Lego Monkie Kid x Reader

Macaque x Fem!Monkey!Reader : Under the Mistletoe

(Quick thing, I am so sorry for this late thing. This was requested way back in fucking DECEMBER by  @Iliketallandmeanmen , and my ass has not been paying much attention to Wattpad. It was meant to be posted back in December, had a draft, lost that somehow, motivation evacuated my body, other things happened. If you're reading, thanks for being here.

Note : f/f = favorite fruit

Really quick rundown, This is meant to happen perhaps during the period when Macaque trained MK?? Season One, Episode Nine, I like to imagine it happened over a course of a couple of days or weeks(maybe even a whole month), slightly during and right after one of the sessions. Reader already knows about Macaque, and more so a villain? Feel free to imagine anything though. One last thing too, there's VERY brief SpicyNoodles in here).

The moment you'd stepped into the room, the first thing you saw was MK being tossed around like a ragdoll, during one of his 'training sessions' with Macaque.

Honestly, the way MK was just being thrown around and accepting it felt a bit harsh to you, as it seemed Macaque was being pretty rough. The kid had just accepted it, like it was an every day thing to be tossed and thrown around all the time by your mentor. Sure it was meant to be a 'mock session', but it still made you feel a little bad for the kid.

Especially during winter time too. After all the 'being thrown around' MK would have to deal with, he'd then have to go out into the cold of the snow. While that wouldn't have been too much a problem for you, you were well aware humans were much more... susceptible to the cold.

The weather was relatively alright for a snowy day, and it wasn't as cold as it could've been. Certainly didn't change that MK was probably still going to feel cold. Probably wouldn't be good if the kid suddenly went from hot to cold in mere moments.

Going down the short flight of stairs, you sighed, tail subconsciously swaying and grabbing at whatever it could touch Mostly nothing, as who in the world would put up a shelf full of anything near the flight of stairs in a dojo? Certainly not you.

"Hey Macaque." You called out, earning a glance from the monkey. He was busy beating MK, with the excuse of 'mentoring' saving him from the kid beating him up in return. It was impressive how the kid hadn't caught on by then. Perhaps he was so desperate to learn something new he was blind to Macaque's intentions. "Be a little easy on the kid, alright? He's only like, what, three or four months into the business."

MK looked at you, rather offended as well. Likely at that you suggesting he was too inexperienced to handle more damage. While it was technically true (at least to you), it probably did hurt his feelings quite a bit. Mostly his ego.

"Hey! I can handle-" The kid had begun, being abruptly caught off guard by Macaque. One rule you were aware of when around Macaque, never let your guard down. He surprised people like that a lot.

You raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Handle what? The painful punches Macaque gives you? Didn't you give up your invincibility a while ago, buddy?" 

Damn. Macaque really was rubbing off of you, wasn't he? Buddy this, buddy this, snarky remark here, sly comment there, now you were doing those things too. You really needed a break from this man.

Nothing was said back, as both men fought against one another. To be honest, though Macaque's ways of mentoring were harsh, at least MK, you knew he could be much gentler. If it weren't for his plans with the kid.

Back in the past, in the brotherhood, you remembered how shy he'd been. So introverted and nervous, the only reason he'd gone in was because of Wukong. Thankfully because of you being a girl, you didn't have to deal with their shenanigans.