trapped in my huge metal cage. Sadly, there is no way for you to get out of there. Oh, well. Looks like you'll be stuck with me.
Cranky: You scum sucking newt! You will pay for this. Once we get out of here, we're taking back what is rightfully ours!
K-Rool: I highly doubt that Cranky. You see, I've got my soldiers guarding the cage...just in case you make any attempts or have officially escaped, they have orders to kill you...and that will be less stress on me.
Candy: Where are you taking us?
K-Rool: You'll see in a while. It's all part of my master plan to end you monkeys once and for all. Now that I have all of you, no one can stop me now! (laughing)
Down at the beach, Tiny Kong was still unconscious from the laser beam. Something up under her was trying to escape. It couldn't get out until it had the idea of digging under the sand to be free. It made a short trail, and it popped out of the sand.
Junior: (gasping) Air...air...must have...air to breath...huh?
He saw Tiny Kong laying in the sand. Junior walked over slowly to her, and tapped her arm. She didn't wake up. Junior tapped her again. She still didn't wake up. Junior got a little closer to her eyes. He lifted up her eyelid to see. Her eye was in one place until her eye moved to Junior's direction.
Junior: Uh...
Tiny: Yipe!
Tiny jumped up. Junior was startled.
Junior: Whoa! Take it easy there. I have a very fragile body. One tiny rock hits me, and I'm already bruised up like rotten pieces of wood...wait...wood...that's not right.
Tiny: Hey...you're one of those little blue Klaptraps, aren't ya?
Junior: Well, I'm not exactly that little. I'm kind of bigger than the rest. I'm the oldest one actually. The others are my little brothers.
Tiny: It doesn't matter. You're still those little Klaptraps... Say, what are you doing down here? You should be up there stealing my friends!
Junior: Oh yeah? You should be up there with them! I have a reason to be down here.
Tiny: Oh really?
Junior: Yeah. Me and my brothers were standing in line for our head count and I was near an open window. That idiotic, clumsy Krusha tripped on something and bumped me out of the window, and that's how I got here. What's your excuse?
Tiny: I was at my hut when you all came to invade!
Junior: No need to get snappy with me, Dixie.
Tiny: ...Dixie?
Tiny Kong got up, and dusted herself off.
Junior: Yeah, you. Don't you know your name?
Tiny Kong face palmed.
Tiny: No...I'm Tiny Kong. Her little...
Tiny Kong paused. She couldn't really say that she is the little sister of Dixie Kong when Dixie said that they were no longer sisters to begin with. She felt that hurt in her heart.
Tiny: (sighs)
Junior: Her little what?
Tiny: Never mind that. Just know that I'm not Dixie Kong.
Junior: I figured you were her because you don't have any pants on.
Tiny: There is a reason why I don't have any on! Now, could you go somewhere else and annoy someone? My friends have been captured, and I'm going to be the one to save them.
Junior: Fine, then. Maybe I will!
Tiny: Good.
Tiny Kong walked back home to get her things prepared for her long journey to find her friends, and stop King K-Rool from what ever he was going to do to them. Junior was going to go the other way, but he was so attracted to Tiny that he couldn't possibly do that. He tried to find some way to get her to take him along.
Junior: You know, you might need some protection when you are going out on this...little adventure you are about to have here.
Tiny: No thank you. I can protect myself.
Junior: Uh...you sure?
Tiny: Positive...why?
Junior: No reason. It's just that being out here alone while a chimpanzee like yourself goes out on an adventure to save her friends while poor little old me has to be left behind seems a little-
Tiny: You are not coming along, Klaptrap.
Junior: Hey! The name's Junior.
Tiny: Well, you're not coming along, Junior. I don't need any assistance from a crocodile like yourself.
Junior: What?
Tiny: I don't trust Kremlings. Never have and never will.
Junior: You know, never say never. We Kremlings tend to have a soft side. Besides, I have to get back to the ship or King K-Rool will know I'm missing.
Tiny: How would he know? There's like...300 of you guys up there! I don't see how unless he takes the time out to even count you all.
Junior: He has to. Those two idiots Klump and Krusha aren't that great with counting. He'll know, believe me. He does a lot of head counts...I can help you.
Tiny: Hmm...no. I got it all under control.
Junior: Gee, you're stubborn...
Tiny: I'm not stubborn. I just don't need any help from you. Why don't you go away?
Junior: Oh yeah? Well, do you know where he's taking your friends?
Tiny Kong stopped walking. Junior knew he got her.
Tiny: (sighs) No.
Junior: Do you even know what's going to happen with the crystal coconut?
Tiny: No, Junior...
Junior: Do you even know about the ultimate doomsday machine that King K-Rool invented...oops.
Tiny: Huh? Doomsday machine?
Junior: Oh, boy. That wasn't something I suppose to tell you.
Tiny: You might as well. You already blurted it out. So what is this machine? How does it work? Will it hurt my friends? What will it do to the coconut?
Junior: I can tell you all these things if you let me come with you. You really don't have a choice, sweet cheeks. You need my help, and you know it. I just want to get back to the ship.
Tiny: Wait. Did you just call me sweet cheeks?
Junior: Yes. For a teenaged chimpanzee, you're quite the looker.
Tiny Kong did not want his help, but since he knew about what's going on, she had no choice. She shook her head in disgust.
Tiny: (groans) Fine...you can come along. Just promise you won't annoy me throughout the whole trip.
Junior: Promise, sweet cheeks.
Tiny: And stop calling me sweet cheeks.
Junior: Got it, swe-I mean...Tiny.
They both went home to gather some things they would need on their adventure together. She grabbed lots of bananas, a map of the whole jungle that she got from Donkey Kong, a flashlight, and she put strapped her bongo jet around her waist. Junior was walking around admiring her messy hut.
Junior: um..has your hut been like this always?
Tiny: You ask a lot of questions, do you?
Junior: You know, your hut's a mess. It sure could use a cleaning. I'll start with the floor.
Junior licked his lips, and opened his mouth full of sharp teeth. Tiny Kong ran to Klaptrap, and closed his mouth.
Tiny: No! Stop!
Junior: (muffling) Why?
Tiny: I don't want you eating my house. We don't have time to worry about my mess. I've got everything we need to survive.. Now, what's going on with this doomsday machine that King K-Rool invented?
Junior: (muffling) Let go my mouth, please?
Tiny Kong released him.
Junior: I will tell you about this all in one piece on one condition.
Tiny: ….
Junior: I'll tell you if you let me hitch a ride on you.
Tiny Kong felt that she would look pretty silly with a Klaptrap riding on her back. If she refuse, he won't help her. If she agreed, then he'll help her, and also annoy her along the way. Tiny Kong went ahead and agreed to it, not that she is going to enjoy it as much as she would.
Junior: Well?
Tiny: (sighs) O-kay. Hop on.
Tiny Kong bent over so that Junior can have the ability to climb up on her back, but Junior was going for something else for that matter. His claws went deep into her fur. Tiny Kong winced a little, trying to resist the pain. Junior climbed on her head. As she got back into her standing position, he grabbed her shoulder and slid down into her top, and squeezed in between her breasts.
Junior: There we go.
Tiny: Eww... why in there?
Junior: It's pretty warm, and comfy in here. Now let's get a move on and I'll tell you all about King K-Rool's plan the rest of the way.
Tiny Kong grabbed her bag and headed on out the door. As they were walking, he kept moving in Tiny's top. He was getting into a comfortable spot. Tiny Kong's cheeks turned red, and she wanted him to stop.
Tiny: Uh...Junior? Could you possibly stop moving in my top?
Junior: Not my fault. I'm trying to get comfy here.
Tiny Kong blushed even more. She started to enjoy the movement between her breasts, but she had to snap out of it because there was no time for her turn-ons.