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This ask is from Sakurabloom_26 (Sakurabloom11211996) on AO3!: Question for Macaque: how do you feel about each of Wukong's sworn brothers (both the brotherhood and the pilgrims)?

Also minor question for Wukong: I heard a rumor that you're the sworn brother of both Erlang Shen and Bodhisattva Guanyin, any truth to it?

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After 2 days, Wukong and Macaque finally put the little whipped cream prank and follow-up revenges behind them. 

I mean, sure, Wukong still had a bandage on his nose from when Macaque sucker punched him, but it was all behind them now!

Right now both Wukong and Macaque sat cuddling on the couch watching a random movie.

Or at least they WERE until a certain floating screen appeared in front of them, blocking their view of the movie playing on the TV, causing them to groan as it was just getting to a good part.

Wukong: Oh, come on! It was just getting good!

Wukong crossed his arms with a pout.

Wukong: Stupid floating screen that keeps bringing us new questions from who knows where?! 

Macaque made a sound of agreement from his place cuddled into Wukong's side but still read the question on the screen even if he WAS upset about having the movie and his cuddle time with Wukong interrupted by it.

Wukong reluctantly did the same while he continued to pout.

Macaque suddenly sat up straight with a serious look on his face after reading the question meant for him.

Macaque: Oh, I've been holding this in for a LONG time.

Macaque took a deep breath before starting to list off what he thinks about ALL of Wukong's sworn brothers over the centuries.

Macaque: Azure was alright in the beginning, but then once the plan to take over the Celestial Realm failed, he REFUSED to see reason anymore and became a little bit of an ass.

Macaque: Yellow Tusk was OK. He ended up helping in the end during the whole Azure fiasco, but his problem is that he KNEW what was happening was wrong yet didn't do ANYTHING until it was very nearly too late.

Yeeah~ Wukong kinda had to agree on that one. Things might have ended a lot sooner had Yellow Tusk acted quicker and not waited for as long as he had.

Macaque: Demon Bull King, honestly, he's the only one I can stand out of the old brotherhood!

Macaque moved onto the next one and snarled.

Macaque: And Peng, that damned, non-binary, golden-winged chicken, was and still IS a fucking cowardly bitch!

The dark-furred simian sighed and looked to Wukong to see what he thought about what he said so far about his sworn brothers.

Wukong just shrugged and gestured for him to continue.

Wukong: I have nothing to say. Continue.

Macaque happily did so. Why? Because now he's onto the Pilgrims.

Macaque: Alright, first up is Zhu Bajie. Not a fan at all. He was the reason Wukong was punished most of the time by that cursed circlet!

Macaque: Next up is Sha Wujing. He was an alright guy. Cared deeply for his sworn brothers, and I think he even tried to persuade the monk not to use the tightening spell.

Wukong closed his eyes and nodded at that statement.

Macaque: Now, Ao Lie was a GREAT guy. Awesome younger brother material, always playing peacemaker, I feel sorry for him that he always had to carry the damn monk.

Macaque: And finally the Monk.

A snarl appeared once more on Macaque's face.

Macaque: The Monk. Tang Sanzang. Oh, how the very mention of his name makes me want to bring him back to life and kill him myself.

Wukong gasps.

Wukong: Hey! Master wasn't THAT bad, Macaque.

Macaque let out a fierce snarl.

Macaque: HE TORTURED YOU, WUKONG! HE FUCKING TORTURED YOU!

Wukong opened his mouth to come to his late master's defence, but he ended up pausing and thinking over what Macaque said before slumping back into the couch with a sigh.

Wukong: Yeah, no, you're right. Master did use the circlet's tightening spell a lot, though more than half the times it was Zhu Bajie's fault.

Macaque let out a deep, soul-rattling sigh and placed a comforting hand on Wukong's arm and softly spoke.

Macaque: That doesn't change the fact that he DID torture you at the drop of a hat, Wukong.

Wukong groaned and laid his head on his dark-furred mate's shoulder.

Wukong: I know, but-!

A head shake from the other monkey and Wukong sighed again.

Wukong: Never mind.

The golden-furred simian looked back at the screen that was still floating before them and noticed the minor question for him.

Reading over it, Wukong gave a shake of his head before burying his face into the crook of Macaque's neck and speaking in a much quieter voice than before.

Wukong: No, I am not the sworn brother of those two. I'm not even sure that I like them, so there's no WAY I'd be their sworn brother. Besides! I already have SEVEN of those eight if you include master.