Macaque's Successor

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Y/n's P.O.V
The morning started as it normally did. I did my daily routine, brushing my teeth and my hair, getting ready to saunter downstairs to work.

Just as I was about to leave, I almost forgot my scarf.

"Whoops! Can't forget this." I wrapped my scarf over my necklace.

I still hardly remember the day I got it.

I was a little girl when it happened.

I hope one day to find the person who gave it to me and thank them.

I sighed, reaching for the door.

Today's the day I'm going back. Everything is gonna be fine.

I would have Puck with me today, but I dropped him off at Sandy's so he could watch him for today.

I made my way down to the restaurant, to see if I had any orders to deliver.

"Any orders I need to deliver, Pigsy?"

Pigsy rubbed his chin. "Not as of this moment kid, just if you're planning on doing something, make sure you're back in case you do have deliveries."

I gave Pigsy a thumbs-up, heading out the door.

Hopping on my motorcycle and securing my helmet, I drove off to the Shadow Theater, hoping that me and Macaque can start training again after everything that happened.

Once I arrived, I parked and went inside.

I slowly made my way down the hall, making my way to the dojo.

I heard no fighting inside, so I assumed Macaque wasn't inside, but it didn't hurt to go in.

I walked around the dojo, making sure to stay clear of the weapons rack again.

My eyes wandered to a small pedestal to the side, and on top was my staff.

The words I said that day echoed in my head.

"Just leave me alone, I don't want this stupid staff anymore."

I had a right to be mad and upset that day. A question I've been asking since is why did Macaque do that.

I picked my staff up after not holding it for so long.

*Creek*

"Kid, you're ba-"

"Die!"

I swung my staff around, hitting whoever was behind me.

"Ow! What is with you in hitting me with the staff?" Macaque held his head.

I hid the staff behind my back, acting like I did nothing. "Sorry, again."

"It's fine kid, I'm just honestly shocked that you're back." He replied.

"Yeah, me too."
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"So your scarf, you wear it all the time?"

"Yeah, I never take it off." I rubbed the back of my head.

"Where'd you get it?" He asks.

"Uh...I was little when someone gave it to me." I answered.
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"I have tea in the kitchen if you'd like some."

"There's a kitchen in this place." I stared at him with wide eyes.

He chuckles softly. "Well, of course, I live here."

I laughed too, rubbing the back of my head with a sheepish expression.

"I'll be right back kid, stay here." He smiled and went through a door on the other side of the dojo.