The DK library is starving for some good stories. This is an idea that I had in mind. Hopefully you'll all like it.

Depression Diddy

DK Island, an island in the middle of an anonymous ocean. It is well known for the giant stone DK head that towers over everything else. It is also known to be the home of the Kongs, the friendly simians of the jungle.

It is currently 9:45 P.M. on a Thursday night. The sky is dark with plenty of stars. We now go to one of the many tree houses in the jungle. The house was, of course, made entirely of wood, and was at the top of a very tall tree. There was a tall ladder that connected the house with the ground, so it was easy to access. Inside, of course, was where all of the main action was happening.

As it turns out, this house belongs to DK and Diddy, the two main heroes of the island. They are, of course, well known for defeating K. Rool and getting the banana hoard back. But that was a few years ago. They are now much older and much more mature. They were roommates that decided to share the same home since they hung out a lot.

Diddy was in his room. Banana peels littered the floor, and his bed was messy. He was lying on the bed. His hat was turned to the side, and he was lying in a very lazy position. His head was against his pillow, arms and legs just lying there, back against the bed, and eyes slightly open. He was bored, not tired. How could he be tired? After all, he's watching TV right now. A rerun of Seinfeld was on.

"Right now, there is Relationship George. But, there is also Independent George. That's the George you know, the George you grew up with. Movie George, Coffee shop George, Liar George, Boredy George."

"I love that George." said Jerry.

"Me too, and he's dying, Jerry!" said George. "If Relationship George walks through this door, he will kill Independent George! A George divided against itself cannot stand!"

Diddy was mouthing every single word of that speech. He clearly saw this episode 1,000 times. He rolled over onto his side.

"Aaaaarrrrrggggghhhhh!! This is boring!" he shouted. "I've seen this 1,000 times!"

Just then, DK opened the door and walked into his room. He looked like he just finished freshening himself up. He almost slipped on a banana peel after he walked in.

"Whoa, buddy, keep it down." said DK, scratching his ear. He looked around the room, his face stricken with horror. "What's up with your room? You should seriously clean this up."

"I don't feel like it." said Diddy in a lazy tone.

"Come on, buddy, what's wrong?" asked DK, walking over to the bed and sitting on its side.

"Well…it's just…I have nothing to do. I don't get to see you that much anymore since you got together with Candy. I'm always by myself. I'm bored."

"Well, sorry, buddy. We just like spending time together. You'll realize what I mean. You're at that age, you know." said DK.

"What age?" asked Diddy, sitting up. He was a little more interested in the conversation.

"You know, the age where a man gets lonely and wants a female companion. It's typical among teenagers."

"Female companion? Me?" said Diddy, not too sure. "I don't see myself getting one of those."

"Oh, come on, you're a hero." said DK, patting Diddy's back. "It should be a piece of cake."

"Dude, it's been years since that incident. I didn't get one then and I'm not gonna get one now." said Diddy, crossing his arms and lying back down.

"Don't worry, buddy." said DK as he got up from the bed. "It'll happen someday."

"By the way, where are you going?" asked Diddy. "Are you going to see Candy?"

"How did you know that?" asked DK.

"Because you're wearing your special tie." said Diddy as he pointed to DK's tie. It looked exactly like the one he normally wears, except the letters "DK" were gold and shiny.

"Yup, I'm going to see Candy." said DK as he walked over to the door. "We're going to a restaurant for tonight. I'll probably be back late tonight. Cheer up, buddy." DK left Diddy's room. He opened the front door of the tree house and climbed down the ladder and headed for Candy.

Back in Diddy's room, he was still lying down, but he didn't have his usual bored face on. He was actually pondering something.

"I wonder if DK is right about that 'companion' thing." said Diddy to himself. "I probably should start seeking out someone." The Seinfeld episode was over, so he sat up, turned off the TV, and got out of the bed. He turned his hat forward. "No…DK was probably only saying that to cheer me up. I have no hope…or do I?"

He then took a step forward and tripped over a banana peel. He fell flat on his back and bonked his head against the floor.

"…okay maybe I should clean this place up." He stood up and brushed himself off. "But I'll do it later. I should go outside to clear up my head."

Diddy walked out of his room and left the house. It was 10:00 and the sky was still dark and littered with stars. He looked up into the sky and decided to cherish the moment…but only for a moment. After a few seconds, he snapped back to reality and jumped to a nearby tree. He landed on one of the branches and picked up a vine. He decided to swing through the jungle to clear his thoughts.

At the restaurant…

DK and Candy were standing at the front entrance of the restaurant, waiting to be called for a table. Candy was wearing a standard pink dress.

"This is such a nice restaurant." said Candy, looking at her surroundings. "I'm glad that you picked this place."

The restaurant was, indeed, nice. It was pretty large, and was made entirely of wood. It had rotating doors, and windows made of clear glass. Over the entrance, in neon lights, was the title "Lanky's Stack Shack". No one knows why Lanky chose such a bizarre name, but people think the reason is because it rhymed.

"Yeah, it is a nice place." said DK in a dull, boring tone.

"What's wrong, honey?" asked Candy.

"Oh, it's just Diddy." responded DK. "He's in a big funk. He thinks that he's going to be lonely forever. I told him to start searching for a girl, but he refused to listen."

"Don't worry, DK. I'm sure he'll be fine." said Candy, rubbing DK's cheek.

"DK, party of 2!" yelled one of the people working at the restaurant.

"Well, that's us." said DK. He and Candy followed the man to their table.

Back in the jungle…

Diddy was swinging through the trees. He went from vine to vine as he was swinging through the air. The cool night breeze was brushing his entire body, which was just what he needed. He continued swinging for a few more minutes before he reached the edge of the jungle. At the edge was the beach. Diddy climbed down the tree and touched the ground.

"Hmm, I could probably go to the beach to do some thinking. It looks very relaxing at night time."

He walked onto the sand. The grains were running in between his toes as he walked farther and farther into it. Since it was night time, the sand wasn't scorching hot. He also liked the color better: since it was night time, the sand had a really dark tan color. He continued walking as he looked at the waves. They made very little noise as they came to the shore. This is just what Diddy wanted to see: a black ocean with white waves crashing into the sand.

"This…is…fantastic." he said quietly to himself. He looked around the beach for a few seconds before noticing something strange. "Huh, what's that?" He ran over to what he saw, which turned out to be a towel. There was a pink towel layed out on the sand. Since it was neatly layed out, he deduced that someone was already here, but he didn't know who. He doesn't know anyone that uses a pink towel.

"I wonder who's here right now." said Diddy.

Diddy didn't notice anyone on the beach, so he suspected that that person would be in the water. He started walking towards the water to see if anyone was there. He didn't see anything, but then again it was really dark. Just then, he noticed a faint figure in the distance in front of him. It looked like it was coming closer. It was. Diddy squinted his eyes to see who it was, but it was too dark. The figure eventually got closer and closer. Diddy started to back up out of fear of not knowing who it was.

"Oh, hello." said the figure who was now standing in front of him.

"Oh, uh, hi." he said. It was only then that he realized what he saw. It was a girl. She was about his height, wearing a pink two-piece bathing suit, and had long, golden hair. On top of her head was a pink swimming cap. In a nutshell, she was absolutely stunning. Diddy's legs started shaking slightly, but she didn't notice.

"Hi." said the girl. "You know, I thought I was the only one who came to the beach this late. Do you like to night swim as well?"

Her voice was so soothing that Diddy stopped shaking. It was the loveliest voice he had ever heard. He then realized that she asked him a question. "Uh, n-no. I only came hear to think about stuff. I didn't think there would be somebody here, though."

"Think about stuff? Like what?" she asked.

"Oh, um, it's not important." said Diddy. "Is that your towel on the beach?"

"Yeah, it is. I was just about to head home though."

"Oh…alright." said Diddy, a bit disappointed.

"Bye." She gave him a tiny wave before walking past him towards her towel.

Diddy started pondering for a few seconds. He then turned around and ran after her. "Wait!" he shouted as he ran up to her.

She turned around to face him. "What is it?" She threw her towel over her shoulder.

"M-my name's Diddy." he said, a bead of sweat rolling down his face. Luckily, it was too dark to be seen.

"Nice to meet you. My name's Dixie." She grabbed his hand and shook it. Her hands were very soft. "Bye, now." She walked away from the beach and headed into the jungle.

Diddy sat down in the sand and looked up into the night sky. He lied down on his back and stared at all the stars. "…Dixie…"

Well, how was that? Hopefully not too bad. Tell me what you thought. By the way, the story will continue.