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Macaques POV:

I couldn't believe that I agreed to this.

It was a Monday afternoon, MK randomly asked me, (when he spotted me) to help clean up Sandys boat. Now, I'm not sure if I've ever been on a boat, or nor am I a bit expert. But I don't think it's safe to just-.. CLEAN, a boat. At least not without proper care.

I'll admit, the only reason I agreed to help is because I knew that MK and that dragon girl mei weren't the best options when it comes to cleaning. Especially for some big boat? Defently wasn't safe. Unlike Wukong I don't just let MK throw himself into danger. (Well- Sometimes...-)

It was around 4pm when I got there at the time. the big blue guy they called Sandy, well-, he seemed nice. He offered me tea as soon as he saw me. From the sound of his heat beat I could tell that he seemed like a gentle soul. A gentle giant type if you will. I doing some basic things like sweeping, dusting, etc etc. For it needing a cleaning it didnt look that bad. Maybe it's just because that Sandy guy took good care of it. Or maybe it didnt need cleaning at all and MK and Mei just wanted a excuse of getting out of something. Probably both knowing those two.

I was finishing some dusting when I noticed MK and his friend goofing off. Not surprising of course but, I didn't think of it being safe goofing around on a boat. Anything could happened.

"Hey kid. Try not to do anything that'll get you hurt. Ok?"

I said to MK, I could tell that he heard me because he shouted back

"WILL DO!"

In that happy childish tone he always had. I never understood how he could always be so cheerful all the time. As I kept doing some normal chore stuff I kept hearing a creaking sound. Every time I tried to ignore it, it kept getting louder. I looked around and it seemed that none of the others heard it. I sighed a bit trying to push the feeling of paranoia to the side but when I heard it again I gave in and decided to see what the noise was.

When I went to investigate the noise I noticed that it came from the area MK and the dragon girl where at. I saw them messing with some stuff so I went up to them to see what was going on.

"hey uh... whatcha doing there bud?"

I said as I looked down at the two

"just seeing what kind of cool stuff Sandy has!"

the kid replied cheerfully as usual.

"Yeah he's kinda a tech guy. And as a fellow techi I reallllyyyyy wanna see what kind of stuff he has!!"

The dragon girl said in a excited tone

"hey Mei I think has more of a mechanic or engineer then techi-"

"Hey I do that stuff too and it's still cool!"

"You got a point."

They said to each other. I had to admit at least they were curious about this stuff. Back in my days I didn't see that many people into this stuff.

I watched as they kept messing with certain items, some random buttons, some little remotes. Most of it was scrap stuff anyways tho. So I guess there was nothing to worry about.

When I began to walk away, I guess one of the buttons can release one of the boats hook in the ground? I believe it's called a metal steak. I heard the clicking sound again so I stopped. That sound was the metal steak thingy popping out if the ground. Before I had time to react I felt a Sharpe numbing pain. 

The metal steak thingy slammed into my foot.

All of a sudden my ears felt like they were ringing and my foot was in great pain. It felt like someone stabbed a knife in my foot and left the knife in there.. it felt like a stabbing pain in my foot and in a part of my bones. I couldn't hear well everything was muffled and every time I tried to move it felt like that the knife in my foot would slowly move as well. I could a blurry image of what looked like a panicked MK trying to help me up. The dragon girl most likely went to go get the one they call Sandy. I thought that only pain I felt was in my foot but for some reason everything felt numb and my head started to hurt. Sure this wasn't even close to how dying felt but... it still felt awful. 

Then I felt tired...

....

I suddenly woke up in what looked like a small living room. Had a lot of cats in it, Must be Sandys place. The problem is, I don't even remember passing out? What did I just let myself fall asleep?.. that doesn't sound like me.

I looked down to see that 1, I was sitting on a couch, 2, my foot seemed to be wrapped up and casted. 3, I saw what looked like a nervous MK. Before I could even speak he hugged me and doing a ugly cry apologizing.

"Woah bud- I'm ok uh-..."

I was never good at comforting people-.. at least not on the spot

"Don't worry about it kid. Accidents happen yknow? Besides it's not like I died. And I've also had worse injuries then this."

The kid was holding onto my arm as he rubbed his nose with one of his arms

"But- But- it's because of us that your hurt!!! And i- I'm sorry! Please forgive meeee-!"

The kid said as his face was now rubbed in my arm. Oh my Buddha this kid really felt bad-? Why even care after everything I've done? Sure after the whole ink demons and cursed scroll event I've been ok when hanging around them but I still haven't even began to apologize for what IVE done..now to think of it...he kinda reminds me of how Wukong used to act in the past....

....

Makes me sick to my stomach.

"Its fine kid. Don't worry about it, I forgive you ok? Now stop crying before you get snot all over my arm-"

I guess when I said that MK finally stopped crying and just gave me a nod. He looked like a kicked puppy when he made that sad face. But he then gave me one more hug and a small smile before he ran off to one of the other rooms. I'm guessing the room where Mei was. After what felt like a minute or two Sandy walked in with a tea tray.

"Tea Mr.Macquack? It could help keep your mind off from your foot. I know a good cup of tea makes me feel nice and relaxed!"

..did He say "Macquack"? Meh. Now that I think of it it's not the first time he's called me that. Should I correct him on it?... nah. Why bother.

"Uh.. Sure, I wouldn't mind some tea."

I said as I tried to sit up a bit. He then handed me a tea cup that looked like a kitty themed tea cup. Is this guy like a crazy cat lady type or something? Or Is he just one of those proud cat dad's? Judging by the amount of cats he has and all of the cat themed stuff it could be both. The tea wasn't bad tho. It tasted nice and it was soothing enough to distract me from the numbness of my foot. 

After some time went by, I'm guessing a hour or two based off the tv clock, MK and Mei went into the room that I was in

"1, once again we are sooooososososo sorry!"

"Its true! Sorry monkey man-"

"Ahem. 2, me and Mei kinda promised each other that we would go to the arcade and that we will try it with each other-.. And since Sandy has a meeting with his therapist he isn't going to be here either...so....-"

"Where gonna have someone babysit you!"

"Mei!"

"Oh right-  I mean.. watch.... ov...er you?"

"Good enough."

I listened as the two spoke and had some what seemed like friendly bickering in the middle of it. watch over me? Oh wowza can't wait to see who's the idiot taking care of me.

"that's fine."

I said as I shrugged. I didn't want the kid worrying over me and if I suggested me staying alone he wouldn't of let that happen anyway so I might as well had agreed.

"great! Just so you know before they get here that 1, they were the only one who had nothing to do- and 2! They actually wanted to do it. In surprised that they seemed worried-"

Worried? Now who in their right mind would be worried about me.

After MK finished talking him and Mei gave a quick goodbye before they ran off doing their activities. I sat there in the house for a bit before the door opened almost as fast as it closed. What came into my vision shooked me a bit. 

"..Wukong-?"

Out of all the people, Wukong?! Oh well this is gonna be just peachy. But... Why-.. Why would Wukong be worried? Why would he even care-?.. he probably lied or something like that. I know that Wukong isn't one to hurt his "ego". I was going to say something snarky but I was caught off gaurd when wukong suddenly was sitting beside me and checking on my foot.

"macaque are you alright?! What the hell happened?! What did you do?! Does it hurt?! Can you walk-?! I mean I knew the kid said it was bad but I didn't know it'll be bad enough to be in a cast!"

his ginger fur seemed to stand on end... was he actually worried?... no.. the great sage wouldn't care... right?... damn it Wukong. Why can't I seem to get away from you...

"calm down 'your majesty' don't get your damn panties in a twist. I'm fine, it was just a accident. MK and his friend were messing with that big blue guys stuff and one of the buttons released like a steak thingy from the ground and slammed into my foot maybe skimming some of my skin off. No biggy."

Appearntly it WAS a big deal- because when I said that Wukong looked at me with a horrified worried expression on his face.

"no biggy?! NO BIGGY!? macaque it fucking SLAMMED into your foot! You probably- not you DID lose some skin! I mean the kid said you bleed a bit on your foot so you clearly lost skin! Did you not see it coming your way-?! You usually had great senses- i- no. If it suddenly popped out of the ground you probably didn't see it coming- or else you would of dodged it and-"

Could he talk anymore frantically?! Jeez... I haven't seen him this worried since I broke my arm that one time.. how did I even break it..? I already forgot because that was over 500 years ago or something like that!... I still don't believe that he's actually worried but... he did seem concerned...

"stop worrying about it Wukong. You get over bearing whenever you stress to much."

with that Wukong just looked at me with a slight pout and stood up.

"you better get used to it. This doesn't look like it'll heal for at least a week or two! So I'll be taking care of you. Got it?"

He said it in a way that clearly showed that I'm not getting rid of him anytime soon. Whenever Wukong went into caretaker mode he made sure I never left his sight and basically acted like a worried mother that swore to Buddha that her child was going to die.

.... this is gonna be a lonnnnggggg week

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Macaque POV:

It hasn't even been over 2 hours and I already can practically feel wukongs 'worried' aura. That's if he actually was worried. I watched the TV trying to ingore Wukong who was sat next to me checking on my foot every second. Oh my buddha- since when was he just clingy?! Hasn't hasn't been like this since like over 500 years ago or some shit.

"Wukong. Could you not basically breath down my neck? I can hear your head rate."

His heart rate really was louder up close.. ironically enough... it sounded soothing..? Like a pair of soft sound drums making a complex melody? Well that makes sense. Seems like no matter how much I try to understand him he's way to complex to figure out what's going on in that egotistic head of his...

Wukong looked at me with a bit of a concerned face.

"O-oh-.. uh.. sorry-."

Wukong scuched to the side of the couch slightly and just sat there fumbling with his fingers. I didn't bother to look at his kicked puppy expression anymore but my ears went up as I heard him mumble something.

"Sooo... umm... how have you been-?"

Wukong said quietly... he's usually never this quiet. But regardless, I am not one for small talk. And if this was one of wukongs ways of trying to "reconnect" he's gonna have to try harder then that.

"...decent... I guess.."

I said as I tried my best not to look at him. For some reason whenever I look at wukong, or stare into those stupid eyes of his I always feel... weak.

Wukong rocked back and fourth a bit on the couch as he scratched the back of his head

"oh.. well.. that's better then bad right?"

he replied with a soft chuckle. He seemed nervous.

"Yeah I guess..."

I muttered back as I tried to sit up against the couch

"... do you uh.. need anything?"

"No."

"Ok.."

Once again dead silence filled the room. I could practically hear every little thing. That means it must be dead quiet to Wukongs ears.

After a long while of silence I felt tired.

"Wukong could you move off the couch? I'm going to lay down.."

Just like that it was like a instinct reaction. And I made the mistake of looking right at him.. his ginger fur puffed up a bit, his tail was clearly wagging and he smiled at me... that damn smile..

"Oh I could help you move your leg if you wan-"

"I'm good."

As soon as I dismissed his question he had the sad puppy face all over again. It was actually.. pretty adorable- wait no. NO. stop being a idiot and focus. Don't let him back in... dont... hes... he's done to much damage I can't just-.. everything... every.. I cant... I cant... but..

.....

Why?

.....

Why do I still love him.

"I could leave if you want?"

My ears went up when I heard hos voice again. I was so lost in thought I almost forgot he was there.

"Ah. Uh-huh.. Sure-..I mean-. Yeah, yes, ahem yes, that would be nice."

Oh for buddhas sake can't I just response like a normal person.

After that I watched as Wukong got up and gave me one of those stupid smiles he used to give me and walked away. He said a quick good night as he left. Now it was just me... alone... with my thoughts....

....

What is wrong with me.

When I woke up the place was still a bit dark. Judging by the how much the shadows were visable I'm guessing it's around 6 or 7 in the morning. I sat up on the couch and just stared at my foot for a bit. I want to turn on the light and maybe get myself some water. But.. would my foot be Ok? I mean it was a pretty bad fall and it got hit really bad.. should I call wukong-?... no. I don't need whatever pity Wukong gives me. I can do this myself. I don't need him.

Wukongs POV:

I was laying on a bed in a spare bedroom in Sandys place. I still can't believe macaque let himself get hurt like that. Like- how couldnthe react on time? Was there to much noise? Was he distracted? Maybe I should take him to my place it's much quieter and-

I jolted up in the bed when I heard what sounded like a thump or like if a body hit the floor.... Macaque! I ran out of the room in a matter of seconds to see macaque on the floor hissing in pain as he held onto his foot. I quickly rushed next to him and crouched down on the floor beside him.

"What were you doing?! Are you hurt?!"

I was basically panicking before he snapped back at me

"I'm fine! Jeez I don't need you breathing down my neck every ten seconds!"

"You shouldn't of gotten up in the first place Mac! You could of injured yourself more! I don't want you to-"

"I'm not your charity case!"

I instantly froze at that. Charity case...? How could he thing I saw him as that?..

"Macaque what are you talking about. I just trying to-"

"To what?! Help?! Ha! You never cared why should you now? What? Out of pity?!"

How... how could he think I saw him that way...? No.. how could he see HIMSELF that way.

"Macaque. I know your mad. And you have the right to be, and I know I've made my fair share of mistakes but-"

"When you left me. I learned how to fend for myself. I didnt need you when you left and i dont need you now. I dont want "Your majestys" help."

...just like that it was like my whole body tensed up..I felt my vision get blurry... my fur felt like it was standing on end... My mind grew hazy with past memories... the things that happened... I feel.. so angry.. like I wanted to just yell and fight with macaque about how wrong he was but... I would be lieing if I said he wasn't telling the truth... i.. left him.. I abandoned the one I swore to protect.. I was so blinded... so angry.. so much rage that I couldn't even comprehend that-.. I... 

...

I hurt him..

I hurt Mac... I hurt my friend.. my love.. my world.. how could I be so stupid?! What is wrong with me!? I can't even say a simple sorry without feeling like the world is crushing onto my shoulders! Without feeling like my chest was caving in on itself i- I did this. I DID EVERYTHING! I RUINED EVERYTHING! He didn't deserve this.. I don't deserve him.. I don't deserve anything! I  left him when he needed me most! I lost sight of what I was fighting for-! I was so afaid of death and weakness that i caused my own friends death! It's my fault! I was just a Monster and I will always be nothing but a kille-

"WUKONG."

..what...? ... all of a sudden my vision came back to me.. was i... crying?.. my fur felt like it was standing on end... Macaque was basically shaking me back to my senses. Even when macaque wasn't shaking me... I felt like a was shaking... my hands were at least..

"Im.. I'm so sorry mango...i-.. please..."

I didn't even feel like I was in control of my body as I hugged and clinged onto Macaque. His soft hands petting the back of my head as I felt tears run down my face. His hands were always so gentle compared to mine... mine always felt rough... it makes sense... after all, he wasn't the one who has killed multiple people out of anger. As I clinged onto Macaque I loosened my grip so I wouldn't hurt him.

"Just let me help you.. please... I want to help... I don't want to let you get hurt again.."

I didn't understand my feelings.....was this the feeling of sorrow?..

Macaques POV

Mybody tensed up a bit... Mango? There was a part of me that missed that nickname.. I haven't seen Wukong like this in centures... why was it now that he's actually worried about me... or.. maybe he was always worried... maybe I was to dense to understand... to be honest, I could never understand what was going on with Wukong. I still can't now.. Ugh I'm going to regret this..

"It's ok Wukong.. just breath. I'll let you help me. Just please stop crying.."

..

"I hate it when you cry.."

I didn't know why, it was like instinct, but I started to cup wukongs face with my hands and tried to wipe his tears away... that kicked puppy expression basically planted on his face... I dont like it when he cries... it makes me feel a weird protective rage...

After a bit Wukong was able to sit up and get rid of his tears. He then started apologizing for his who melt down... but I don't think he needs to apologize for that. Wukong then put his arm around my waist to help me stand, I put a arm on wukongs  shoulder so I could balance more... my foot hurt like hell... it keeps feeling like someone stabbed a knife into my foot and is slowly, slowly, moving it to the side whenever I tried to walk. As I limped to the couch as Wukong held me up slightly my foot kept feeling like a needle was jabbed into it. It was defently brused. It was a numbing feeling but, I was able to get to the couch quickly as Wukong put me down. Wukong sat next to me as he backed up a bit. I stared at him for a bit to examine his face. He clearly wanted to cling onto me some more.. cant believe I'm doing this..

"Wukong you can.. ahem.. hug me I guess. Just don't talk to much ok? I'm not in the mood."

As soon as I spoke those words he slowly clinged onto my arm and rubbed his face into my neck... He felt warm.. He always did... I looked back at the TV. Luckily the remote was next to me so I was able to turn it on. I saw how it was already 9 in the morning. It didn't feel like it was a hour. this whole thing that just happened felt like a matter of seconds pasted... why does time go by so fast..? I can never keep up.. and yet.. death felt so slow.. does time just want to fuck with us or something?

I took a deep breath and just turned on one of the channels. Just so I can distrance myself. I could feel how Wukongs breathing calmed down a bit. What was that a moment ago anyways? Was he over thinking like he always did..? Or was it something more... personal? And why do I even care? I'm the one that's hurt not him! ... yet... I can't seem to get away from him.

About 4 or more hours passes by and I felt a bit hungry. But, I know damn well that Wukong can't cook for shit so I leaned over to grab his phone and I made a order for Pigsys. I'll be honest it's the only place I trust getting food from since MK works there... lives there? Whatever. After 20 mintues or so there was a knock on the door. Wukong stirred awake as he lazily got up and made annoyed mutters when he walked to the door. His fur was all frizzy and messy. Jeez he should really groom himself more.

When Wukong opened the door MK imedently gave him a big hello as he handed him the bag of noodles

"Hey Monkey king!! I got your order! How's Macaque doing? Is he feeling ok?"

It took Wukong a solid minute before waking up fully and realizing what was happening

"huh- wha- oh! Hey bud! Uh thanks!"

Wukong said as he took the bag

"Macaques doing well i think, I mean he foot still hurts like hell and he can't walk well-"

Wukong looked at me for a bit and I just simple gave a small smile and a slight nod. He smiled back at me and looked back at MK

"But he's fine. Don't worry about it bud."

MK smiled and nodded

"Alright just making sure!"

Just like that MKs phone went off and he let out a yelp as he grabbed it from his pocket.

"Sorry! I got other orders to do I'll check up on you guys later, ok bye!!"

MK said as he left and went to his vehicle and drove off. Wukong let out a soft chuckle as he walked up to be and sat beside me.

"He's a good kid."

I smiled at that. It's true, MK really was a good kid... I  should really apologize to him about the whole tricking him thing- yes it was long ago but I still kinda feel bad.

"he is.."

I said as I leaned back in the couch.

Wukong smiled and then looked at me as he went through the bag.

"Let me guess, you got hungry and you didn't want me to use my amazing cooking skills and make you a meal?"

"Don't flatter yourself, and also don't lie to yourself about you "cooking skills" wukong."

Wukong made a dramatic gasp and flopped over on the couch.

"gasp! The humanity! How could you insulate my wonderful skills!"

"Stop being dramatic. And you call me a drama queen. Your basically a drama king!"

I couldn't help but laugh as he chuckled and gave me a helping of noodles.

"Aww but come on I'm not that bad-"

"You almost burnt down a house when it was your turn to make a meal for the brotherhood."

"HEY! That was one time!"

I smiled as he pouted and started ranting about how difficult it was to cook. I ate some of my noodles as I listened to him talk. His voice always seemed so nice for me to listen to... I loved listening to his little rants in the past... I still do now..

"Uh huh, so the stove catching on fire was it's own fault and not yours?"

"I- whatever! I'm not a bad cook!"

Wukong pouted as he began to quickly eat his noodles. I couldn't help but chuckle at that. 

"Yeah, yeah,"

I smiled as I looked at him from the side of my eye.

Whatever you say Wukong."

A few hours later, Wukong was eating some peach chips as me and him watched the TV, after a while of feeling tired I looked at the time and yawned. It was already 6 pm? Yeesh. Time really does fly. I looked at Wukong and nudged him.

"how are you not tired?"

Wukong looked at me and shurgged.

"I don't know. I just sleep a lot, maybe that's why I'm not tired."

I couldn't help but tilt my head a bit and think.

"But I barely see you sleep?"

"When I sleep I sleep for a longgg time. But if I'm awake I don't fall asleep until my body wants me to."

I- was that some type of insomnia or something- I don't really know. I just feel tired right now.

"Well-.. do you mind if I sleep?"

Wukong looked at me and nodded.

"Sure Mac! I don't mind if you rest. Your gonna need all the rest you can get so that foot can heal quicker!"

He had a point. I sighed as I layed down a bit against his side and started to doze off a little.. I felt a warm arm wrap around my wait and a hand hold me close... why was Wukong always so warm while I was so cold... it was like he was as warm as the sun...

..Comforting..

I closed my eyes and started to sleep..

Maybe it wouldn't be 'that' bad to be around wukong... just for a little..

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MACAQUE POV

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A staff gashed in my right eye. And a skull crushing sound and pain filling all my ears. Every time I would try to move or get free it would crush deeper and deeper.. what was happening?.. Oh yeah... I was fighting my own so called 'best friend,' Sun Wukong. Doesn't he see I was trying to save him from that damn monk?! Why the hell am I being treated like this when I'm trying to help him?! What happened to never hurting me huh? The biggest lie he ever told me. God the ringing sound..The pain.. I feel like I'm dying... I am dying.. it hurts.. my own eye was teared out and my flesh feels like it's burning.. If he so called loved me why is he killing Me?!

...

I don't know why, but even in that moment, I still loved that bastard.. even with that hatred in his eyes.. even though I'm about to fucking die. I know he'll regret this one day.. just like how im regretting doing what I did..

Just not today.

... if I knew the consequences.. if I knew he would be this angry.. enough to knock my eye out of my skull.. crush it with his staff as I felt my own broken bones in the crushed skull pierce my skin.. bleeding out on this battle field we basically made ourselves by fight so damn much and long...

would I have still done it..?

*Crush*

I shot up from the couch and was sweating bullets. The fuck just happened?! I looked around but nothing seemed different.. I had that "dream" again..I looked besides me to see a passed out Monleu King sprawled out on the couch- was he fucking drooling? And the snoring ugh, I don't miss that. I tried to shack him he smack him on the arm a few times but he was out cold. He really did mean that when her asleep he is ASLEEP-. He looked kinda cute like that- Ew no- Macaque. No. Bad. Ugh. Get this guy out of my head. 

.. but he is kinda cute.. his fur was all fluffy and messy and his tail was curled around himself.. it was kinda cute.. Why does it seem that I can never get rid of him? It's like a parasite but I'm not doing anything to get rid of it. Letting it slowly kill me.. until I suffocate... and die once more. I know he probably.. wouldnt do that again.. maybe- damn it! My brain tells me to never trust him again my everything else wants me to give him another chance.. I mean we both did some fucked up things so what's wrong with a second chance? NO-.

I didn't notice this at the moment but I slammed my hand on the couch and i guess the sound stirred Wukong awake.

"mmmm... Mac? Are you ok?"

I looked to the side to see Wukong rubbing his eyes as slowly sitting up. Does he ever groom himself- his furs all knotted. Ugh whatever, I looked over at Wukong and shrugged a bit.

"im fine. Don't worry about it, tho, could you get me my pain medication for my foot."

"Oh shit almost forgot!"

Wukong jumped off the couch and went to the kitchen. Wasn't he just drozy and tried a second ago-... I will never understand this guy will I? That reminds me.. my foot.. I decided to take off some of the cast to take a look at it, it was very brushed, I could tell due to the fact that most of my foot was a solid purple color with blue, and I had 2 cuts on my foot that seemed to of bleed a bit but is scraping up now. No wonder every time I try to move it it hurts like a motherfucker. I wrapped my foot back up and leaned back on the couch to rest a bit. Even if it didn't do much. I watched as Wukong came back with my Pills and handed me a cup. I threw the pills in my mouth and swallowed it down with water. As I drank the water I couldn't help but notice Wukong eyeing my cast. That idiot will pass it by the amount of over thinking and worrying he does.

"Wukong."

Wukong looked up at me with his stiff worried look and shook his head and chuckled it off.

"Sorry sorry-.. yknow how I get.-"

"Yeah. I do."

"..sorry.."

"It's fine."

We kinda just sat there in silence for a bit. Awkward silence-..

.

.

"Wanna watch Monkey cop-"

Andddd the silence was broken. Of course Wukong would feel uneasy in silence. He hated awkward moments. And Monkey cop? Isn't that the show mortals made using Wukong as inspo for the main cop guy- why that show out of all things. Sometimes I think he likes it only cause it has his face on the cover, or that the Monkey cop looked like him. It was a stupid show in my opinion.

"I don't have a choice do I?"

"Nope."

"Of course."

After 2 or more dreadful hours of watching this show, Wukong was talking to MK on the phone. It hasn't been to bad.. much- but every time I tried to walk Mister Mother hen kept nagging at me saying I'll just fall flat on my face... which was... not a lie. Everytime I tried get up and walk on my foot I would just tumble on the floor and Wukong came out a worried mess. He said if I kept trying to get up he'll drag me to flower fruit mountain to keep a better eye on me himself. Which is infuriating. Can't I just have a hour to myself?? Ugh. Days like these make me wonder how I got in this mess.

Tho..it wouldn't be so bad being on the mountain again... 

Actually...

I kinda miss it.