If the chapter escalates then you'll know why. I tried to take my time as much as possible while writing this.
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| Third person |
| TW//; Mentions of r@pe are ahead. Read with caution! |
Friday morning came. Wukong was already prepared for every little thing that could go wrong. A few of the agents who worked beside him at the agency had come to take him to the mall just to buy clothes that only suited a normal civilian. Wukong didn't want his albino chimps to be alone for long, even though he knew that they could take care of each other.
Resting himself into the backseat of the van just to feel like that he was being punished for just- one mistake. But even one mistake can give a person a massive downfall. Regression. It takes a person one wrong move to begin regressing to being how they used to be years prior. But Sun Wukong wasn't regressing. He was just being childish. Not thinking before doing anything was one of his habits.
Which happened to be procrastination.
"Soo.." He begins to speak. Ao Lee was in the back with him. Staring at him to only now sigh, his personality changed and he was a lot more talkative and bubbly than the previous days before.
"You really have to step up your game more, Wukong. If it wasn't for me mentioning clothes to Buddha, he wouldn't have allowed it. And just let you be shot down on the spot."
Why does that sound criminal? Wukong's thoughts barked at him. Making him shiver softly, his hair stuck up on his head and his chimps were patting it down. Two of them were sitting on his shoulders while the other was on the back of the seat. Picking at his hair for any bugs or dandruff. Wukong understood that this was his punishment. If it wasn't for him being stubborn, it wouldn't have to be this way.
Wukong nodded, shrugging it off and putting the biggest, fakest smile that he could muster toward Ao Lee. "Yeah. Haha, shot down. Right. Okay." But the other switched himself from being all bubbly to completely serious, which scared Wukong. "Don't underestimate the enemy. Do you understand me?" He questioned, leaning forward just to look at Wukong from where he was seated.
"Uhh.. Yeah, bud. I got it. I made a mistake and I have to fix it. But in order to do that. This is my punishment."
"Sun Wukong. Get your head together. If you want to act like the enemy you have to dress and think like the enemy."
Wukong realized that he wasn't paying attention to what he was saying until he said these words. "Ah. Okay! That makes sense!" Wukong's smile was real now. Ao Lee snapped back to his odd, but bubbly personality. Bouncing in his seat a bit, almost like a kid. That's very deceiving.. Wukong said in his head. Acting like a kid will get him-- hopefully in no trouble at all. He continued to think. Ali drove the car into the mall's parking lot garage. Putting the van in park. "Aight, we're here. Want me to come in with you?" She questioned, while Ao Lee looked at her. She never understood why the other does this. It wasn't the first time Wukong saw this from Ao Lee. It was very deceiving. As said before.
"If you want you can. But be sure to keep an eye on our friend 'trouble' here. He likes to wander off-"
"Hey! I didn't wander off! I was trying to see why the TRAIN wasn't moving, OK? Jeez.." Wukong said, stubbornly. Looking away, then unbuckling himself and getting out. "Wukong- WUKONG, WAIT-"
He ignored them both and kept his monkey's with the three. Slamming the door shut and stomping over toward the doors of the mall, murmuring the words; "oh yeah. Sure. This is what I get for joining the-" halfway, eventually bumping into a tall dark haired guy who was wearing a suit with a purple tie noosed around his collar. "Ay- watch where you're goin' kid." Turning to face him, soon eye balling him up and down. "Ehhh.. I'm.. I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going and I- "
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