~💜🍑Ask Shadowpeach🍑💜~

~💜🍑Ask #20🍑💜~

This ask is from Copycat_72 on AO3!: Question for both : Do you guys have any secret stash ? Or just some secret place where you keep your favourite stuff (and no, the treasure room doesn't count as a secret place).

Question for wukong : Do you do gardening ? Other that the fruit orchard on the mountain. Like a small patch of flowers or veggies.

🎉🎆HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!🎆🎉

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Wukong had gotten drunk after the fireworks, and now Macaque had to deal with a hungover Monkey King.

Wukong: Maaaaaaaaaaaaaac~

Said dark-furred monkey sighed.

Macaque: Yes, Wukong?

Wukong moved the arm that was covering his eyes just enough to see his mate and pouted.

Wukong: My head huuuurts~

Macaque rolled his amber eyes.

Macaque: Of course it does, you idiot. You downed 15 bottles of a strong Celestial alcohol that would have killed even the dead Jade Empire.

Wukong's pout grew.

Wukong: But it tasted like peaches!

Macaque smirked weakly.

Macaque: Doesn't change the fact you should've stopped at two.

Wukong huffed as he continued to pout, something he didn't stop doing even when the floating screen showed back up.

Both monkeys looked at the screen. Both monkeys read the question on the screen. Both monkeys answered the questions on the screen.

Macaque: I have one, not telling you where it is, though, because then Wukong will raid it.

Wukong opened his mouth to argue, but his life choices came back to haunt him with a painful thump in his temples, causing him to hold his head and groan.

Wukong: He's right. I would do that.

He sighed.

Wukong: Anyway, the only place I have a secret stash IS my treasure room, and that's only really a secret to those who haven't seen it.

Macaque went to the kitchen and came back with peach-flavoured crackers, which he held out to Wukong, who took one and started nibbling on it as his head continued to pound.

Macaque looked back at the screen before looking back at his suffering mate and softly speaking.

Macaque: The last question is for you, Peaches.

The golden monkey groaned and took the glass of water Macaque offered him and drained it in 1 second flat before looking back at the screen, trying to ignore the pain in his eyes from staring at the bright screen.

Reading the question took longer than Wukong would have liked, but once he finished, he groaned again and started nibbling on another peach-flavoured cracker as he answered.

Wukong: No, I don't garden. I leave it to Macaque. He says it's one of the many things that helps him destress.

A hum came from the darker monkey.

Macaque: It's true it is, and it does.