Hurricane Island [Diddy Kong x Dixie Kong]

Chapter 85: Recovery

By noon, Jemky's quartet along with Diddy and Dixie had been moved elsewhere. This time, the group of little kongs were in another outdoor corner, sitting on a wooden platform with some small tables, where on top of these were a variety of fruits, mostly bananas. The six children were gathered while tasting the feast that people had prepared for them. To tell the truth, the food they provided was of good quality, so much so that it made them feel that they had not eaten well for days... which was true.

Even so, it was obvious that the quartet would be clustered in a corner, while Diddy and Dixie were a little further away from them. Both groups watched each other eat while throwing some looks of weirdness between moments.

"We'll start with the spider monkey first," one of the people suddenly appeared, catching the attention of the kongs. "Then, the rest of the primates."

The six little kongs looked strangely at first at the group of people who had arrived. But then, they assumed that it was some other test that they were going to do on them, since they were near one of the entrances of the clinic.

"Come here, little boy," one of the people said, taking Diddy in his arms. "Bring the other little ones, please," they said to the other people.

The people were taking and carrying each of the kongs in their arms, and moved them back into the building. Diddy and Dixie remained normal, unlike the quartet, who were still somewhat uncomfortable with the care and treatment of the people, even as if they were afraid of them, but without being able to express it.

Later, they came to a large ward with machines, where they left all the little kongs on individual stretchers. None of them understood what would happen next, but they just saw certain people taking what appeared to be small posters and very colorful and geometric objects that looked like baby toys.

Then, they moved each of the kongs to different corners of the ward, accompanied by a couple of people in each of them. Afterwards, those people began to make signs and even games to each one, using the toys they brought, as if they were interacting with little children, in addition to doing a kind of movement exercises for them. Diddy and Dixie, each on their own, tended to respond positively to the dynamics that were communicated to them, while the quartet only looked at the people strangely, and even showed themselves as if they were intimidated.

"No, no, come here, little boy," one of the people said, holding Melenky after he tried to escape from the stretcher. "Alright, good little monkey," they added, patting him on the head in a sweet way, though that seemed to disgust him, as if it even made him uncomfortable.

On the other hand, another couple of people were trying to hold Jemky, since he had also become restless with the interactions that people made with him. He even tried to hit one of these people, so they had to hold him more tightly until they managed to restrain him.

"There, there, calm down, little one," one of the people said as holding him and put him back on the stretcher, while caressing his head sweetly. "Don't worry, we're just playing. You must cooperate with us to know how we can treat you, little boy."

Even if these people spoke affectionately to him and looked harmless, Jemky didn't change his awkward expression on his face, and even showed himself somewhat frightened. And the same happened with the rest of the quartet, who were also uncomfortable with the treatment of the people, as if they weren't accustomed to receiving so much affection or didn't like it at all.

Later, Diddy appeared to have finished the session with the people, and was carried on the same stretcher to another room. The people retreated, leaving him alone for a moment. But a while later, Diddy went to look behind one of the windows that was there, which overlooked the previous ward, mostly to take a look at Dixie and make sure she was okay. Suddenly, he heard one of the doors open.