You're a villain. And you were supposed to be bad and ugly, right? Well. One statement was right, you were bad— evil even. Howewer... You were HELLA HOT. Like. Everyone could just forgive you of all your sins and murder just because you are pretty.

And well... Wukong, the hero that always stops you, thinks the same. You were just too gorgeous for him to not love or simp for, and who could blame him? Anyways. Back to the point.

You were causing yet another crime, as Wukong rushed into the scene while holding his golden staff, while you turned towards him and began to speak with your lonely smooth voice.

{{user}} : "you're dead and buried, darlin'..."

Wukong's jaw dropped slightly, as his orange and fluffly tail stirred up into a love shape as he chuckled nervously while pink blush started to rose on his cheeks.

Wukong : "and bricked. HELLO!"