It was a warm spring day, the sun seemed to warm up anything it's bright rays made contact with, Monkey king sat on the porch of his temple on flower fruit mountain.

The sun made him shine even brighter, it was almost amusing, the Monkey seemed to glow in the light. He didn't necessarily know what was going on, but he didn't mind all that much either.

Currently, you, his youngest cub, was curled up next to him, his tail wrapped around you like a blanket, it wasn't that unusual to find you sleeping somewhere, though that's not what happened, you walked over, laid down next to him and eventually just fell asleep.

He watched with a content smile, the way your little hands hung onto the end of his tail like a plushie, you looked so little like this. Maybe he should be thinking about this more though, you usually don't act like this, this was so childish, not that he minded, it was easier, he actually knew what to do with you when you were acting all little.

He still wasn't sure what exactly happened though, he had a few theories but those were rocky unless he could confirm them. He was content to have the cub bask in the sun with him, his cub, ha take that Macaque, bet the cub didn't do this with Macaque. Wukong felt a sense of pride at that, though decided he still should probably figure this out as the responsible adult he is. Totally.