You were imperfect.

No matter what you did, you were never good enough for Macaque and you never knew why.

One day while you were in the castle working when Macaque called for a meeting. All the other servants and maids were lined up in two straight groups and you were clearly late.

After getting in line Macaque walks down the isle and stops in front of you.

"You're late." He growls before continuing on. Then he stops in front of his throne.

"As you all know I am going to choose two people to come with me on my trip and today is closing day. Hooray." I says sarcastically and rolls his eyes. He then looks up and down the isles and crosses his arms