A/N: Takes place after the series. The world is safe (for now)
"Okay, calm down. I can do this..." Red Son murmured nervously at the alter waiting for his bride to be.
Red Son is dressed in red traditional wedding garments with yellow outlines, alongside his family insignia. His hair was nicely braided with jewelry in it. His glamour was down so his bull features were in full effect.
This was it, the big day. The wedding between the Monkie Kid and Prince Red Son.
"I can do this....I can do this...." He chanted softly, beads of sweat rolled down his face and his foot tapping.
'I can't do this! What if she changed her mind? What if all of this was too soon? I knew I should have waited a few more years to ask!'
"So, you getting nervous?" Macaque asked as stepped out from a shadow portal, standing beside Red Son. The groom yelped, being started out his train of thoughts. He quickly composed himself, smoothing his wardrobe.
"No, yes? I mean, perhaps a little." He answered, fiddling with his sweaty hands.
Macaque hummed, shrugging his shoulders. "That's natural. I remember being nervous at my wedding too. Boy I was constantly throwing up cause I was nervous." He chuckled in amazement as he remembered his own wedding day with Wukong.
"I...Uh, were you ever, afraid of...messing up or something going horribly wrong?" Red asked.
"Look here lil nephew, it's not about messing up or doing something wrong. If you love her, then that's all. Love recognized no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leap fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope."
Red's jade eyes sparkled in amazement at the warrior's poetry. All of his nervousness about getting married was suddenly vanished away. Perhaps all that theater nonsense he always talk about isn't so bad.
He opened his mouth to say something, until Macaque let out a crack.
"Unless you're going to be one of those grooms who ditches and leaves the bride at the altar?" He grinned. The bull demon's eyes grew wide and gasped dramatically at the warrior's implication.
"What!? H-How dare you! I love Xiaotian more than anything! I would never dream of leaving her!" Red Son exclaimed, glaring daggers at the simian. Laughter can be heard as Wukong entered the scene, with a baby sling around him.
"Ease up nephew, Liu Ér is only teasing you. Daddy's just messing with him, right son?~" Wukong cooed, poking his Chao-Xing's cheek, making him giggle.
"I hate the both of you..." Red grumbled in irritation.
Soon after Red Son calmed himself down, everyone settled in and was seated. The doors at the end of the hall creaked open. MK was walking down the aisle, Bai-He and Rumble walking ahead and throwing the flowers. She's wearing a traditional red wedding dress, a shiromuku. With yellow highlights and the Bull family crest stitched on the front. Her hair was styled in a bun with a rose clip attached to it, she wore red lipstick with matching eyeliner.
'She's...Beautiful~' Red Son thought lovingly in his head, his face flushed red as he just couldn't keep his eyes off his beautiful she looked.
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The Monkey Princess: Fire Lily
HumorRed Son and MK's journey of becoming young parents.