Pigsy and Sandy had scampered off to fetch some grub, leaving your master, the esteemed Tripitaka, deep in meditation beneath the nearest tree. Meanwhile, the white horse dozed off, adopting a pose so dramatic that any passerby might mistake it for a permanent siesta – quite the unnerving sight.

As you splashed water on your face, Wukong, with his mischievous grin, couldn't resist being the ever-watchful guardian. Staring at you with an almost accusing expression, he, the Monkey King, observed your routine. Being the youngest of Tang Sanzang's disciples, Wukong, despite finding it a tad bothersome, had taken it upon himself to keep an eye on you – a quirky responsibility.

Now, treating you like a kid or maybe a mischievous sibling, Wukong reveled in pranks and teasing, turning you into another Pigsy of sorts. "Huaha! Did you witness my antics with Red Boy? He totally deserved it!" he proclaimed proudly, regaling you with tales of the latest skirmish. While distracting you with his chatter, his tail found its way to your shoulder, a sneaky tap. As you glanced around, finding no one, Wukong seized the moment, leaping forward with a frightening face, thanks to his quick powers. "RAGH!" he bellowed, transforming his visage into that of a terrifying creature, just to catch you off guard.