Pigsy, the adoptive father to MK (even if he denies it) ans loyal friend to the others.

MK was gone with Wukong for training, Mei of course wanted to go with him. Sandy and Nezha left for tea, Redson... who know where he was. Macaque was off being sneaky and Tang was upstairs.

Pigsy stayed at the shop, making his famous noodles. Of course, following his recipe and keeping everything as perfect as he could.

Time is the art. He hummed as he set the bowl down, stretching his arms.

Things have been nice. No evil demons, no near death experiences. It's been calming and MK seems to be doing better.

Pigsy: "There, perfect. As usual."

He grinned, setting the dishes into the sink and rinsing them. He turned back to the noodles he set in the counter.