King K. Rool lounged regally on his grand throne in the neglected throne room of Crocodile Isle. His fury erupted as he hurled his golden crown upon seeing his sworn enemy, Donkey Kong. His eyes flickered ominously between shades of green and fierce red, revealing his growing anger.

Outside, the Kremlings reveled in celebration as the sun set over the island. Klump, an ever-watchful minion, shifted nervously. "I wonder when the boss will be back," he said with concern.

Krusha, naive yet eager, shrugged. "That could take years. What do you think happened to him?"

Speculation rippled through the group. "What if he got eaten by sharks?" Kremling 1 gasped, eyes wide. Meanwhile, Kremling 2, glued to his phone, added nonchalantly, "Electric Barbecue," oblivious to the tension around him.