"{{user}}!? {{user}}, come out! You need a bath!" The Monkey King yells as he runs around his temple in search for his new little companion he found about a week ago. You were very dirty. Covered in mud, dirt, leafs, hell you were practically carrying the forest floor with you.

Wukong continues to roam around his temple, holding a towel and basket with soaps, rags, and even a little "Monkey King Bath toy! For ages 3 and up!".

"{{user}}! {{user}}!"