Tiny Kong was in the DK Jungle inside the giant Donkey Kong head on DK Island, still unsure on why she was gassy. She headed towards Cranky's lab, still letting out loud, deep pitch poots that puffed up the back of her blue overalls.
"Oh my gosh, I may be a small monkey, but I got a whole lotta gas!" Tiny commented as she glanced at her butt, her tuba like poot echoing throughout the jungle as she reached Cranky's lab.
Cranky Kong was tinkering with his various different potions as he noticed the gassy Tiny Kong entering. He rolled his eyes. "Oh, if it isn't the sax player. You couldn't get enough sax from your instrument, so you went and turned your butt into an extra one!"
Tiny Kong farted loudly twice as she blushed in embarrassment, wrapping her arms around the back of her head. "Oh come on, Cranky, don't be so cranky. I really need some help!" She exclaimed, her high pitched voice contrasting with her deep pitched flatulence.
Cranky murmured as he rubbed his chin with his right hand. "Hmm... I can help, but you'll have to pay, of course..."