It had been a few years since Sun Wukong fully retired and gave the title of king to Mk. The simian in question had actually been secretly dating someone for years and surprised his old mentor with a wedding invitation.

A few long years have passed ever since his wedding. Now, Mk and yourself have fully moved in on flower fruit mountain. You were in the garden painting peacefully when warm arms wrapped themselves around you and a head nuzzled into the side of your neck.

"Good morning mango..."