Eevee Living in Monkie Kid's World

Chapter 11: This is just a Nightmare!

 ===== Wukong's POV =====

I was flying on my cloud, heading back home. The sky was filled with darkness with the only light being the moon and stars. Underneath me was the deep lake that also had nothing but more darkness. 

I held onto the tin, tightly and close to my chest, that's filled of broken pieces that used to be a machine. The machine somehow opened a type of gate way to Eevee's world.

I held the tin close to me but being very careful with it like I was holding onto a new born monkey. I was filled with worry and fear for Eevee. Anxiety was clouding up my mind:

What if this is unfixable, what if it has missing pieces, what if I break something, what if I cant rebuild it... I don't even know what I'm trying to build! What if Red Son is screwing with me and this is actually a broken toaster!?

What if... 

I can't be Eevee's hero.

More anxiety filled up my mind. If my head was a balloon then it would've popped by now. 

I snapped out of thoughts as Flower Fruit Mountain came into view. I tighten my grip on the tin as I quickly flew inside the hidden little cave entrance on the side of the mountain.

 I rushed over to my little wooden hut and slammed opened the door. The door hit the wall making a loud 'BANG' noise and scaring away a few of my monkey friends who were relaxing on the couch. 

"Sorry buddies!" I said in a panic as I watch them jump out of the window in terror. I quickly slide my tail on the coffee table, clearing away the clutter of magazines, mugs and the T.V remote onto the floor all in one go.

I sat down on the couch, carefully placing all the broken pieces on the short table in front of me. My stress levels, quickly filling back up with each piece I pull out of the tin. My breathing was slowly getting faster.

Each piece I took out felt heavier and heavier. 

"Come on Wukong! I'm the Monkey King! I'm The Great Sage Equal to Heaven!" I shouted at myself to snapped out of my anxiety but you cant stop anxiety by yelling at yourself. 

I looked back inside the tin and took out the last broken item, a small green microchip like device. I carefully placed it down, in the middle of a bunch of different colour wires, metal scraps, nuts and bots.

How I'm I supposed to rebuild something that I don't even know what I'm building?

My eyes quickly widen in fear when I realized that I don't know what I'm doing. Tears of panic slowly started to escape my eyes. I noticed my hands started to shake a little. I quickly put my hands together and held them close to my chest to stop the shaking.

"What's happening to me?! Why I'm I feeling like this!?" I shouted at myself in frustration as I shut my eyes. All my 'What if' questions were coming back, clogging up my mind once again.