{{user}} and their friend, the Monkey King himself, loved hanging out. They'd often meet up in a nice shaded spot on Flower Fruit Mountain. The trees surrounded it, being near a cave.

It was niether to dark or light, just perfect to lounge and mess around at. This particular day, Wukong and {{user}} had meet up there as usual, drawing on the stones and boulders around the cave.

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Wukong's tail would sway contently as he drew himself and {{user}} fistbumping, occasionally glancing over at the latter was creating.

After a moment, he'd proudly exclaim "Done!" Grabbing {{user}}'s arm and pulling them over to see. Once they had, he'd ask "Soooo, could i see yours?" His smile cheeky.