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stressed-bird · 2 years

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Four-Eared MK AU

Act 1: Macaque accepted the baby but... now what?

Listen... I have ravaged the tags and aus and blogs of so many people and eventually made my own to satisfy my insatiable hunger for more monkie family content—ahem

This is very summarized, there’s lots of small details I’m not including for the sake of getting it all laid down and on the board /lh

We (Stressed) believe in keeping the trend going about monkies being born in mystical ways.

There’s Sun Wukong, who I am electing to have in this au born from a rock—yes—but it was a rock that over many hundreds of years was collecting magic in it that one day during a storm was hit by a bolt of lightning which is why it cracked in half and surrendered the stone egg that a monkie promptly escaped from with some pre-existing celestial magic properties (Heaven created its own problem /lh)

And you know I am 100% behind the headcanon that Macaque was born from a hurricane/storm and the remnants of said heaven-sent storm (his canonical title from somewhere of “Great Sage of the Informing Winds” only further sold me on this hc)

Meaning of course that MK must have his own mystic monkie origins—and you are right

MK was born of a crystal-encased rock that was initially infused with the magic of swk, swallowed by accident by Macaque, and promptly left for a few many years to soak up the shadow and demonic-celestial magic of Macaque’s dead body that was 6 feet under

But this isn’t a face-hugger situation where he bursted from mac’s chest—no, what happened os that Macaque was casually revived by Lady Bone Demon and sent on his way by her... and after a day or so of being alive and having something in his throat, he takes a moment to try and cough it out and nearly coughs his lungs out in the process but successfully spits out a crystal (rock)

And has the incredible idea of... breaking it. See what happens because this sussy little thing was in his chest and he needs answers

But once the rock is broken, out of it seeps shadow magic (that could easily be recognized as like mac’s not but exactly his) that materializes and coalesces into a baby monkey demon

Macaque is watching this happen with deep confusion (and a lot of denial)

But he can’t escape fatherhood as baby mk has seen him and already instinctively recognized their similarity and is clinging to the older demon like a... well, a baby monkey—

So several attempts to leave the child behind later (from walking away (baby mk hitches a ride in mac’s shadow for this) to handing it away to a human village to be raised (baby mk learns the word Ma from this and shadow teleported to mac’s location for this)) eventually Macaque gives the child a chance

So now Mac has a child... but what do you do after?

The answer is no one knows and Macaque just puts his new demon infant in the shadow of his scarf close to him and feeds him (names him eventually Xiaotian, Qi (firstname, surname) mangoes (it’s tragic he doesn’t love plums too but at least it wasn’t peaches, mac would’ve never coped nor recovered) regularly and they travel the ancient world as it modernizes

The shadow demon no longer really chasing after the Sun anymore, he now has a child he has to look after and he gives him the unconditional attention he deserves (mac is projecting but it’s helping him cope and if spite to be better to xiaotian than swk was to him is what he needs to become a better man, you go girl i guess)

And 200 years have passed more or less, 200 years of Macaque bringing what is now essentially a child and not really a small baby demon anymore with him as they roam the land and live a nomadic life. A life is that is promptly shut down after Macaque wanders close to the territory of the Iron Bull clan and is met by Princess Iron Fan that looks at the two monkies and calls out that Mac has no clue how to be rearing a child

She’s right, and the demon has to eventually concede to her point, to which she gives the demon a deal (because that was her intention this entire time, she sensed a powerful demon nearby and sought to make an ally of them since... well, her husband’s land is being nipped at and eaten up by opportunistic rival demons since he got sealed under a mountain a few years ago and she can only defend so much land alone while also having child red son under her care

Discovering the powerful demon is the six-eared macaque (who she does know of since her husband and swk were bond-brothers before they disowned each other and swk always had the other monkey close by) who also has a little demon child only made it easier for her to make a deal on the spot that would help them both

Macaque gets a safe territory and new home (she suspects the demon monkies have drifted apart since there’s no swk in sight and mac probably lived on flower fruit but ffm is of course owned by swk) AND a safe place to rear his own demon spawn

And she gets a competent and strong demon as an ally to help her defend the Iron Bull clan’s territory)

Macaque agrees and Iron Fan is now technically his Land Lady as he stays in her territory semi-permanently (this does make Red Son and Mk now childhood friends—they’re something else and their friendship looks so dysfunctional but is actually reasonably functional.

I mean, red son is a literal hothead and mk has been a wild feral child and is raised by Macaque—mk can be snide and a little shit and biting with his words but still a good empathetic person that understands what red son says and what he means)

(Example being like in the season 3 episode where red son is yelling at mk if he wants milk and an extra blanket in what sounds like a sarcastic tone but is actually a genuine tone since he does get mk that milk and extra blanket)

They have nicknames for each other—Red Son calling mk well.. “Monkie Kid” and “Monkie Boy” and “Pebble Brain” (MK has taken the Monkie Kid nickname in stride)

MK calls Red Son many things from “Sparks” and “Firecracker” to “Hot Head”, he does still use Red’s name—his name isn’t long enough to warrant the constant use of a nicknames unless to be teasing

And that’s the pre-episode 1 content because... it goes somewhere it does- >:3

At the end, we have established a baseline for this AU now:

- MK is the child of Shadowpeach, Raised only by Macaque (and SWK is unaware of his existence, likewise MK is unaware he has a second dad)

- Princess Iron Fan and Macaque are proper allies (friends even? neither care to elaborate beyond “ally”)

- MK and Red Son are childhood friends (this is indeed set up for Spicynoodles, may become Chimerashipping eventually)

- Macaque is semi-redeemed (the monkie animosity is still there but he’s not trying to be actively antagonistic nor helpful to LBD’s plans, his sharp anger tempered by parenthood, very open to proper “redemption” under the right conditions)

#lmk au #four-eared mk au #stressed talks #talking in the tags #shadowpeach #<- again—technically... and shadowpeach will become a part of this au later in like... what i would call Act 3?#this would be Act 1 where everything is set up and Act 2 is where action happens #lmk spicynoodles #<- again... technically.#come to my face and say that they were raised like siblings i dare you—there’s a whole small point that #both of the demon spawn are territorial little brats unwilling to share their only parent with the other #also uh... yeah. Iron Fan absolutely suspects and is aware of who MK’s other parent is and doesn’t know about the monkies #and their whole being born from unconventional means #she judges Macaque and Macaque feels all the indignation in the world about her unspoken but present suspicions #we believe in iron fan and macaque friendship moments

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cusimmrbrightside · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tang/Zhu Bajie | Pigsy (Monkie Kid), Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque/Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added Characters: Qi Xiaotian | MK, Red Son (Monkie Kid), Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque, Tang (Monkie Kid), Zhu Bajie | Pigsy (Monkie Kid), Long Xiaojiao | Mei, Sha Wujing | Sandy (Monkie Kid), Tieshan Gongzhu | Princess Iron Fan, Demon Bull King (Monkie Kid) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Parent Liu er Mihou | Six-Eared Macaque, Parent Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Bad Parenting, not on purpose tho, four eared monkey prince au (Monkie Kid), Family Drama, But also, Family Fluff, Family Issues, MK is Tangs biological child, and Pigsy is his step-dad, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:

This story is not about the defeat of the Demon Bull King or the Lady Bone Demon. this story is about Redson, the only son of the Legendary Monkey King and the Six Eared Macaque. this is also about Sun Wukong's Successor, MK and his experience with the Monkey family.

When Sun Wukong disappeared for 200 years after the defeat of Demon Bull King, it quite clearly left a lasting mark on his son and his husband. now he's back, so his family are bound to feel a certain way.

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woo!! me and @jester-x finally got the first chapter of the four eared monkey prince au done! ahhh!! hope you’re proud of us lolz

#lmk #lego monkie kid #mk lmk #red son lmk #sun wukong lmk #macaque lmk #tang lmk #mei lmk #pigsy lmk #sandy lmk #princess iron fan lmk #demon bull king #four eared monkey prince au #lmk fanfiction

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smilesatdawnmain · 2 months

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how different would the taken AU be is Macaque and Wukong did have more kids?

I know they didn't because of the whole Lady Bone Demon thing, but what if they made another egg just before that and Xiaotian had some little baby siblings, like Rumble and Savage for example.

Would having siblings make him feel better about his empty ness before he ran away or would they make it worse?

I had the idea of taken AU but with Rumble and Savage last night and needed to ask

I WANT SO BAD FOR MACAQUE AND WUKONG TO HAVE A BIG FAMILY~

Sorry for the yelling XD

BUT YES. I also constantly imagine Xiaoxiao and MK having little siblings and Macaque and Wukong keep having twins somehow XD

Rumble and Savage would be so so soooo cute. I think this is the first time I've drawn these two~ Savage would be the one on Xiaoxiao's head. Has two ears and no red in his hair.

While Rumble has four ears and some red in his hair~

Having more siblings would help Xiaoxiao just a bit. Would give him something to fill his heart a little~ Yet, the more he looked at them, the more he would feel... jealous and sad. And he would hate it cause he wants to feel nothing but love when he looks at his brother's and he doesn't understand what he is jealous about.

I love this concept soooo much~

#lego monkie kid #lmk #answer #taken au #shadowpeach #lmk oc art #lmk savage #lmk rumble #savage and rumble #lmk TWINS #xiaoxiao

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quitealotofsodapop · 8 months

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Updating Masterlist of "The Monkey King and the Infant" au posts;

Official Fanfic (ao3): "The Monkey King and the Infant"

Outline/Concepts:

"#The Monkey King and the Infant" Au Tag Original Post (may be outdated) Spotify Playlist (may contain spoilers for story) + with a general outlin of pre and current story events Details: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 Assorted answered details

Shadowpeach being parents/mortal:

●"#shadowpeach being parents" - for all posts shadowpeach being parents. ●"#freenoodles being parents" - whether by themselves or co-parenting with shadowpeach. ●"#spicynoodles being parents" - ideas for future spicynoodles family stuff. ●"#sandy being the best uncle" - Sandy is just the Best Uncle. ●"#shadowpeach parental debuff" - posts relating to or explaining why these two are stuck on earth. ↳A (hopefully) clear outline of how the "Soul Energy Transfer" works. + Mortal Debuff ●"#dad bod sun wukong" + "#mom bod macaque" - posts about these two and their mortal bodies. Includes unrelated fanart I adore. ●"#pregnancy tw" - for all things preggers related cus I know some people ain't about that. ↳"childbirth tw" tag - you know why. Why Xiaotian? Macaque is the LMK world's version of Nicole Waterson + Fanart! "Qi Sun Wukong/Qi Wu" & "Qi Liu'er Mihou/Qi Mihou" + Now with Fanart! MORE FANART!!! Mortality/Aging Crisis + Now with really sweet edits that made me cry

Other Characters:

"#lmk character ideas" - more so for characters from chinese mythos/Journey to the West that have yet to appear in LMK. ●"#lmk bai he" - my version of Bai He/The Lady Bone Demon's Host ●"#lmk liu chenxiang" - for my version of Sun Wukong's student from The Lotus Lantern fairytale. ●"#lmk eclipse twins" - tag for Rumble & Savage, Macaque's little shadowclones in the au. ●"#lmk yuebei" & "#lmk lunar node triplets" tags - for my version of Yuebei Xing, and Jidu & Luohou from the non-canonical 1580-1590s "Journey the South" book. ●"#lmk luzhen" & "#sun luzhen" - for my versions of Sun Luzhen, Wukong's mini-me/biggest fan from the 17th century book "Later Journey to the West". ●"#lmk the four stalwarts" - for my version of the Monkey King's closest compatriots; Ma, Ba, Beng, and Liu. ●"#lmk guanyin" - for my version of Guanyin. ●"#lmk xiwangmu" - for my version of The Queen Mother of the West/Xiwangmu. ●"#lmk fan children" + "jttw inspo fan children" - for fan children of different pairings Princess Jade Face aka Auntie Jade Star Lord of Fire of the South aka SWK's Lawyer Spindrax aka the team's mean biker Mozhi the Ink Demon Babs and Gibs: The Other Celestial Primates

Events in Au/Story (may be unorganised):

●"#lmk tmkati au story events" - tag for straight forward story events in the au. Some older posts may be outdated. How does MK happen? (a little outdated but has the basic details) McCaque :3 aka "Why nobody tell me that food is amazing now!?" "A Hero is Born" changes, "A Hero is Born" changes Part 2 + Now with fanart!! What happens when you possess someone with a living debuff Diyu had two free babies The Wedding + the Proposal + Wedding Vows Azure Lion is trying to do the math here?

World Details/Non-Story Specific:

●"#lmk backstory hcs" - for backstory headcanons not particular to any aus. ●"#lmk character hcs" - character headcanons not particular to aus but may intersect. ●"#jttw inspo character ideas" - for ideas for Jttw characters who don't appear in certain other Jttw-inspired media (ex; a version of Six Eared Macaque in Smash Legends to contrast their Wukong). ●"#jttw inspo ocs" - for new characters made for my Jttw-inspired media ideas. Ie; Xiaoshi for my Netflix Monkey King idea, or the Fruit Babies in my Reborn idea. ●"#lmk gender hcs" - includes personal hcs. ●"#lmk theories" + "#jttw theories"- for theories. ●"#monkey facts" - monkey facts :)

Other Aus/Theories:

●"#Celestial NATO" - goofy idea where the LMK cast interact with other pantheon gods. ● "#wukongverse" - crossover ideas between different JttW inspired characters. ↳Different verses SWK and LEM Nicknames ↳Different verses SWK/LEM ship names/tags +Look at this amazing Smash Legends! Six Earred Macaque art ●"#born grown stone monkeys" - based on the idea that Sun Wukong and Macaque were both born "fully formed" as adults, but were mentally still kids pre-Journey. ●"#Reincarnated!lbd au" - a collection of mini-aus where after her defeat, the Lady Bone Demon's soul split off to reincarnate immediately. In the main version it splits four ways into different fan children (including a version of Yuebei Xing). ●"#stone egg talk" - ideas about Stone Monkeys being able to reproduce asexually under desperate means through a form of very-risky Parthenogenesis that creates a slow-cooking Stone Egg in their body. Sun Luzhen is created this way in some aus + in the main TMKATI au. ↳"#century stone egg au" aka "#SWK is MK's stone egg dad theory au" - exactly what it says on the tin. SWK inducing the process out of loneliness/desire to be a parent = MK's egg. The modern gang hangs out on the island with him once he gets unburied. Has vibes of a flipped TMKATI au. ↳"#jttw stone egged au" - Turns out being trapped under Five Point Mountain is the perfect trigger conditions for SWK's body to create a Stone Egg. He spends the Journey pregnant and very pissed off. +↳"#slow boiled stone egg au" - an Au of an Au. In which Wukong's stone egg-pregnancy during the Journey is extended by many years from him deciding to isolate himself after the Samadhi Fire incident + the death of Macaque. By the time of the canon LMK series, SWK has been pregnant for many, many years, and still is. MK is very confused and horrified.

Memes & Misc Addons:

●"#memes" - main memes tag. ●Love Dodecahedron Chart (spoilers) ●POV: You just said you were hungry within 10 miles of Pigsy ●Nezha: Ultimate Babysitter

Be sure to send in asks about any details that may be unclear, I've only just gotten back into fic-writing, and it's my first time dedicating some blog time to one.

Update (2): Deleted links to some older posts that dont fit the current state of the main au and added a Other Aus section.

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violetjedisylveon · 4 months

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Is MK the son of Macaque and Monkey king in your Tangled AU ? Would be an interesting sequel. Like in the first part of the story, it’s about red finding out where he came from and in the second it could be Mei just for the final reveal that MK is Monkey kings son. Maybe he has to find his parents or something. They would all get their secret, sad backstory ;)

No he is not their son. 😔

Yet.

He and Macaque come from the same troop which is why he has four ears.

And don't worry, MK already has a sad backstory, both of his birth parents are probably dead, one of them is definitely dead, the other one I haven't decided yet.

There will be a part where he learns about what happened to his parents, spoiler alert it is very, very bad. And involves LBD.

And when Macaque and Wukong see this four eared monkey kid who's an infamous thief, has been using Wukong's old staff for years and shares a suspicious amount of similarities with their adopted daughter, they decided to add another kid to their troop of chaotic gremlins.

Thanks for the ask! I love talking about this AU!

#lego monkie kid #lmk macaque #lmk sun wukong #lmk mk #lmk #monkie kid #lmk au #lmk aus #Lmk Tangled AU #Spicynoodles Tangled AU #spicynoodles shipping #qi xiaotian #lmk spicynoodles #Spicynoodles au #Ask #Au ask #VJS AU:P #VJS Answers:P #VJS

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rennsdeaddoves · 1 year

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sneek peek at the fic for theweirdhybrids wukongverse

@theweirdhybrid has given me permission to write a fic for their wonderful au where five different Wukong's end up in lmk. here is a sneak peek of said fic!! (hope you like it btw hybrid)

When Wukong awoke the next morning surrounded by many of his little monkeys in a cuddle pile he almost missed the sensations, opting instead to try and catch some more sleep before Mk would come and they would talk a lot of things out. However, in those moments when the sleep he was enjoying so much evaded him that the sensation of power really hit him causing his eyes to shoot open. Panicked he went straight for the relic room where the source of so much power was coming from.

For a moment Wukong thought it was the relic, that it had somehow activated and now the inhabitants of the mountain would be in trouble. But when the monkey king actually saw what was causing such a spike his train of thought stopped completely, body frozen in place, and mouth agape with something akin to shock and horror painted on his face. Honestly, Wukong had to slap himself just to see if he was still dreaming because on the floor of his relic room were nine figures, five of which were monkeys…

The first one his eyes scanned over was small, 4’ if that, brown fur covered him, and instantly he noticed that the same clothing that he was given by Guianyin and his master at the beginning of his journey were on him, the yellow tunic, blue tippet, tiger skin wrap that was around his waist, blue pants, and worst of all the fillet around his head. Seeing that thing practically made him sick to his stomach.

The second was just as short, fur a much lighter almost yellowish colour, he seemed to have on a more armour-oriented garb with the phoenix plums on his head, red-yellow shoulder and thigh guards, an orange tunic, brown pangs, black boots and a green tippet. His appearance greatly reminded him of when he had just received his new wardrobe from the dragon kings after getting his staff.

The third was tall, like really tall, his fur was a dark reddish-brown and he also wore journey clothing but much fancier, he had on a red kuapao that ended just before his knees it had gold trim and jade green shoulder embroidery, keeping the kuapao closed was the tiger skin wrap and a piece of black fabric tied as a sort of guodu belt, he had a black tunic, black pants and red wrappings around his shins as well as a fillet of his own. Again it made him sick, the memories trying to claw their way up from the depths of his head.

The fourth one looked Lanky, with long arms, shortish legs, and red fur, honestly his proportions kinda through wukong for a loop. His clothing was ragged at best with a yellow tunic untucked and ripped at the bottom and sleeves, a grey sash keeping it shut, light blue pants, and leather shin guards. The chains around his wrists didn’t escape Wukongs eyes or the bags under his eyes.

The fifth and final one looked the wildest out of them all, he was likely as tall as the third if not taller, with wild white fur on his head which kinda reminded wukong of a main, and the rest of the fur on his body was a light brown. Though it was kinda hard to see under his hot pink fitted suit, brown dress shoes, bangles, chains, and mask. Honestly, Wukong was kinda doubting this one was even a monkey until he sturred slightly (scaring the shit out of him) and his mask fell from his face revealing it slightly.

Looking the five over both with and without the golden eyes Wukong was faced with an impossible situation… they were all him. Well definitely different versions of him if it wasn’t apartment by clothing (why would any version of him wear pink??), fur colour, and size. Trying not to have a crisis he turned his attention to the other four bodies in the room.

One was definitely Liuer Minhuo, from the silver-white fur to the bloody SIX EARS! It was plain as day to see that this one was Mac. it unnerved him slightly, made his heart race and mind cloud with guilt some but he shoved those feelings off as he examined the child next to the lanky him.

Instantly he could see that the kid was mortal and not that old so he made sure to check for injuries without waking the boy and when he made sure that he had none then Wukong allowed himself to take in his appearance. He had a shaved head, dull, dirty clothing, and seemed to be grasping for lanky him… Wukong moved him closer and watched as the kid curled into the lanky him sighing comfortably and the monkey visibly relaxed as soon as the child felt on him.

Knowing the boy was taken care of Wukong turned to the young man in red. He could distinctly feel the presence of Nezha on him, he had spiky black hair, a dark red leather jacket, black jeans, brown shin-high boots, and he could even make out the sky ribbon around his arm underneath the jacket sleeve. Clearly, this was a version of Nezha from another world who came with a version of him. That would be interesting…

Finally, there was the-

“Monkey!!”

“HOLY FUC-”

Appearing right in front of his face was the last one, it seemed to be some kind of spirit with immense power. It took the form of what almost seemed to be a peach (yes like the fruit) kinda humanoid being. It had a leaf cape and was actually really cute with its high-pitched voice and wide brown eyes.

Raising his hands he let the little one land on them, “you gave me a real good scare there!” that caused them to laugh at him, once they were calmed down again Wukong asked them; “what's your name?”

Surprisingly they gave him an answer, “Fruity!”

(this is a part of chapter one! please feel free to comment and interact! )

#into the wukongverse au #monkey king reborn #monkey king hero is back #lmk #monkey king 1995 #mei hou wang #sun wukong #fanfic

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thenocturneofanightshade · 7 months

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Soo First post, here.. about this AU I have for LMK. I'll just Info Dump a lot of it. Anyways, still new to LMK so a lot of this could change or be similar.. I mainly just wanted to share this AU Idea and Plot Points..

This AU was somewhat inspired by 'Stone Monkey AU' but I have my own twists.

So here's me trying to say it all while making it easy to read.

Firstly, some backstory inspiration for life on the mountain before Wukong's quest for Immortality comes from the Monkey King 2009 series. An English Translation for about 14 episodes (subbed) has been done by a channel called 'Monkey Servant'.

My main takeaway is that Liu'er has been kidnapped a lot and Wukong often came to their rescue (and they used to have fresh snow-white fur and their Ears look very much like their 2009 counterpart)

(Here's an image from the show I found.)

Major changes with MK and his place in Canon. I'll start with this for now since I feel their character and role will have some of the biggest changes short of Wukong.

Qi Xiaotian/MK is a Stone Monkey who is technically Sun Wukong and Liu'er Mihou/Macaque's kid(Though the Latter is unaware). They have Four Ears and have basically the same powers as Canon(May add more because of Mac but we'll see.) The main difference between this MK and Canon is that 1, he has had more training done by Sun Wukong, and he is a few centuries younger than Red Son. And he misses his Baba. (I'll get more into that MK later.) (May also make Trans but ??? I'll make a poll later to let people decide.)

Sun Wukong has learned a lot from being a father and HAS told MK about Mac, he tells the truth about the situation and how through his own actions he shattered the precious jewel he held so dear and it was his biggest regret because he is certain that if Mac lived they would have been their other Parent, their Papa or Mama.

So ShadowPeach was once Canon but not really anymore. (But who knows~)

After JTTW Wukong became very Isolated with only pop-ins, or visits between them.

Tripitaka also at some point during JTTW realised how much he had at times over-done it with the fillet and apologised. (Also during the Journey when asked how he was doing so well with the Kidnapping stuff he decides to be vague as fuck and say 'Oh, I have experience.' The Pilgrims believe he means he has kidnapped people before. Not saved them.) As Centuries went on the Pilgrims passed on, Tripitaka was first because Mortal, Sha Wujing and Zhu Bajie were next passing about the same time before finally Ao Lie.

Ao Lie only told Wukong about the fourth ring on their Death Bed, When the Celestial Realm called for DBK's Death (Likely also Red Son's too.) and ordered PIF back into their courts. Hearing about this Wukong made a deal with them to let him seal DBK and spare Red Son and PIF. The DBF has no clue about what Wukong has done and after sealing DBK under the Mountain they leave from the views of many basically sealing up Flower Fruit Mountain for good. Mainly this is because in the Original JTTW story, Wukong clearly shows a lot of care for their friends and respect for DBK and his family.

Now between JTTW and DBK's Sealing during Wukong's depressed spiral, a Stone Egg hatched and out came MK!!

There were ups and downs to single parent life but Wukong made it work. He taught MK everything and trained him well (I should mention MK never held his Father's staff once during this period of time.)

About a few years after sealing DBK Somethings has been attacking the Seals and Wukong has been using his own power to keep up. Collapsing in front of MK Wukong turns into a crystal the colour of a Vivid Orange Sapphire. (MK Gains his first bit of Trauma!!!)

(Anyways this part is left in the air because idk why he became like this. I mainly put this down for plot.)

Because of the Bridges Wukong burned and how many people would likely try to attack FFM to destroy the crystal if word got out the Kingdom decided to not ask for aid from anybody, unsure who to trust or who they could even reach let along reach out to (As nobody is even sure how to reach Guanyin and they don't rlly wanna owe them anything..) as by now all the original Pilgrims have passed on and MK is unsure if their families could even help them in the first place.

So he goes out to research and find a way to save his Baba in secret with little help or aid. All under glamours and Shapeshifting, while some look possibly promising the required living sacrifices and MK doesn't think his Baba would like that he killed somebody to save him. The Crystal is kept under constant Guard on FFM with many flowers, fruits and carved items placed around it.

He eventually goes to Megapolis, to follow leads. (He avoided it mainly because of DBF and not wanting to run into them.) After arriving about a few years before Canon. Transforming to look like young child (About 12 or so) they start looking around the city mainly to get a lay of the land when they get caught in a storm and a car hits them with muddy water.

Pigsy finds them, brings them in and asks MK why they were out in the storm at this time of day panicking he tells Pigsy that "Dad's really sick and.." MK doesn't elaborate, Pigsy asks MK if he has anybody to call, nodding MK quickly steps out and makes a clone to pose as an 'Uncle' as he quickly comes up with a cover story. The "Uncle" arrives a few minutes later, they tell Pigsy that they recently moved to the city for hospital reasons as 'MK's Father had fallen into a coma and he hadn't taken the news well.' After Eating the two leave as MK decides to use the old shrine his father had gotten years ago when the Pilgrims had still lived and renovate it while he stayed there. After he was "16" he got a drivers License and worked for Pigsy as a delivery boy. AND NOW WITH THOSE MAJOR CHANGES OUT OF THE WAY!!!

Now, we get to the main part, as we all know Pigsy, Tang and Sandy are 3 of the original Pilgrims reborn (Mei is up in the air for this AU. May make an "Uncle" for her and make her take over MK's role but that's for later.) The Main thing about is the three(Four?) of them remember their past lives as the Pilgrims. None of them knows MK is a Demon Monkey let alone Sun Wukong's Son, Now it starts off the same as MK takes the delivery to the DBF house but he decides to make a Clone to head back to Pigsy's as he goes to check out what they were doing after curiosity got the best of him. And in his monkey form, he steals his dad's staff. Giving them the name Qi Xiaotian. Now we have Pilgrims remembering their past lives + Secret Vigilante MK + Turned into Stone(Crystal)Wukong. I may add more onto this later but for now I hope you enjoy this idea.

#LMK #LMK AU #LMK Memories of Stone AU #Memories of Stone AU #LMK Rewrite #Kinda??#shadowpeach #Kinda #lego monkie kid #Lego #lmk qi xiaotian #lmk sun wukong #lmk shadowpeach

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frogking17 · 1 year

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First time parents - happy family au

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Macaque and Wukong love their baby so much but being a parent can be hard and they still have some stuff to figure out.

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Macaque watches in awe as the little cub with a coat of black fluff grabs little fistfuls of Wukong’s fur while yawning, satisfied now he knows his baba is right there. He still can’t quite believe that this adorable creature is half him but the almost black fur and four colour ears make it quite obvious that this is his son.

“Xiaotiān… our little heaven… I’m surprised your baba didn’t slap my arm for practically naming you after him but… I feel like he deserves it, don’t you?” He whispers quietly and gets a tiny grumble from his son who flattens his ears against his head while peaking open an eye to glare at his papa. Macaque wants to laugh but controls himself because he remembers how painful sound was when he was little and instead starts to put up a sound barrier around the room. Xiaotian sighs in relief before getting comfortable again on his sleeping baba’s chest; Wukong doesn’t even acknowledge the movement considering he clocked out the moment he knew everyone was safe.

Macaque sits at Wukong’s bedside and watches over him and their baby as they both rest peacefully until Xiaotian gets hungry. Xiaotian grumbles as his eyes blink open and look around the room before starting to sob which hurts his ears as he tries to flatten them against his head again and cries harder, “oh, oh no! It’s okay little buddy, just tell your papa what’s wrong” he coos while picking up Xiaotian to cradle him but the cub just continues to sob. Macaque is starting to panic when he hears Wukong’s tired voice mumble “give him here.”

Wukong has his arms held out towards Macaque to take their baby as Macaque awkwardly passes them over before pulling up his shirt making Macaque whip his head away; out of the corner of his eye Wukong catches the reaction and chuckles before urging his baby to latch, “you know you helped make him… you don’t have to turn away.” Macaque laughs nervously and glances at Wukong before mumbling “I feel like I’m imposing on Xiaotian’s meal.” That makes Wukong burst out laughing until Xiaotian starts fussing, trying to tell his baba to stop, “oh I’m sorry kiddo… though now that I think about it Xiaotian is kinda long… oooh why don’t we call him monkie kid, Mk for short!” Macaque is stone face as he turns to Wukong and says “absolutely not.”

Sadly though Mk catches on and even Macaque starts calling him Mk after a while which makes Wukong look all smug. Macaque also tries to hide his face when Wukong decides the way they’re going to introduce their baby to the troop is to do a lion king. He stands on top of the waterfall and holds out Mk for the monkeys below to see, all of them staring up in awe.

The monkeys all swarm around Wukong afterwards to see the new baby and the mothers have to keep the excited little ones back so they don’t pull on MK’s tail or arms. Meanwhile Mk just clings to his baba and occasionally reaches out a hand to wrap it around a mother’s but if one of them tries to take Mk they get a harsh push from Wukong (nothing too hard but it’s a clear warning) because he knows they’ll try to steal Mk if they get the chance. Macaque distracts the youngsters and keeps the dads back so Wukong doesn’t have to deal with all of the troop but he can only deal with so many tugs to his ears and after chirping to Wukong for help as he gets dog piled by the babies the meeting is called short.

They walk back up to the stone mansion with their tails intertwined as Mk clings to Wukong’s back; his tail cautiously wrapping around Wukong’s to keep himself in place. Wukong was fine with walking in silence but something nags at Macaque, “what… what happened to the demon monkeys?” Macaque feels bad for bringing it up when he sees Wukong tense before looking down, his eyes watering over and shining with sadness that makes Macaque’s heart ache, as he mumbles “honestly… I don’t know… I got back from the journey and almost all of them were gone… I was told many had died and the ones that hadn’t left…” he pauses for a moment like he’s trying to collect himself before continuing “Ba was the last and ended up dying in my arms from old age.” Slowly Macaque reaches out and holds Wukong’s hand, giving it a squeeze, in hopes of grounding Wukong before saying “I’m so sorry, peaches… being alone and dealing with that must have been hard” which gets him a shrug from Wukong. However, Mk notices his baba is sad and starts chirping for him and Wukong seems to perk up when he gently gets Mk off his back, instead cradling him in their arms.

Macaque drops the topic because he doesn’t want to push Wukong and both parents try to focus on Mk. Though they didn’t predict just how hard parenting was going to be. Macaque is almost at his breaking point when for the fifth night in a row he’s rudely awoken by Mk sobbing.

Macaque jolts awake and groggily looks around the room before spotting the tiny bassinet on the other side of the bed right next to Wukong because he wanted Mk close while he was asleep. It’s dark and Macaque can barely see Mk waving his little hands in the air trying to find his parents or the lump in the blankets where Wukong was. He’s a little shocked that Wukong hasn’t woken up yet because Mk was screaming his head off at this point, it was so loud it felt like it was going to burst his ear drums. Gently, Macaque leaned over Wukong, he couldn’t see his face at first because Wukong was on his side facing the bassinet, but he’s shocked to see Wukong just staring at Mk.

Frozen in shock, Macaque just looks at Wukong and is about to ask Wukong what’s wrong when his husband jumps out of bed. Macaque practically had to dodge him to avoid being head butted before looking at Wukong in confusion as he takes Mk out of the bassinet and starts to rock him. When that doesn’t work he climbs back into bed and puts Mk on his chest with two of his ears pressed over where his heart is. Slowly, Mk starts to calm down as he lets out little chirps of pain (crying that loudly must have hurt his ears).

None of that was the thing that confused or worried Macaque; instead it was the fact that Wukong did all of it with a stone cold expression but Macaque hopes that was just because he was sleep deprived. However, he’s not to sure how to explain away the glare of hatred he saw Wukong give Mk when he leaned over him.

Macaque ends up taking Mk from Wukong so he can sleep that night. Wukong smiles at Macaque, the first kind one he’d seen that night, before passing Mk over while giving Macaque a little peck then rolling over to get some sleep.

Macaque goes outside with Mk to get some fresh air because sitting in his bedroom with Wukong just felt like he was being choked. He loves Wukong and knows he’d never hurt Mk… but he’s seen him get like this before; it leads to fights and objects being thrown, mostly at Macaque, and he’s just scared Mk might get caught in the crossfire.

He sighs in defeat before sitting down crossed-legged with Mk in his lap, right by the edge of the cliff where he and Wukong had spent so many evenings together. He staring down at Mk who’s wrapped up in a red blanket to keep him warm but his fur is still sticking up on it’s end as a reaction to the cold morning air, “ha… sorry kiddo, I guess you inherited my snow monkey fur” he whispers jokingly and the only answer he gets it’s a quite coo from Mk. Macaque looks up at the sky and watches as the dark sky filled with twinkling stars fades to a beautiful, vibrant orange as the sun comes over the horizon. The early morning rays of sun slowly fall over Macaque’s face as he closes his eyes to enjoy the warm feeling that gently brushes over his face; he can almost imagine it’s Wukong who’s cupping his face lovingly but the illusion is shattered the moment he opens his eyes.

He goes back into the house and carefully puts Mk in his bassinet. The cub makes some trills in complaint before grabbing the stuffed monkey Macaque nudges towards him and clings tightly. He’s quiet for the rest of the morning which Macaque is thankful for because he’s not a morning person and he really doesn’t want to be doing anything this early.

When he wakes up hours later Wukong and Mk are both gone which makes him panic, he tells himself that everything is fine even as he rushes through each room of the mansion looking for them both. It’s a relief when he finally finds Wukong feeding Mk in the kitchens as he snacks on a peach himself. Wukong chews on a chunk of peach as he watches Macaque slide down the doorframe like a boneless chicken before saying “why are you acting like a crazy person?”

Macaque tries to laugh off Wukong’s concerns but he’s sweating nervously as he walks over to sit next to Wukong on the little, L-shaped wooden bench they have in the corner of the kitchen with a table that they use instead of the huge dinning room. Wukong raises an eyebrow at him and keeps glaring at him no matter how many excuses Macaque tries to regurgitate, “ok ok ok, it’s just… last night you… the way you glared at Mk… it scared me and I know you can’t help it but when you get bad it feels like our entire relationship is being held by a string and it’s making me anxious!”

Wukong’s eyes go wide as he stares at Macaque who’s rubbing his arm up and down to try to self-comfort. Carefully, Wukong gets Mk to detach which makes the baby grumble in annoyance before pulling the side of his red kimono back up, he’d rather not have this conversation while breastfeeding. Then Wukong reaches out and takes Macaque’s hand while sliding closer, turning so he’s facing Macaque as he supports Mk with his other hand, “moonlight… I had no idea you felt like that way… I’m sorry that I bottle stuff up till it comes bursting out in more… destructive ways.” Macaque laughs waterly as tears well up in his eyes and Wukong gives him a sympathetic smile before continuing, “but I’m not going down that rabbit hole, I promise… I was kind of worried after I blew up at you last time while I was pregnant and decided to talk with PIF to see if she knew any other remedies for stuff like this… she suggested a brew of some herbs and so far they’ve been working pretty well!”

Macaque looks at Wukong suspiciously, he’s happy but can’t shake the feeling that Wukong’s keeping something from him, “but… last night you were looking at Mk like you hated him and… I don’t want you to resent our son.”

Wukong moves his hand from Macaque’s to gently rest it on his cheek as he leans closer to Macaque, “I don’t hate or resent our son, I’ve never loved someone more… sorry honey” he mumbles the last part and once again gets Macaque to chuckle, “I’m just recovering from growing a baby demon inside me for 9 months then having to push them out of me… I mean I am so sore like everywhere; from breastfeeding, carrying him around, and down there hasn’t gotten that much better… I don’t even want to talk about what I have to do when going to the bathroom!… So, yeah… when I wake up at one in the morning to a screaming baby I get a little angry but I would never hate our baby.”

Mk looks at his parents, very confused at what’s going on and why they aren’t paying attention to him, he chirps while trying to climb up his baba who coos at him and kisses his forehead making Mk giggle happily. Macaque watches the interaction with little hearts in his eyes before asking nervously “so you’re better? Maybe not physically but.. you know what I mean.”

Wukong hesitates for a second and looks off to the side to avoid eye contact but Macaque leans forward and kisses his cheek making him look back before shaking his head, “I’m probably still going to have those days where I can’t get up and the hormones from giving birth still make me go kind of crazy but… I’m doing okay and I don’t want you to feel like you have to walk on eggshells, if you’re nervous.” Macaque nods and smiles as he feels like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders before leaning forwards for another kiss which makes Wukong chuckle.

They end up moving Mk into his nursery and into the crib Wukong lovingly made and this time instead of a blank space in the centre of the vines there’s a rough carving of Xiaotian because Macaque wasn’t going to let Wukong carve Mk. However, it’s a little messy and he was kind of worried Wukong would hate it but when Wukong sees it he gave Macaque a lot of kisses, “it’s like we worked on it together now.” Wukong was a little nervous not to have Mk in the room with them while they slept but it ends up being for the best because in his first night in the nursery Mk sleeps through the entire night; Macaque jokes that Wukong made a comfy bed for him and that’s why their baby slept through the night.

It’s wonderful for the two parents to be getting full night sleeps again and with the new energy they feel like they can actually start to try and teach their baby things. They have an on going bet about what MK’s first word is going to be; Wukong wants it to be baba and Macaque wants it to be dada or papa. Wukong doesn’t take the competition too seriously just trying to coax’s Mk into saying baba whenever Macaque is around just to annoy him a little bit but Macaque has decided this is a challenge against his honour and their son’s first word will be dad!

However, so far Mk looks like he has no interest in talking; the baby won’t even crawl which Macaque says is because Wukong carries him everywhere, “he’s a baby monkey! He needs me!” Macaque rolls his eyes but he’s not any better, completely wrapped around the tiny cub’s finger.

One day Macaque had been keeping Mk up just a little bit past his bed time trying t to get him to say dada, “come on kiddo, just da-da for me… can you say da-da?” Mk looks up at his dada before huffing and trying to curl up into a ball to go to bed, “let our son sleep!” Wukong groans as he walks into the living room before taking Mk from Macaque, “now I’m going to put him to bed… do you want to join me?”

Macaque follows Wukong while grumbling that Mk was just about to say dada as Wukong nods along to humour him.

Gently Wukong puts Mk into the crib and leans over the railing to move the stuffed monkey plush over to him so he has something to cling to throughout the night before stepping back and putting a gently barrier around the crib. It keeps Mk warm throughout the night so they don’t have to give him a blanket he’ll probably hate and Wukong makes it look like there’s stars above him which Mk stares at in awe the first time.

Once they were certain Mk had settled for the night both parents creeped out of the room before turning and smiling at each other. Macaque slides over to Wukong before putting his hands on his waist to drag Wukong close till he was bracing himself against Macaque’s chest, “why look at that… MK’s asleep and it’s a little early to be going to bed… perhaps we could have some fun of our own?” Wukong chuckles until Macaque cuts him off by kissing him passionately and after Wukong got over his surprise he happily trialed up his hands across Macaque’s chest before wrapping them around his neck.

Macaque starts backing Wukong clumsily down the hall towards their room which makes Wukong come back to reality before gently pushing Macaque back, getting a disappointed wimped from the fearsome shadow demon, “I’m sorry moonlight but I don’t think I’m healed enough for us to be doing that.” Wukong can practically see a light bulb go off above his head before he says “we don’t necessarily have to do that there’s… other stuff.” Wukong opens and closes his mouth like a fish before mumbling “that might work… just as long as we don’t get carried away” and Wukong starts to lean towards Macaque making the demon smile from ear to ear, “that works for me!” He joyfully says before sweeping Wukong off his feet and rushing him towards their bedroom even as Wukong whacks his shoulder and tells him not to do that so suddenly.

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#lego monkie kid #sun wukong #monkie kid sun wukong #six eared macaque #monkie kid macaque #monkie kid mk #sun wuking x macaque #shadowpeach #happy family #happy family au #trans sun wukong #parent macaque #parent wukong #dad monkey king #dad sun wukong #dad wukong #dad macaque

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peachshadows · 1 year

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This is more of a what-if scenario for Sundown AU, but if MK’s monkey form exhibited traits and powers that are similar to both Wukong and Macaque (shadow powers, similar fur color, maybe four or six ears) as he’s technically training under both of them and has canonically mimicked Macaque’s powers from time to time, how differently would things have gone?

There would definitely wouldn't be any rumors because ofc this cub's parents are Macaque and Wukong like look at him! Although this would just confuse both of shadowpeach cuz Wukong knows Macaque didn't conceive any child and Macaque knows he wasn't at all bearing any child for the past millennia. So honestly there'd be less stress for everyone in the monkey family cuz at least they don't have to prove that MK is Macaque and Wukong's child

#honestly that'd be really interesting tho how that'll play out #asks #the sundown era

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stressed-bird · 2 years

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Four-Eared MK AU Details

If you thought i’d leave you hanging and not elaborate on some details i left vague on Act 1, well you’re not going to be left hanging

1. MK was absolutely created during/after SWK killed Macaque

I stated that part of mk’s mystic monkie birth was his crystal-encased pebble growing in the remnants of Macaque, and it what it says on the tin

MK’s pebble was siphoning the shadow magic leaking from Macaque’s body and Mac’s own magic (since I personally headcanon for reasons that Macaque’s shadow magic isn’t all just from him like how SWK’s magic isn’t all just from him and he (swk) found other sources to gain more power and during swk’s imprisonment mac went on his own journey and got a big power boost to his magic and what it could do)

2. MK learned the word Ma and absolutely called Macaque that multiple times and this is more on what led to Macaque accepting baby Mk as his

Shortly after shadow-teleporting to Macaque’s location, baby MK just screeched and wailed out “MA!”—kept it up until Macaque went to investigate who’s child was disturbing the peace and saw it was the baby he kept trying to ditch and discovered after a brief game of peek-a-boo that he’s “ma” is conflicted

Because he didn’t ask for this creature, doesn’t want it, but it clings and grasps for him even as he has turned it away and even gave it a much better option for parents in the humans he left the infant at—but it chooses him, only wants him...

And it’s a mix of him wanting to be wanted and projecting himself on this child who’s always reaching for someone who doesn’t want it that sways him to decide to keep the infant instead of getting rid of it. Macaque works in strange ways, but it works out for the most part

(As MK grows up Mac definitely tries to get him out of calling him Ma, or even Baba, and just call him Macaque but after the Iron Bull Clan’s deal MK calls Mac Baba more often—he only calls Macaque Ma in very stressful and painful situations)

3. Lady Bone Demon in all this?

Oh she knows. If she didn’t know at first when she revived the Six-Eared Macaque, she definitely did afterwards via her eyes and ears in the mortal realm The Mayor.

Where Macaque sees a child and now his son, LBD sees a tool she could use to keep her wayward and treacherous champion obedient and faithful though it’s still much too early still to seize that tool, she needs her champion to be thoroughly attached and loving of it after all

She’s worked MK into her plans since the day Macaque accepted the demon spawn as his to rear.

#lmk au #four eared mk au #stressed talks #this au has so much content in it—it was like... the third au i made #imagine knowing how to tag. could never be me and that makes me just—damn

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lunar-wandering · 1 year

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Oh my God your giggle glow AU is something amazing! And ticklish Wukong is soooo cuuutee!! I can't wait to see Macaque in the same situation! Somebody needs to tickle that monkey, he deserves a good laugh!

Of course only if it is in your program to write about it.

Keep the good work! Amazing!

so i ended up getting DEEP into the mental idea of “what if the giggle glow au actually followed the events of season 3 more closely??” and then I put this fic into Red Son’s point of view and it got long enough that, yknow what, I put it onto AO3 as well.

Scientific Curiosity

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Red Son sighed as he finished tying off the last knot to hold Macaque in place. The fire demon had been elected the one to tie the two uninvited demons up, via MK cheerfully bringing up how Red Son had ‘done such a good job of kidnapping everyone at the weather station’ and that he ‘must be really good with ropes, having been such a good villain’. It had prompted a few glares from Pigsy and the others, as well as a smirk from the at the time dogpiled upon Six Eared Macaque, and Red Son had rolled his eyes and quickly given in.

The Not-Mayor had been rather easy to tie up, unconscious as he was. Tang had instinctively picked up a candle holder and thrown it at the man on sight, knocking him out instantly. Either the Lady Bone Demon’s follower was simply that weak after having his powers sucked out of him, or the scholar had a lot more strength in him than he thought. Either way, it really only took a minute at most.

He had left the tied up Not-Mayor to the others, tuning out the sound of MK’s bored whistling and Pigsy rummaging around for some smelling salts (hey, they needed to be sure Tang didn’t put the guy they needed information from into a coma after all), and walked over to where Sandy had at the time been keeping the Six Eared Macaque still. Albeit, upon seeing him, Red Son had the sense that Macaque was simply allowing it to happen, the demon's cocky smirk still holding in place.

Even now, as he stood up from kneeling behind him after finishing the last knot, the demon was still using that fake, overly confident smirk, like he knew something everyone else didn’t. In all honesty, it ticked Red Son off a little.

Sighing again, refusing to let himself give in to the irritated want to start a fight now, when he needed to focus his energy into other matters, Red Son stood up-

And paused as he noticed Macaque’s ear twitch.

Now, Red Son had heard about the Six Eared Macaque before. A couple of mentions from his father, and a little bit of word-of-mouth from a few other demons he happened to occasionally hang out with or pass by. He was fairly sure there had been some form of energized conversation about the monkey demon once at one of his fathers parties way back when that had ended in a table being thrown halfway across the room, leading to an outright drunken brawl that Red Son had gladly jumped right into. (He’d gotten grounded by his mother for weeks as punishment for setting half the room on fire).

Surprisingly though, from all that he had heard over the years, not a single one of them had actually mentioned the reason behind the name.

Of course, at the time of first hearing about him, Red Son had merely assumed that the aforementioned Macaque just happened to have six ears, and that was all there was to it. But now, with the monkey sitting in front of him, it was plainly obvious that the Six Eared Macaque strangely only had two ears. It was confusing. It made no sense.

Maybe there was something special about his ears? Perhaps they could split into six, somehow, but Red Son couldn’t exactly see from a first glance how that could be possible… could there be some kind of slit in the skin that hid the other four ears, if he had them?

Red Son, normally, liked to think through his actions before he went through with them, unlike a certain delivery boy he happened to know.

But in this case, his scientific curiosity simply overpowered him.

Carefully, Red Son reached forwards and poked Macaque’s ear.

He had expected a reaction, possibly a hiss, or a warning growl, as was common with most demons when touched unexpectedly.

What he wasn’t expecting was a high-pitched shriek, and the bright silver flash that came with it.

Almost immediately, all other sounds in the room came to a stop, everyone turning to stare at the monkey and fire demon in the corner. Red Son had frozen, hand hovering above Macaque’s now constantly-twitching ear. Blinking spots out of his eyes and leaning to the side, Red Son was just able to see the wobbly smile on Macaque’s face- one completely different to the confidently cocky smirk he had been wearing a few moments ago- before Macaque shifted a little, burying the lower half of his face underneath of his scarf, hiding his mouth from view.

Glancing down, Red Son noted how Macaque’s hands had taken on a more shadowy form, before quickly restabilizing into their normal, more solid state. He had the feeling that, if the shadow demon’s hands had been free, he would’ve used them to cover his mouth instead.

“You alright over there?” Pigsy called, one eyebrow raised, a highly distrusting note to his voice. MK had already gotten up from his spot on the floor and was walking over, twirling the staff as he did so. Red Son wasn’t sure if he was doing it as a vague threat or simply because he constantly needed something to fiddle with. It was possibly both.

“Oh, I’m fine.” Red Son said, when Macaque didn’t immediately respond with gloating sass like he’d expected him to. “As for Macaque though…”

MK’s staff twirling paused, briefly, thrown off rhythm, before resuming.

“Is he injured?” He asked, and Red Son took a moment to consider his next course of action. Telling the truth off the bat, and letting this drop would be the easier option, and also lead to more time for planning, but a lie could be just the right thing for some well placed revenge…

The choice was easy to make.

“...Possibly. I’m not sure.” A lie. He knew full well why the monkey had reacted the way he had, it was fairly obvious. He locked eyes with MK, the Monkie Kid tilting his head in confusion as he managed to catch the mischievous glint in Red Son’s eyes. Carefully, Red Son reached out, lightly brushing against Macaque’s ear again.

This time, the shadow demon didn’t shriek, albeit he still seemingly hadn’t expected it to occur again, as his whole body jumped, before he was slouching down, his shoulders hiking up to almost reach his ears. A small glance down revealed that Macaque’s hands had once again turned to shadows. Red Son kept brushing up against Macaque’s ear, miming searching for an injury, and-

Macaque’s expression must’ve revealed something to MK about what exactly Red Son was doing, as he strode over and, completely ignoring the shadow demon’s glare, lightly touched Macaque’s other ear.

That seemed to be the breaking point for Macaque, as a soft silver glow, with a couple faint hints of purple pulsing from it every half second or so, started emanating from him.

And he started giggling.

It was muffled by the scarf, sure, but in the small, currently silent room, they could all hear it, and Macaque seemed almost pissed about it. He kicked his legs a little, tail thrashing, before giving up on muffling his laughter into his scarf as he started trying to turn his head from side to side to get away from Red Son and MK’s fingers.

“Hah, you’re just like Monkey King!” MK said, a smile on his face, and amidst his laughter, Macaque outright growled, making them both pause for a moment.

“Haven’t you two ever heard of personal space?” Macaque managed to wheeze between breaths, almost hissing at them. It would’ve been slightly intimidating if he hadn’t squeaked, flickering as MK and Red Son both resumed lightly tickling his ears. “H-hey-”

Abruptly, both Red Son and MK were cut off from their source of amusement, as Sandy effortlessly picked them up.

“You shouldn’t invade someone’s space like that.” Sandy said, setting them both down a slight distance away from Macaque, who hung his head, avoiding eye contact as he seemed to try and hide himself completely in his scarf. With his arms tied, he wasn’t doing a very good job of it.

“I was just fulfilling my scientific curiosity.” If asked, Red Son was not going to elaborate on what that meant. He didn’t want to sound stupid if the others already knew the secret of Macaque’s supposed six ears and found the answer obvious. “As for Noodle Boy over here-”

“It was just a lil bit of revenge.” MK shrugged, before glancing back over his shoulder at Macaque, who remained with his head down. “Which, I’m sure is a subject that Macaque over here knows well.”

“I’ll kill you.” Macaque finally said, lifting his head. “Seriously. I have a knife on me, I’ll do it.”

“Okay we’re confiscating that! Sandy if you’d please.”

“Sorry lil guy.” Sandy said, and Macaque yelped as Sandy picked him up, shaking him, a compass and a knife falling to the floor, both items being quickly picked up by Tang.

“Anything else we should know about?” MK asked the shadow demon as he was set down again, and raised an eyebrow when he got no answer, not really having expected one anyways. Still though, the Monkey King’s Successor’s face took on a slightly manic grin as he decided to lean into some mischief. “Like…. Out of scientific curiosity, when did you start glowing? You certainly never did that before.”

Red Son snorted hearing MK repeat his scientific curiosity excuse, but also fixed Macaque with a look, slightly interested in hearing the answer. The shadow monkey rolled his eyes, looking away from them, and Red Son had to admit, he took great pleasure in seeing the way Macaque’s entire body tensed as the fire demon took a step closer to him, hand outstretched in the direction of his ear.

“Wait- okay okay, it’s- Wukong is just contagious.” Is what Macaque finally hissed, “I only started… glowing because I was forced into close contact with his energy multiple times.”

“You talk about it like it’s a disease.” Red Son joked, MK muffling giggles and glowing slightly himself as Macaque glared at both of them.

“I hate you.” Macaque glared at the entire room. “All of you.”

“Sure sure. Sandy, put him in the time out corner.” MK said, waving a hand over his shoulder as he turned and walked away. Red Son remained, watching as Sandy gently picked Macaque up, setting him down in a corner and turning him around so that he faced the wall, gently patting him on the head as he did so. The shadow monkey didn’t struggle against this action at all.

Glancing down at the monkey’s hands revealed that they were once again stable.

Red Son hummed to himself. Macaque could probably escape from those ropes at any time.

The fact that he hadn’t yet, was either a testament to how much he wanted them to trust him, or to his stupidity.

Red Son wasn’t sure which.

#Monkie Kid #Giggle Glow AU #Giggle Glow ALT AU specifically #my writing

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cusimmrbrightside · 1 year

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Chapter 4 of 4EMP is out! I’m very happy with this chapter and as usual, I hope you enjoy it, and remember to not be afraid to ask any questions ab story and lore!

#lmk #lego monkie kid #mk lmk #red son lmk #Mei lmk #sun wukong #sun wukong lmk #six eared macaque #macaque lmk #tang lmk #Pigsy lmk #freenoodleshipping #shadowpeaches #four eared monkey prince au

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artemismoorea03 · 1 year

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Seeking Assistance (Chirp AU)

Macaque has been focused on defeating Wukong for so long that he forgot there were other threats in the world. Now, four demons have decided to remind him that even Celestial Primates could get their asses kicked.

Now wounded and with no where to go Macaque has to figure out how he's going to survive the approaching winter without alerting MK or Wukong to what happened.

If he manages to make it to winter at all.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yet another part of the Chirp AU written by myself and @monkiebois.This series is a lot of fun but just a reminder that this is a side project. Monkiebois and I both have other projects we're working on. :D Between that work/school and a bunch of other day-to-day things this series will probably be slow to update but will be updated when we can.

* arises from the depths of the void * SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG COLLEGE AND FINALS AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- anyways thank you all so much for the love youve been giving this au artemis and i appreciate every little comment and kudos. enjoy the chapter! * falls back into the void to pass out *

Something Macaque often forgot about being a demon with a long extensive history is that he made a lot of enemies in the past. It didn’t help that he had been so focused on revenge that he forgot to consider protecting himself from other enemies that weren’t Sun Wukong. Though, he also didn’t consider most of them true threats.

After all, he was a Celestial Primate, one of the most powerful beings in the three realms. He was the Six-Eared Macaque; able to hear the past, present and future! He was just as powerful as Sun Wukong and nobody dared to mess with him. At least… that’s what he spent nearly his entire life convincing himself. But there was a problem with this ‘amazing hearing’. He couldn’t shut it off if he didn’t physically focus on shutting it down, meaning that often heard everything all at once, and it made it hard to tell what was future, past and what was happening in that moment.

It wasn’t until he was thrown into the heat of a situation that he could properly recognize danger.

Which was exactly what he was experiencing now.

Macaque slid across the room, his back hitting his counter with enough force to dent the side of it. He let out a shaky breath, growling at the four demons who had apparently decided that this was the perfect time to practice teamwork in order to strongarm him out of his territory. They were fast and about as strong as the average middle-grade demon but their team work put them at a bit of an advantage.

They wouldn’t be able to kill Macaque, but the bruises he was already sporting was proof enough that they were determined to chase him out of his dojo whatever the cost.

Macaque glared, dashing to the left at one of the enemies, managing to slide around them to get behind them. He then dropped down, sweeping his foot and knocking the feet out from under the demon who crashed to the ground with a pained noise. Macaque then scrambled to go after the next demon when arms grabbed him from behind, pinning his arms to his side as the larger of the demons began to squeeze. This demon was only a bit shorter than Sandy and the strength behind the muscles was nothing to laugh at, especially when he could feel his already bruised bones creek under the strength. Macaque let out a pained cry, slamming his head backwards into the chin of the demon, who shouted and dropped Macaque.

Macaque then stomped on the demon's foot, swinging his elbow backwards, hitting him in the ribs and knocking him back. He jumped out of the way of the third demon who swung a punch at his jaw, stumbling slightly as his left ankle throbbed. He was running out of energy, but retreating would mean losing his territory. Where would he go if he lost his home? Where would he build nests for MK?

He formed a staff, swinging it at the next approaching demon who to his surprise pulled out a sword. Suddenly this fight grew much more dangerous as the sword blocked his attack, giving the demon he needed to attack again. He was easily the fastest out of the four, shoving back on Macaque knocking him slightly off balance which gave the demon the opportunity to kick him in the stomach. Macaque hissed, sliding back as he slammed into his training dummies.

The four demons began to approach him, having him once again cornered.

‘ Run away! ’ His instincts scrambled at him. ‘ It isn’t worth it! It’s just a building! ’ But at the same time he couldn’t convince himself to run. If he ran away then MK would lose his ‘safe space’. He had to keep fighting, he would keep fighting.

Macaque dropped out of the shadow, letting out a pained whimper as he hissed and put pressure on his side. At least two of his ribs were broken, his left eye was swollen shut, his lip was split, his ears were ringing, and he had rips through his clothing from the sword that had been used. Thankfully the only wound the sword managed to leave on him was a slice to his left rib cage that had only grazed him.

That being said, it was still bleeding considerably which was… not great.

He had lost his home. MK had lost his safe space. The only good thing about this situation was now Wukong didn’t know where he was and that he was able to leave with his life. The rest of it sucked though.

Macaque glanced around, frowning. He had ended up not far from Pigsy’s Restaurant in some abandoned buildings that had been condemned after the Spider Queen’s New Year's Fiasco. There were plenty of demons and humans who crashed there though, so he would be safe there, at least for a short time.

He walked over to a wall, leaning against it before he slid down with a heavy sigh. His healing would kick in soon which would heal his injuries but it didn’t fix his problem. He was still homeless and without help he could stay that way forever. But it wasn’t like he could go crawling to anybody asking for help. If he told MK he would undoubtedly help him but then he’d have to admit that he got his ass kicked and chased out of his own house. He couldn’t tell anybody else, because he wasn’t friends with anybody else! He could - in theory - tell Pigsy but that would still be admitting that he wasn’t strong enough to protect himself and his home.

No.

He had to figure this out alone.

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Keeping MK away from the Dojo was the easy part, all he had to do was message Pigsy and have him tell the kid that he’s been busy and working around the city so he wont be home often but would check in whenever he could. The harder part was the fact that Macaque had very little to his name on a good day and now he had nothing. Just enough money to buy a water bottle that he could fill up at the mall or park and a vending machine sandwich for one day.

That was it.

That had been all he had been keeping on his person at the time he’d been kicked out and he was far from strong enough to have a rematch. Which meant it was time to do some old-fashioned hard work. His original plan had been the theater! After all, that’s how he made money before but the second he entered the building he was handed a bill and said that ‘the damage you caused last time you were here isn’t worth the risk of employing you again. Also, pay this sum or we’ll take your monkey ass to court ’.

So that… wasn’t great, adding it to the list of ‘ reasons this whole situation isn’t great/sucks ass ’.

It also meant that he had to do things the old-fashioned way.

He glanced around, letting out a shaky breath. It had been a longtime since he had to do something like this but at least it made easy money. Macaque let out a slow shaky breath, stepping up onto a rock in the park as he looked around. He then placed a paper cup he’d grabbed from a nearby trashcan and put it on the ground in front of him. Sucking in a slow breath, I began to sing.

He wasn’t like Wukong.

He couldn’t draw, or make friends easily. Not to mention his still healing injuries would prevent him from doing much manual labor. So he sang, one of his few talents. He tried to stick with more modern day songs so that those who were in the park would know some of the songs that he was singing, but he also didn’t know a lot of ‘modern’ songs. He would just sing what he knew and go from there.

At the end of the day, when his voice was weak from all the singing he’d done he returned to the abandoned building, stomach growling as he looked at the pitiful amount of money he’d gathered. He hadn’t counted on the fact that most people now used plastic currency rather than loose change. He had enough money for either some food or some warmer clothing. Or rather… a thin jacket.

Macaque zipped up the thin jacket he had bought and pulled the hood over his head. The winter breeze brushed past and left Macaque shivering under its cold embrace. Winter was approaching so he used the money he had made from singing to buy a dark purple jacket. It might be made of thin material but at least it was something. Macaque doesn't know how long he’s going to be homeless for, especially with this debt he’s racked up from the theatre–memories of said event made him wince slightly.

So for now warm clothes and cheap food was a priority. At least until he can find a warm place to stay for the winter, which he doubts. Without enough money he’s more likely to be forced to sleep under a highway bridge then actually find somewhere warm. Macaque just hopes and prays it doesn't snow. His currently fur and currently layered clothing can only hold off the chill for so long. But even with the cold taken care of–for now– he still has food to worry about. Purchasing the jacket left him with barely enough for a candy bar so for now he’s gonna have to settle.

He’s done it before, so he doesn't know why he hesitates, even for a moment. It's embarrassing despite how he’s done far more embarrassing things in his life. Either to save his sorry ass or because Wukon-

He’s not going to finish that thought. Macaque sighs and rolls up his sleeves. The cold prickling the skin underneath his fur as he approaches the dumpster. He needs some food, whatever is fine. He just needs something to keep him on his feet. He pushes the lid open slowly, careful not to make too much noise and alert the restaurant owner inside. He reaches his arms over the edge and kicks his feet off of the ground. Successfully leaning over the edge and into the dumpster. It was…disgusting. As any dumpster would be but it's what he expected. Dumpster digging is not pleasant under any circumstance. So he searched through the empty containers, dirty pieces of plastic, and all kinds of things. The rotten stench made his nose twitch but he pushed through.

He pushed through and all he managed to find so far was an extremely rotten half eaten apple. Not the most appetizing.

Oh who is he kidding, it has something green,slimy and unholy growing on it, he’s not eating this shit.

Macaque throws the apple behind him as he groans and lets himself hang limp over the dumpster.

A sudden yelp and a crack behind him makes Macaque panic and stumble into the dumpster in a pathetic attempt to hide like a cat caught in the cookie jar…if the cookie jar smelled like literal shit. Maybe jumping into the dumpster wasn't the most logical decision but, look he’s already homeless and has debt on his ass. He’s not about to be grabbed and thrown in jail for digging through dumpsters.

“Macaque?”

The familiar voice had Macaque's ears perk up while he was ducked into the dumpster. Who would have ever thought that the inside of a dumpster smelled worse…

“I saw your furry ass lookin’ through the dumpster Macaque stop hiding”

Macaque flinched, he contemplated shadow teleporting out of here because the smell was becoming too much for him to bear and he didn't want to be seen like this. Well technically he’s already seen but-

“Get your ass out or im getting Mk”

Macaque burst out of the dumpster with a loud and dramatic gasp, then laid over the edge and looked at Pigsy who just stared at him with a raised brow and a bag of trash in his hand.

“Hi” Macaque gasped out.

“Why are you diggin’ through my dumpsters Macaque?” Pigsy asked bluntly, grabbing the bag with both of his hands.

“Would you believe it if I told you the secret to beating Wukong in a fight was in here?” Macaque said sarcastically as Pigsy threw the bag into the dumpster.

“Nope, so you might as well tell me the truth,” Pigsy said, stepping away from the dumpster and reaching a hand out to help Macaque get his ass out.

Macaque stared at it for a moment, hesitating. Then swallowed whatever pride told himself to swat away the hand or turn it away and he took it. Letting Pigsy help him climb out and onto the concrete ground.

“Preparing for winter” Macaque stated, wiping off anything he could from his clothes with his hands.

Pigsy gave him a look Macaque didn't notice while wiping off the dirt and grime. A mix of disgust, confusion, frustration and pity.

“Come inside” Pigsy stated turning away from Macaque and into the noodle shop. Macaque knew he could decline. He knew all he had to do was walk away and he wouldn't have to face what was inside the shop. It's not like Macaque had him by the tail and was dragging him in. He had every chance in the world to turn away and leave.

So he followed Pigsy and walked into the noodle shop. Part of him wishes he checked exactly what restaurants dumpsters he decided to search through before diving in, another part of him relished in the warm air the noodle shop provided. Macaque decided to take a seat beside the noodle shop's island table while searching for Pigsy who had mysteriously disappeared into the kitchen.

Macaque turned away from the kitchen to look around the shop. Noting to himself how empty and quiet it is. Business must be slow lately. Macaque's attention was pulled back towards the kitchen when a full and heavy bowl was placed in front of him with a pair of chopsticks.

“I can't accept this” Macaque said, staring down at the noodles.

“You will” Pigsy replied, leaning on the table.

“I don't have any money” Macaque said, refusing to look up at Pigsy.

“Don't want your money Macaque”

“Then what do you want?”

“For you to shut up and eat something dammit”

Macaque hesitated for a moment, looking at the bowl. This wasn't like when Pigsy fed him after fighting LBD, this wasn't an obligation… but the prospect of Pigsy doing this out of kindness was enough to make his heart ache. When was the last time he had felt genuine kindness and compassion that wasn't laced with some kind of backhanded comment, guilt tripping, or fact that he owed them something in return?

With a shaky hand he took the chopsticks into his left hand and began to eat. The moment the soup and broth touched his tongue tears began burning his eyes. His throat hurt from singing, his body ached from the wounds that weren't fully healed, he smelled awful, his already dirty and matted hair and fur felt even more disgusting, and all he wanted to do was go home.

"What happened, Macaque? And don't give me that 'preparing for winter' crap." Pigsy said, and while he was firm with his words he wasn't demanding an immediate answer.

"Where should I start? The fact that I was attacked in my own home and chased off? The fact that I have to pay for repairs to the theater and they won't let me work there again? How about the fact that I spent the last 12 hours singing and only made enough to buy this jacket from a pawn shop while it was on sale?"

Pigsy's brows raised in alarm, a sympathetic look filling his eyes. "Wait… you were attacked? Are you hurt?"

Macaque sniffled, using a napkin to wipe his eyes so he didn't get dumpster slime in his eyes. "I'm fine… all that's left is a scab on my ribs and some bruising. I don't heal as fast as Wukong but I'll be fine in a day or two."

"You mean to tell me you were attacked to the point where you were bleeding and then climbed into a dumpster with a healing wound?"

Macaque flinched, "Uh… yeah, in hindsight not a good idea."

"A terrible idea!" Pigsy sighed, rubbing his eyes. "Tell you what we're gonna do. You're gonna eat those noodles and if your still hungry, I'll make you more."

"But-"

"I'm not done. After you're done eating I'm taking you back to my place for a shower and a good night sleep. I'm also going to look at your wounds."

"You don't have-"

"And we'll figure out the rest tomorrow. Macaque… I'm not giving you a choice this time. Even if it's just tonight, let me help you. If you don't I'll have to call in MK… or worse Sandy ."

Macaque sighed. Calling MK for this was bad enough, the guilt alone would rip him up. But Sandy ? Gods, he'd not only have to deal with the guilt but he'd also have to deal with talking about his feelings and stuff.

"Alright, fine." Macaque sighed softly, tapping his tail on the ground. "Just don't bother the blue-guy and MK… it's not a big deal."

Pigsy sighed, "You and the kid, I swear." He grumbled.

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Macaque didn't know what he expected when he walked into Pigsy’s apartment, but he was honestly surprised by what he found. Which was Tang doing the dishes while wearing pajamas.

"M-Macaque?" Tang half-questioned, half-greeted. "How… are you?"

"Fine." Macaque said, as Pigsy looked at Macaque.

"Bathroom is the second door to the right. Go in there and get cleaned up, I'll find you some clothes." He said, his eyes slightly narrow.

"Fine." Macaque grumbled, walking down the hall as he heard Tang whisper.

" What the hell is he doing here? "

Macaque opened the door to the bathroom, stepping inside as he let out a sigh and dragged his hands down his face.

'The monk and the pig? Seriously? … Cute. But not great when I'm trying to keep attention off of me. ' He thought, looking in the mirror.

His clothing was filthy, yet thanks to his glamour his skin looked okay. At least that was the case until he dropped said glamours, showing off the white on the tip of his tail and his hair. It also showed his plethora of scars and healing bruises.

He let out an unsure noise, pulling off his jacket before pulling off his shirt. Bruises covered his chest and stomach, the healing wound on his ribs was looking rough , which wasn't a surprise given how dirty he was.

He shook his head, taking off the rest of his clothes before he turned on the shower and stepped under the water.

The warm water against his bruised skin and dirty fur was like heaven on earth. Tense muscles relaxed and he finally felt like he could take a breath. As he scrubbed the dirt out of his fur he decided to think. Really think. About what he’s going to do with the cards he’s been dealt. First he has Sun Wukong on his ass despite the promise he made to Mk, then he’s been forced out of his home and is left homeless with barely a penny to his name, lastly he’s knee deep in debt to the theatre building to pay for the damages he caused.

He’s in deep shit. The Monkey king, some pathetic demons and the bank are all after his ass and he has no way of getting out of any of this. At least not right now. He’s survived worse, this shouldn't be too much trouble.

Right?

He doesn't have a job, and no way of getting one right now. So with this debt he wont be able to get a place to stay for the winter. He’s gonna be forced to live outside during the winter…that's not gonna be fun. The only upside to all of this is now Wukong wont know where to find him.

A high pitched and scared chirp echoes in his memories. Macaque freezes, letting the water drip freely through his fur as he reminisces that familiar urge in his chest. A warm surge-like electricity coursing through him paired with an urge strong enough to pull him wherever it wishes. Macaque's arms go limp against his sides and his head falls. The showerhead hits directly over him and drowns his fur. He watches the water drip down his head and fur onto the floor. Not a drop of clear water to be found. Every ounce of clean water that touches him ends up filled with a disgusting mix of blood, dirt and sweat.

Maybe he should stay away from Mk.

Maybe Wukong was right, that Macaque would only bring trouble to Mk if he stuck around. He’s been nothing but a thorn in Mk’s side since they met and now he’s trying to stick around like some kind of adopted parent? It's pathetic really, pathetic that he’d try to insert himself into a family that doesn't need him. Attach himself to a kid that would be better off without him.

Pathetic to think that he could ever have someone,a family.

“I’m not sad, bud.”

“You are though. Your eyes are… they’re sad.”

“hmm, thanks…Momma.”

The feeling so warm and foreign in his chest, a light airy feeling that he hadn’t felt since the days of ripe peaches and sunshine. It’s revitalizing and almost addicting, leaving Macaque with a yearning that he hadn’t become aware that he had even lost.

A yearning for life.

Macaque doesn't know when the tears started mixing with the dirtied water, nor does he know when the water started to clear. Not like he cares. The memories of the past few weeks have been haunting him like a ghost, latching on no matter how much he tries to push it down for his own sanity. So now here he stands under the shower hiding his tears with the dripping water.

“But I’ll stay close so you can come see me now and then and I’ll stop hiding from you and your friends when you swing by…”

He made a promise to Mk, and he’s not about to break that promise just because some debt or demons get in the way. He’ll stick around even if it costs him more then he’s bargaining. He’ll stick around because he needs to be here for Mk even if Wukong wants him gone. He wont leave, the mere thought hurting his heart more than the idea of experiencing death all over again. He knows what it's like to be abandoned; he's not about to be the cause of his cub experiencing that same pain.

He’s not leaving Mk.

Only when the water is completely clear of dirt and grime does Macaque stop scrubbing, even then he takes another minute to just stand in the water and soak up its warmth. After he’s had enough he steps out of the shower and grabs the thickest towel from the bathroom closet to dry himself with. On the floor beside the door is some clean and folden clothes. Close enough to the door Macaque suspects Pigsy cracked open the door and stuffed them in without entering the bathroom.

They were nice, a soft grey long sleeve shirt with some old college logo on it and dark red sweatpants. Perfectly warm and soft enough to sleep in. Macaque decided to slowly and carefully leave the bathroom. While he was sure Pigsy was okay enough with Macaque around he knew Tang was still on edge and he didnt wanna push any buttons whatsoever. So best to be careful.

He looked around and saw that Pigsy and Tang were in the kitchen together, Pigsy had an arm around Tang's waist as they faced the oven with their backs to Macaque. Pigsy held Tang close and seemed to be saying something to him while they remained close.

There have been too many unfamiliar feelings stirring within Macaque, things he cannot explain. Yet now he feels something he knows and has been far too familiar with for years. Especially when he sees Pigs holding Tang so close and gently against his side. Both comfortable with each other embrace as they speak.

Macaque approaches the kitchen and sits at the island. Acting like he doesn't notice when Tang jumps and whips around to face him while Pigsy turns around casually.

“M-Macaque! hello i-i uhm-hi!” Tang stutters out while Pigsy gets back to his cooking. That pig never stops cooking does he?

“Hi” Macaque greets.

"So… Pigsy says you're staying the night?" Tang asked and Macaque nodded.

"Guess so." He grumbled, putting his head down on the counter with a shaky breath. "Sorry for the intrusion."

"Oh, it's fine." Tang promised, though he still looked nervous. "It's just…"

"Uncomfortable?" Macaque guessed.

Tang shook his head, "Unusual." He smiled, "Normally you're alone or refuse to let people help you. Did… something happen?"

Macaque bit the inside of his cheek for a moment, before letting out a soft sigh. “Infestation. My house isn’t currently… usable.” He said, turning his head away from the scholar.

PIgsy let out a soft noise, that wasn’t any kind of a grumble but definitely let out the same energy as if he had said, ‘ Infestation my ass ’.

“Infestation huh, well that sucks. Well, don’t worry. Our couch is free, you can use it for as long as you need to.” Tang offered.

Macaque wanted to immediately turn down the offer. The last thing he wanted was to bother these two for one night, the idea of bothering them for more than one night? He’d rather cut off his own tail. But… At this point what other option did he have? Try to go fight those demons again while he was still wounded? Keep digging in the trash hoping he didn’t catch some kind of infection or virus? Let them call MK, Sandy, or worse still - Wukong ? No he couldn’t do that either.

For now - as much as it pained him to admit - the safest space for him was right here with these two.

“I’ll think about it.” Grumbled Macaque.

“Alright, soup’s done.” Pigsy said, dishing bowls in front of both of them, surprising Macaque.

“I just ate…” He reminded him.

“Yeah, but if you’re anything like that monkey butt Wukong you’re probably hungry again, right?”

Macaque’s stomach growling quietly proved Pigsy was right as he blushed slightly and looked away. “Alright… thanks.”

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“Infestation, huh?” Tang said as Macaque whimpered from where he was laying on the couch, letting Pigsy clean his wound.

It fuckin’ burned . It was sharp, sudden, and felt like ice. Ice that was on fire. Icy-Fire full of pain, agony, and absolute fuckin’ bullshit! Macaque clawed at the couch, biting the inside of his cheek once again as he tried to remember how to breathe through the pain.

“More like infection. Your little dumpster-diving adventures lead to a pretty nasty wound. We’ll keep an eye on it and check it out tomorrow, but you shouldn’t go climbing in dumpsters any time soon.” Pigsy said as he patted the wound dry then sighed. “Worst part is it’s on your fur, so unless we want to wax you, we can’t bandage it.”

“I’d rather not do that.” Macaque said, trying to ignore the dizziness and nausea that clung to his stomach and throat. He let out a slow breath, pushing those feelings down. “Are we done now?”

“Yeah, we’re done.” Pigsy said, letting Macaque roll back down his shirt before he laid on his uninjured side, curling up into a small ball.

He hated pain. He hated feeling sick. He hated all of this .

Pigsy let out a soft sigh, tossing an orange blanket over Macaque. “Get some rest, monkey. You look exhausted.”

Macaque just grunted letting him know he understood him, but then just curled up tighter under the blankets as he let out a slow and tired sigh.

He would be fine in the morning, a good night's sleep would help.

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It didn’t help.

By five in the morning Macaque felt worse than before. His head hurt, his stomach hurt, he couldn’t stop shivering, and the entire wound site felt warm to the touch. He was too hot and too cold at the same time, he couldn’t get warm enough and he couldn’t cool off. His head felt like it was full of rocks, making it hard to keep it up properly.

His stomach was growling and he could physically feel the blood draining from his face as forewarning about what was going to come. He got up, scrambling towards the bathroom as his vision spun and his legs crumbled under him, causing him to fall and crash into a small table near the hallway. The table slid about a foot before it hit a door jam and stopped suddenly, throwing all of the decorations (which were mostly picture frames and books) to the floor.

Macaque didn’t have time to worry about it though as he clawed at the table, trying to stop himself from collapsing the rest of the way onto the floor. He was so dizzy, so sick, so exhausted. Thankfully, he was granted a small mercy in the fact that there was also a trashcan on the bottom half of the table. He scooped it up, shaking violently as he coughed and gagged, throwing up into the small bin.

Macaque heard a door open to his right but didn’t have time or energy to question it before he threw up again.

A small hand touched his shoulder causing him to jump slightly before easing into the touch of the hand as it rubbed circles on his back. Tears burned at Macaque’s eyes similarly to how the bile burned at his throat. It was all too much, and between how awful he felt and the embarrassment of all of this he was struggling to keep it together.

“What can I do?” Pigsy’s voice sounded a bit distant compared to Tang who responded from right next to Macaque.

“A glass of water? Maybe get a wet cloth and the thermometer? He’s really warm.”

Pigsy grunted, walking away as Tang gently spoke to him.

“Deep breaths, Macaque.” He said, still rubbing those slow circles on his back as the feeling went away and he was able to calm himself down.

“Sorry…” He grumbled, trembling slightly.

“It’s alright.” Tang said.

Pigsy walked over, carrying a glass of water, handing it to Macaque. “Sip on this, I’ll be back.”

Macaque took the glass in a shaky hand, sipping on the water, rinsing out his mouth before he actually drank some.

The water was cool and refreshing against his burning throat. He chugged down every last drop so he turned to where Tang was supposed to be but found he wasn't there…when did he leave?

Macaque looked around the unfamiliar landscape and realised he had no idea where he was. Where’s his bed, where’s his pillows and blankets? He really wants those right now.

Where's his cub?

Macaque let out a chirp, calling for his cub. After a moment of silence-well he heard something but it wasn't his cub so he didnt care– he chirped again but louder.

“Macaque, are you okay?” A blurry figure appeared in front of him, but it wasn't his cub.

“Wh-...where's my cub” Macaque slurred out,setting the glass of water down on the floor as he began to lose focus of the world around him.

“cub?........are you-.......Mk?” The sounds around him were muffled and Macaque could barely make out what was being said to him but as soon as the fuzzy thing in front of him had said Mk Macaque chittered in reply.

“Hmm, i want…my cub” Macaque pouted, his unglamoured ears folding against his head and tail curling up.

“Ta-......Call Mk….” Another deeper voice said as something pulled him up off the floor. Macaque felt himself being set down on something warm and soft. Then something else soft was placed on top of him. Macaque looked around and couldn't find his cub. Where is he? He’s just a baby, he shouldn't be alone. He chirped again but got no reply.

With one final desperate and tired chirp Macaque couldn't keep his eyes open any longer and let himself fall into darkness with a silent sob.

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When Mk got the call he was still in bed, half asleep as his alarm screamed at him to get up. Pigsy never calls his phone this early. He’s usually in the kitchen by now setting up shop. No need to call when Pigsy can just knock on his door if something happened. So when Mk heard the ringtone he had set to Pigys’s number he jumped out of bed and answered the phone.

The last thing he was expecting to hear was that Macaque was staying at Pigsy’s because he had an infected wound and because of the infection he was too sick to function and was crying for his “cub” before promptly passing out.

So now he was running through the city, completely forgetting about the tuk-tuk, Pigsy’s house isn't too far off. So with all his sudden energy and forgetting about breakfast, he rushes through the city and finally makes it to Pigsy and Tangs house where Pigsy is standing outside waiting for him.

“Is he okay?” MK asked quickly, sliding to a stop. “How did he get hurt? What happened?!”

Pigsy put his hands on MK’s shoulder, “Kid, breathe. He’s alright, but we don’t want him pushing himself harder than he is. We want you to go with him while we wait for Sandy to make it back to port so he can come to check on Macaque. Until then though you might be our only hope and to keep him in one spot.”

MK let out a soft sigh, “Okay.” He said, following Pigsy into the apartment and over to the couch.

Macaque was laying on his right side on the couch, curled up under a blanket as he shivered violently. Macaque’s cheeks, nose and ears were slightly red and he looked paler than normal. But what really caught MK’s attention about Macaque at that moment was his appearance. The tip of his tail and the ends of his hair was white, he had streaks of a blue-gray color through parts of his fur, the last and biggest change though was his ears. The name Six-Eared Macaque now made sense. He had three ears on each side with strange colors within the inside of each ear; cyan, blue, and red.

“Macaque?” MK sat on the floor near Macaque, gently putting his hand on Macaque’s forehead.

“His temperature is like… deadly high for a human, but for a demon…” Tang said with a sigh, “We have no idea what we’re looking at.”

“What do you mean? How high is it?”

“106.8”

MK let out a nervous noise, digging out his phone. “Should we call Monkey King? He might be able to tell us what we’re dealing with.”

Tang seemed more onboard with the idea than Pigsy did as the pig let out a soft sigh and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Listen, kid.” Pigsy began, “Wukong and Macaque worked together during the Lady Bone Demon shit, but they’re far from friends. Plus… if Macaque found out we called Wukong he would freak out. We need to think about what Macaque would want for now, if he gets worse or isn’t getting better then we’ll call him, but for now we should keep Wukong as far from this situation as possible.”

Mk’s grip on his phone tightened, for a moment he considered not listening to Pigsy and calling Wukong anyways. The memories of the last time Wukong and Macaque were in the same room together, the fighting, the screaming…the blood. Mk closed the phone app and instead opened google and searched for ‘average demon temperatures’.

“It says…its not healthy but not deadly either” Mk continued reading “demons can withstand more intense fevers than humans so he should be fine as long as he rests” Mk explained before he turned off his phone and put it away

Pigsy sighed, "That's reassuring at least. Now we know he isn't dying, just feels like he is." Pigsy walked over and rolled down the blanket a bit before pulling off gaze from his ribs.

The wound under the gaze wasn't looking good, it was off-color and smelled awful. It was also oozing a bit which was unpleasant to see. Though, it was obvious what kind of wound they were dealing with.

"How did this happen, Macaque…?" MK questioned, running his fingers through Macaque's hair as the older male panted in his sleep. "How did he end up here?"

"I uh… found him in an alley, brought him home, and cleaned him up." Pigsy said, "Poor bastard was gonna try to tough it out but let us take him in for the night. Good thing too, can't imagine where he'd be right now if I didn't find him."

MK frowned, putting his head on Macaque's shoulder. His chest ached at the prospect of Macaque dealing with this kind of stuff alone, but what made it worse was the fact that Macaque was used to doing it alone. He was hurting, sick, and miserable… It was terrible to see. MK just wished that he had been there for Macaque when he needed him rather than off playing at the arcade with Mei.

'I'm sorry, Macaque… ' He thought, ' I promised that I'd protect you… '

Okay, so his promise had been to protect him from Monkey King, but still. MK hadn’t been there when Macaque needed him.

He would be there next time though.

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Sandy arrived a little over an hour later and gave the still-unconscious Macaque an exam. His fever had stayed about the same, but thanks to an IV with fluids and medicine to get the fever down, as well as a freshly cleaned and dressed wound, Sandy was sure he would be fine. Though, Sandy did agree to stick around for a while until Macaque was awake.

Sandy was also the reason that Mei found out, and Mei was how Red found out, and in turn, Princess Iron Fan and Demon Bull King found out.

"Room for two more?" Mei asked from where she was standing at the door with Red Son who was as surprised, as was the basket in his hand.

Pigsy groaned, "Sure, why not. Don't break anything."

The two walked in just as MK was putting the final touches on a nest for when Macaque finally woke up.

"This is for the monkey when he awakes. But this is for you." Red said, handing Pigsy a bottle of wine. "My father says, and I quote; ' Drunk monkeys are a pain, but sick monkeys are a nightmare. But at least you're stuck with the more tolerable of the two '."

Pigsy laughed half-heartedly, "Thanks for the warning."

Red and Mei walked over to the living room and while Mei investigated the nest, Red checked Macaque's temperature.

"What happened?" Red asked.

"Don't know, Pigsy said he was hurt when he found him. His wounds got infected." MK said, "They called me when Macaque passed out while calling for his 'cub'."

"Cub? But monkeys have infants, not cubs." Mei pointed out.

"I know, but it's cute so I don't question it." MK shrugged.

"Animal Demons are often called 'cubs' while more human-ish demons have different terms depending on location." Red explained. "Now, I should go. I delivered the basket and I have a lot of scheming to do."

"No, wait, please stay." MK pleaded. "Sandy knows the medical stuff but… we don't feel safe calling Monkey King… you might be the only option we have…"

Red looked at him for a moment before he sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. " Fine . But if that's the case, Nyoodle Boy, then move over because we're gonna fix this nest of yours."

"Why are you making a nest anyway, MK?" Mei asked.

"Macaque said that nests help with physical health… so I thought I'd give it a try. I'm not very good yet."

Red sighed, "That's fine, you're new to it. Let's get it finished."

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“ And I’m telling you they don’t stack. ” Said the first voice that reached Macaque’s ears, sounding so sudden and loud it nearly made him whimper.

Why was the world so loud? Why did his head hurt? Why was he so uncomfortable and sticky? Why were all these voices so close?

“ And I’m telling you, Red Boy, they totally stack. Which means you have to draw 12 cards. ”

Those voices… the dragon girl and Red Son…? What were they doing so close?

“Macaque?” This next voice was right next to him, as a hand touched his shoulder, causing Macaque to finally open his eyes, glaring against the light. Looming off to his side was… MK? But… what?

Memories of the attack, losing his house, and then being found by Pigsy flashed through his mind followed by bits and pieces of that morning. He let out a soft groan, why had they called the kid? He didn’t want the kid to know what happened but now he was here seeing him in person? What was fair about that? Nothing was fair about any of this.

But since when was anything in Macaque’s life?

“Hey, bud…” He said, blinking sleep out of his eyes, “What are you doing here?”

“Pigsy called me when you started calling for your cub.” MK explained and Macaque felt his cheeks grow even warmer. Macaque ran his hand down his face to try and hide it. “But it’s not just me. Mei and Red are here too because they were worried.”

“I wasn't worried, my mother sent me.” Red said, as though to remind him.

“Alright, Mei was worried and Princess Iron Fan was worried so she sent Red.” MK corrected himself, “Sandy and Tang are in the dining room, and Pigsy is making lunch.”

‘Lunch?’ Macaque thought, it hadn’t even been sunrise when he first woke up, how long had he been sleeping?

Macaque looked down at his right arm, which had an IV in it, attached to a pole against the couch above his head. Between that and the new bandages around his wound, it was clear that Sandy had been there tending to his injuries which he was equally thankful and embarrassed about.

What kind of warrior couldn’t treat his own wounds or protect his own house?

He was the worst .

Maybe that’s why Wukong abandoned and killed him. Because he knew he was useless. Because he was broken. Because when Pengu created him they made him with whatever was left over from creating all the other Celestial Primates. He was a mistake and a failure.

Macaque let out a shuddering breath, draping his left arm over his eyes to try and hide the left eye as it began to burn with tears.

“Are you okay… does it hurt?” MK asked.

He wanted to tell the kid what a loaded question that was but instead just replied with; “Nah… just tired, bud. I’m alright…”

Mk squinted his eyes, he opened his mouth to say something but Redson quickly interrupted him with a slight push “you look like your in pain” he stated plainly.

“Red!” Mk scolded

“What?” Red gasped offended

“You don't just-”

“He does, I thought we were supposed to be taking care of him!”

“Well you could be a little nicer then ‘you look like you’re in pain’”

“I'm just stating facts, he's injured and you wanna sugarcoat things?”

“Well no but-”

“Exactly my point now” Redson turned to Macaque and Mk followed suit “Macaque why are you crying?”

“REDSON!”

“WHAT?!”

Oh, was he still-...Macaque had been so focused on the two boy’s bickering he completely forgot he was upset for a moment. It was kinda funny so he admits he got distracted watching them and that he forgot his cheeks were still wet with tears.

“I’m okay…” Macaque quietly told them, “Or… I will be.Just don’t handle being sick very well.” He said, rubbing the tears off of his face as he let out a shaky breath. “Can you guys help me sit up? I feel like my tail is going to fall off.”

“Sure.” MK gently took Macaque’s arm that was free of any IV’s while Red went behind the arm of the couch, grabbing Macaque under the arms as the two worked together to move him into a sitting position.

It was dizzying and a bit uncomfortable sitting up again, especially when the pain in his ribs continued to radiate and feel unnaturally warm, but it wasn’t at a point where he felt like throwing up again. Once Macaque was sitting up he was able to look around the apartment, namely towards the dining room where Sandy and Tang were in the dining room, playing a board game quietly while glancing over at him occasionally. On the other side of the dining room in the kitchen was Pigsy who was cooking something that honestly smelt really good.

“Sandy!” Mei called, causing Macaque to flinch slightly at the volume. “Macaque is awake!”

“Mei, inside voice.” Pigsy reminded her as the teen stuck her tongue out at Pigsy.

Sandy chuckled, getting up off his seat as he walked over to Macaque. “How are you feeling, Mr. MaQuack?”

“Fine. Little confused why everybody is here though.” He admitted.

“Pigsy called me and MK after you fainted. I mentioned the situation to Mei because I needed help getting some things, and then she told Red who was sent by his parents with some items from the Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan.” Sandy explained, taking a forehead scanning thermometer and gently placing it against Macaque’s forehead. He then smiled, “Your temperature is back to a normal range, which is good. Can I look at your wound?”

Macaque lifted his arm, letting the blue skinned man remove a gauze bandage and examine it.

“The infection looks like it’s clearing up finally too and your healing is starting to kick in. You should be mostly healed - if not fully healed - by tomorrow.” Sandy said proudly.

“Great, thanks.” Macaque said, keeping his arm up as Sandy taped a new bandage over the wound. “Can I get this IV out? My arm is cramping.”

“Sure.” Sandy said with a smile.

Macaque looked away as Sandy got to work, not because he was squeamish or anything but because he just didn’t want to look. After it was removed Sandy gently patted Macaque on the head then walked back to the table.

“So what happened, Macaque?” MK asked anxiously. “All Pigsy said was that he found you wounded in an alleyway and that he brought you here to help you take care of your wounds.”

Macaque was thankful for that at least, he didn’t want the kids knowing the whole story, especially when he knew that if the kids did know Wukong, Princess Iron Fan, and Demon Bull King would all find out and have different reactions. Wukong might think that Macaque deserved it, Demon Bull King would probably laugh at Macaque, and Princess Iron Fan would likely end up destroying his house while trying to help Macaque get it back. The kids would have their own reactions too, but he didn’t want any of them getting involved in this.

“I’ve… I got a bill for the theater I destroyed, they threatened to take me to court if I didn’t pay for repairs and so I’ve been doing odd jobs around the city to try and earn the money I need to pay them back.” He said, which was only a half-lie. “After one of my jobs I was jumped by a group of demons. I was tired from working all day and couldn’t properly protect myself from them. But I’m feeling better now, really. I’m okay.”

“Right…” MK said anxiously, “Is there anything we can do to help you earn money? Like… d-do you need help?”

“Nah, kid. Once I find a steady job I’ll be fine.” Macaque promised, reaching over and putting his hand on MK’s shoulder. “You’ve got enough on your plate, cub. You don’t have to worry about my shit too. I’m fine.” Macaque noticed the glance that Pigsy and Sandy shared but decided not to worry too much about it as he tried to distract MK and the other kids from the situation. “So what’s the nest for?”

“ Nyoodle Boy here thought you needed one after all you went through. So he made it for you when you woke up.” Red explained.

Macaque’s eyes went wide as he looked at MK. “You did that… for me?”

MK’s cheeks were slightly red as he played with his hands. “Of course I did.” He said quietly. “You would do the same for me - you have done the same for me. S-so I figured… why not.”

Macaque smiled, letting out a happy chatter as his tail swished slightly and he pulled MK into a half-hug. “Thanks, Bud… it means a lot. I feel better already.”

Now it was MK’s turn to perk up, a big smile forming. “Really?”

“Yeah. Can you help me over there?” He asked.

MK was happy to help, as he helped Macaque to his feet, the two going to the nest and getting settled in before Red hesitantly joined them as well, sitting a short distance away from Macaque. He looked weirdly content in this situation, which was almost funny given how often he tried to convince people that he couldn’t stand MK and Mei. Though, Macaque hardly had room to talk on that front.

“We were playing Uno, do you want to join?” Mei asked.

“Uno… that’s that card game with the four colors, right?”

MK nodded, “That’s the one.”

“Alright, then sure.” Macaque shrugged, “Warning, I’m terrible at card games.”

While the kids started the game with Macaque beside them now Sandy and Pigsy stood in a far corner of the room, whispering among themselves. Macaque’s ear’s twitched.He might be injured and a bit out of it but he’s not deaf. I mean, six ears. Don't they know whispers do nothing to hide their secrets from the Six eared Macaque? So while the little card game continued Macaque tuned his hearing into the two demons attempting to hide in the corner of the room.

“I think we should let him choose” Sandy whispered.

“Hm, I wanna keep a close eye on him tho’” Pigsy grumbled.

“And i can do that on the ship, i can take care of his injur-”

“I don't mean his injuries” Pigsy interrupted “i mean…him. I can handle his injuries as well as you can Sandy, we both underwent the same training back in the day. I just want to watch him, i want to see what he does. If he’s really serious about being better and being there for Mk”

“I understand friend, but still…i can do that as well and i think we should let Mr. Macquack decide whether he wants to work on the docks or in your shop”

Macaque dropped his cards and quickly turned to face Pigsy and Sandy.

“What?”

The two on the other side of the room jumped slightly, then turned to face Macaque as Tang coughed and mumbled under his breath.

“ He’s the Six-Eared Macaque guys, of course he could hear you. ”

Pigsy sighed, dishing up lunch and laying the bowls of soup onto the table before walking over with a bowl for Macaque. “Sandy and I were just talkin’. You need the money and we could both use the help around the ship and the shop, so how about you come work for one of us?” He suggested, making Macaque raise a brow. “You’d help me clean around the shop and help MK with deliveries on the days it’s particularly busy, or you’d help Sandy move around things on the ship and prepare for his deliveries whenever he hits port. Workin’ with me runs the risk of bumpin’ into Wukong now and then but you’ll be closer to MK. Working with Sandy would keep you away from Wukong but also would keep you away from the kid for extended periods of time.”

Macaque frowned, the idea of leaving his cub for any amount of time hurt more than he expected or wanted it to. It hurt more than running into Wukong scared him. “If… you’re fine having me, Pigsy, then I think I could chance working at the Restaurant for a while. Or at least give it a try.”

Macaque could see the way that MK lit up at the idea as he looked at Pigsy who handed the bowl over to Macaque.

“I’d be happy to have you. That being said, you and I will figure out the other thing later. For now, just focus on getting better, you’re safe here in the meantime.”

Macaque gave Pigsy a sad smile before he looked at the soup.

Safe…

He liked the idea of being safe.

#Chirp Au #lego monkie kid fanfic #lego monkie kid #lmk fanfic #Monkiebois #collab au #collab writing

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splendentmoon · 1 year

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It you don’t mind could you please tell me about the new au? - (Fanart “anon” from now on going by 🎨)

Of course!!

In this Au, MK and Bai He exchange places with their parents, that is:

Xiaotian is the great Monkie Kid or Monkey Prince

and Bai He, is Six-eared Bai He or The Shadow Princess.

In this Au, the Jade Emperor gave Wukong and Macaque very different punishments for their attack.

He gave Wukong his cursed crown, but instead of giving him migraines, it made him forget, and he ended up forgetting his family.

He locked Macaque in the Diyu until his soul reincarnated, which happened, now Macaque is a human with great shadow power hidden by Megapolis.

Wukong and Macaque were known to be the kings of Flower Fruit Mountain.

And they had four children, which were, Xiaotian, the eldest, Bai He, the middle one, and the twins, Rumble and Savage.

When they were separated from their parents, Xiaotian was given a mission, that if he failed, they would kill his brothers, the mission was to accompany Tripitaka on his journey, also giving him the cursed crown

Xiaotian, having no options, left, leaving his brothers.

Bai He waited patiently for him on the island, while he took care of his brothers.

When he couldn't wait any longer, he went to him to see how he was, but he watched with horror as Tripitaka punished him.

She wanted to save him, but just like in canon, they both ended up in a battle, which ended with a scar on her sister's eye, but without leaving her blind or dead.

Bai He escaped, and in anger, bitterness, and sadness, he left Flower Fruit Mountain with Savage in his arms to disappear into the shadows.

Xiaotian, upon finding out, felt horribly sad and guilty, but knew that he had to return to duty, so he left Rumble with Guanyin to continue his peaceful journey.

After the trip, seeing Rumble was more of a punishment than a relief, he was happy to see his brother, he really was, but seeing his face reminded him of what he had done to his sister.

So after a few years of feeling like the worst big brother in the world, he erased Rumble's memories, put a seal on him and left him with Pigsy, there he would be safe with a family that will love him.

And this is the story of this Au, I can't believe I came up with this just listening to music, but hey, I hope I have clarified your doubts!

I want to see the art!

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