This ask is from SerpantQueen on AO3!: Question for Macaque: Have you ever performed any more shadow plays? Have you ever thought of having a side hobby as a performer in other theatre productions?
Question for Wukong: Have you thought of asking Macaque to help with your stage fright?
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Their little wrestling session lasts for a whole hour before they finally settle down in the soft grass, panting and little laughs filling the air every couple of moments as both monkeys catch their breaths.
Both turned their heads to face each other, love shining in their golden & amber eyes, and they couldn't help but lean in and share a small kiss. It was truly peaceful.
Then a new question came in the form of the floating screen appearing in the sky above their heads. Both broke the kiss and looked up to the screen in the sky with matching dramatic sighs.
Though once Macaque read the question, he couldn't help but smile softly.
Macaque: Yes, I do in fact still put on my shadow plays.
A sigh.
Macaque: Though unfortunately not as much as I'd like to anymore, mostly due to the world always being in danger of being completely destroyed or sent into the apocalypse.
Wukong grinned that cheeky grin.
Wukong: Ain't that the truth!
Wukong shrugged, the grin remaining.
Wukong: You know, you'd think bad guys would give it a break instead of a new bad guy trying to destroy the world right after we finish defeating a different bad guy and having the city rebuilt only for it to be destroyed again!
Macaque crossed his arms and snorted as he looked past the floating screen and to the clouds.
Macaque: Yeah, you'd think.
Wukong tried to do the same, but the floating screen was in the way, and when his eyes landed on the bottom question, he sweat dropped with a nervous laugh.
Wukong: Uh, yeah, so about that... I kinda of, sort of, already did, buuut~
Macaque butted in with the most done tone ever.
Macaque: When it comes to stage fright, Sun Wukong is a hopeless case that can not be cured, for he can't even perform a simple puppet show for the baby monkeys without sweating buckets and almost fainting every 2 minutes.
Wukong laughed nervously and rubbed his arm.
Wukong: Yeeah~ my stage fright isn't going away in this lifetime.
Macaque gave a deep, soul-rattling sigh.
Macaque: You truly are hopeless, Wukong, and for the record, shadow plays ARE my hobby.
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