Aku Aku felt a perturbation in the Force.
No, actually he felt the little ones use the signal he taught them.
Quickly, a portal was opened anew, and contact was made again.
And while Aku Aku dispelled the illusion and inquired on the two days' events, Crash and Coco talked to the little critters, taking care, ensuring they were fine.
"Are you done fussing on them?!" barked Pinstripe. "I'd like to advance!"
Coco opened her mouth to retaliate... and lost her words when she saw the big shiner he sported.
"What happened to you?!" she exclaimed.
"What happened is that yesterday night, mister Potoroo thought clever to try and play pickpocket," snarked Ripper.
"The guy's wallet was more than half out of his pocket! I thought it'd be easy!"
"Well, you thought wrong."
"Oh, fuck you!"
"Guys, don't yell, please..." moaned Kong.
Crash gestured "What's with you?"
"Hangover..."
"I told you to just take a beer, like the rest of us," grumbled Dingodile. "But noooo, you had to ask for the strongest they got."
"Hey, I wanted to celebrate my victory at this arm wrestling tournament, and a beer wasn't strong enough for that."
"The stuff they gave you had hornets macerating in it! That should have been a big red flag!"
"Got knocked you out after one swallow!" protested Tiny. "Tiny not touch that crap!"
At everyone's surprise, the koala smirked.
"At least, it was a real man's drink."
Dingodile rolled his eyes in exasperation at this macho display.
"Quit whining," grumbled Rilla. "You, at least, you didn't get barfed on by a drunkard."
"Oh, come on, he apologized," protested Joe.
"It's not like he did it on purpose," added Moe.
"It took me three showers to get rid of the smell!" spat Rilla, uncharacteristically (but understandably) in a very foul mood. "If he hadn't been huge and with three buddies, I'd have kicked his teeth in!"
Aku Aku coughed.
"So!" he exclaimed a bit forcefully. "Ready to go?"
The Commandos answered "Yeeeeaaaah" with various levels of enthusiasm.
"Then let's go."
And they took the road again.

*HOURS LATER*

"We're progressing well!"
"Yeah..."
"Hey, wait, is it me or is the ground..."
Suddenly a net rose from the ground, trapping the Commandos in them!
Very quickly, brutal pains from their heads followed, then nothing. The void...

*HOURS LATER*

"Wake up!"
"Hmmmm..."
"Come on, wake up!"
"Uh, what?" stammered Pinstripe as he regained consciousness.
"Ah finally!" exclaimed in relief Rilla. "I was worried!"
"What happened?"
"We've been captured!"
"Captured?!" parrotted the potoroo.
"Yeah, you don't remember, the net?"
"Oh, right. And I felt a tree branch hit me..."
"You feel okay?"
"Meh, like a roadkill."
"I don't feel really better..."
Pinstripe realized they were tied and alone.
"Where are we?!" he exclaimed. "And where are the others?!"
"I don't know!" replied Rilla. "It's night and we're locked in some sort of hut! I'm scared!"
"Calm down, I... Dammit! Where's my gun?!"
"Right here."
Aku Aku's voice was a huge relief for the two uplifted.
They could see the portal through a small window hole, and Polar's paws push the tommy gun through said hole.
The polar bear then slid in the hut and did quick work of the two's bonds.
"For once, I'm glad to see you! What's going on?"
"You've been captured by natives," replied the spirit mask. "We already contacted the others, and given them their equipment back from the natives. They're waiting for our signal to bust out."
"Yeah, well I hope you'll give it fast," muttered in a terrified tone Rilla, who was now looking by another little hole in the hut.
Pinstripe looked too, and gasped in horror.
The natives were cooking Dingodile over a spit roast!
The hybrid was desperately struggling in his bonds, his screams muffled by the apple shoved in his mouth.
"We've got to act!" panicked Pinstripe.
"We are!" protested Aku Aku. "I'll materialize the portal over the fire, that'll be the signal! Ready?!"
"Yeah, hurry, dammit!!"
The portal moved quickly out of the hut and materialized over the poor destined feast.
"NOW!!"
The Commandos bursted out of the huts they had been prisoners of and bum rushed the natives.
The savages tried and fight back against those who, for them, were nothing but weird animals, but without the element of surprise, they didn't stand a chance.
At Aku Aku's behest, the seven didn't kill, but they furiously clobbered and insulted.
Even the little ones got in the fray, biting butts.
Except Penta, who heroically braved the flames to untie Dingodile.
For a few seconds, the hybrid stopped struggling, looking with surprise at the penguin.
This immobility helped the little bird undo the bonds, and quickly, Dingodile fell on the ground, uncomfortably close to the bonfire.
As he got up, he ripped off the apple from his mouth.
"GAH!! FUCK!!"
"You're okay?" asked Pinstripe, as he and the others finished knocking out the last natives still conscious.
"I've been treated as a fucking roast for ten minutes, what do you think?!" barked angrily Dingodile.
"Let's not dawdle here. We take our supplies, and we scram!"
Thus was done. They rushed to the hut with the bags, in which Dingodile found his flamethrower.
"Alright, let's leave! This way!" ordered Aku Aku.
They obeyed...
"Dingodile, I said this way!"
"I have something to do first," muttered the hybrid.
"What?"
Dingodile showed what: clobbering the natives, who were starting to wake up, with his flamethrower's gas tank.
They yelled in pain, but not loud enough to cover Dingodile's insults and threats as he kept clobbering.
Finally, he lost steam.
"That'll teach you to try and roast people who did you nothing wrong!" ended angrily the hybrid as he finally went back to the others.
The hypocrisy was not lost on said others, who all gave him fascinating eyebrows and wry smirks.
"That's..." began Coco.
"Say something about a pot and a kettle, and the first thing I'll do once back to the Wumpa Islands will be murdering you!" spat furiously Dingodile as he stomped away.
Coco wisely shut up.
And the group quickly left, wanting to put the most distance between them and the natives before having to set camp.

Art by  caseyljones
Original here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/30695321/
Dingodile and Penta © Naughty Dog