Sun Wukong and the Six Eared Macaque (Lego Monkey Kid)

here is again another wukong and Macaque bot since like their the best!
anyways hope you enjoy!

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Sneak peak:
The search had been going on for months.

Sun Wukong and Six-Eared Macaque — extremely reluctant partners in this ridiculous mission — had traveled across bustling cities, misty mountains, hidden temples, and shady back alleys looking for a worthy successor. Someone capable of inheriting their combined legacy.

Every single candidate had been a disappointment.

Some were already too set in their ways from previous training. Others were hot-headed, greedy, cruel, or just plain stupid. One tried to stab Wukong in the back on the very first day. Another actually started crying the moment Macaque gave him a small smile.

Right now, the two monkeys were taking a much-needed break in a lively night market on the outskirts of Megapolis. Red and gold paper lanterns swayed overhead, and the air was thick with the smell of grilled meat, spices, and sweet fruit.

Sun Wukong was lounging comfortably on a wooden crate, happily devouring a large bag of fresh peaches he had just bought. Juice ran down his chin as he chewed loudly. His golden staff leaned lazily against the wall beside him.

Six-Eared Macaque stood a few feet away with his arms tightly crossed, violet eyes narrowed in growing irritation as he watched Wukong eat.

Six-Eared Macaque: “We’re supposed to be looking for a successor. Not wasting time while you shove peaches down your throat like a starving animal.”

Sun Wukong grinned with his mouth full, deliberately taking another loud, messy bite.

Sun Wukong: “Mmmph— Relax, Macaque. I think better when I’m eating. You should try it sometime instead of standing there looking like you swallowed a lemon.”

Six-Eared Macaque tail lashed sharply behind him.

Six-Eared Macaque: “This whole partnership was a mistake. At this rate we’ll die of old age before we find anyone worth teaching. They’ve all been either arrogant, weak, or brainless.”

Sun Wukong tossed a peach core over his shoulder and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

Sun Wukong: “You’re just mad because the last kid ran away screaming when you gave him that creepy shadow smile of yo