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[Fink rat!]

Fawful looked at the sandwich, satisfied, he doned his Head gear and flew towards Teehee valley.

[Almaz]

Meanwhile, in Teehee Valley, a washed-up monkey was mourning. It was a large funeral, in the middle of the desert. Exactly where the S.S. Chuckola was. The pastor began. "Those who lost their lives on this ship, and then their afterlives, will always be remembered in our hearts." Kong then remembered his late-late uncle's nephew, Bink. DK had always been close to Bink, and they did everything together. But then, Bink got a job on a freighting ship, and was never heard from again.

Donkey Kong cried as "Bink" was read aloud in the pastor's slow and mourning voice. Suddenly, a type of rage filled inside of the ape. The kind of senseless voilent fury that you get when somebody dies, or you go through puberty. His eyes glared with primal anger, and he soon threw his chair down in front of him, killing some Goomba. "DONKEY HATE YOU ALL!" Kong raged, punching everyone in sight. A rain of red fell everywhere as vim (Mario equivilent to blood) danced inside the canyon walls.

By the time it was over, DK looked in horror. Corpses lingered everywhere, and the dirt was a horrid-looking shade of brown. Donkey could only run away from the horrific sight, far away, inside the desert, where his rage would never hurt anyone again...