If someone asked Wukong, in the past, how children played with dolls, he would have said something generic like : “Surely they play household”. Now, as he was currently helping his kids solve the murder of Mr Shady (apparently named like this because he had a shady face) he lamented at his past ignorance. He was playing Inspector O, a plush monkey with an O shaped mouth, apparently the naive associate of the genius Detective Greatdeal.
“Obviously, the killer is among us!” Announced Detective Greatdeal, Rumble shook the rabbit plushie’s tiny paws with great conviction. Wukong bit his lips to restrain himself from laughing. The scene was so adorable, but his pups were taken this very seriously, so he had to act accordingly.
“Really? Who is it Detective?” Cooed Wukong with his most high-pitched voice, he shook his tiny monkey plushie to convey surprise.
“Who killed my husband??” Wailed Savage, she was playing Mr Shady's partner, Pr Shady. Pr Shady was a lizard plushie with a makeshift leaves crown. Wukong didn't follow the investigation that much. He knew Mr Shady was found murdered by a sharp leaf in his living room, and that he lived in a remote area that was supposedly impossible to reach. The only other person with the means to reach the Shady's mansion was Pr Shady, thus making him the most likely suspect. Moreover, Mr Shady was killed by a leaf and coincidentally Pr Shady also had a leaves crown.
“The one who found the body is you, Inspector O.” Recalled Detective Greatdeal, Rumble made his plushie walk mysteriously among the suspects. “You were about to take on the case when I coincidentally passed by this province.”
“That's right, Detective.” Nodded Wukong, he honestly didn't remember this plot point, but he just went along with his cubs games. It was a bit difficult to handle a doll so tiny but his pups didn't want him to shrink. Apparently, they liked better when he was his regular size. He didn't question it. Besides, being so high compared to them enabled him to see this adorable scene from upward.
“Pr Shady is the most likely suspect. After all, with his husband dead, no one stood before him and the Shady's money.” Hummed Rumble, he took one of his plushie paws and placed it on its chin, as if it was thinking.
“What!? You accuse me of murder? This is unforgivable!” Gasped Savage, she put paws on Pr Shady's tiny mouth, as if it was shocked.
“Yes, you're the most likely suspect. But it's not you. In fact the murderer is the one who discovered the body, it's you Inspector O!!” Rumble pointed at him with Detective Greatdeal tiny paws. Wukong gasped, he was the killer???
“What ?” Wukong mumbled, genuinely shocked.
“Yes. You're just a tiny Inspector supervising this town, you staged this whole scene and made everything look as if Pr Shady did it to gain merit at solving this case!” Huffed Rumble with a tiny bit of pride. Wukong wanted to coo so badly. It was so cute! But he had a play to act.
“You'll never catch me alive!” Shouted Wukong as he made his silly monkey doll run away.
“Stop right this instant!” Shouted Rumble as he followed the tiny monkey doll and restrained it with his own plushie.
“How could you?” Wailed Savage. “My darling moon was the apple of my eyes! For this, I sentence you!”
“You don't have the authority.” Gasped Rumble.
“I in fact do. I hid myself for a long time but I am in truth the Emperor of leaves, that's why I got a crown.” Explained Savage, she took her plushie's paw and pointed to the leaves crown. “I sentence you to death by tickle!”
“Nooooooo”. Shouted Wukong. Both his cubs let go of their plushies and pounced on him to tickle him. Wukong shrieked. No. His tiny pups were so little they could slither under his shirt and tickle him! It was a nightmare to make them stop. The great sage rolled back and roared with laughter.
His pups finally stopped after a half-hour of tearful laughter. They fell asleep on his fluffy chest. Satisfied after making their Pa cry with laughter. Wukong looked down at them with fondness. He could finally coo as much as he wanted. Macaque came back from his daily workout. For some reasons, his moon was hellbent on working out recently, trying to lift rocks and other heavy objects. Wukong didn't know why he started but he was supportive nonetheless.
“You had fun?” Chuckled Macaque when he caught sight of the mess of dolls and the two pups snoring on his mate's chest.
“Yeah.” Whispered Wukong, he petted the top of his cubs’ heads with the pad of his finger.
He wouldn't mind playing Detective Greatdeal with them again.
+ cut scenes
Macaque : I need to workout to be able to lift my mate and kidnapp him!
Wukong : I don't know what's going but I'm cheering you on!! 😁
Fun fact : Savage use the pet name her dads use for each other (like moon) for her play pretend husband Mr Shady
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 5/?
Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque/Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque & Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Sun Wukong | Monkey King & Tang Sanzang | Tripitaka
Characters: Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Tang Sanzang | Tripitaka, Sha Wujing | Sandy (Monkie Kid), Ao Lie | White Horse Dragon (Monkie Kid), Zhu Bajie | Pigsy (Monkie Kid)
Additional Tags: Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Religious Guilt, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Abuse, Self-Hatred, Eating Disorders, Nightmares, Angst, Not Canon Compliant, no beta we die like Macaque, Non-Consensual Touching, Rape/Non-con Elements, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Tagging as I go, Just Wanted to Get all Warnings Added First, Tang Sanzang | Tripitaka Being an Asshole, Sorry Not Sorry, Some characters are only mentioned - Freeform
Summary:
Hedges of prayer
'Cause you believe doesn't mean that it's there; it's so rare
It's so rare that somebody'd look out for you
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Or I project my religious trauma on Wukong while I listen to Fable by Gigi Perez on repeat
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Here’s Chapter 5 guys
I’ll have Chapter 6 uploaded by the end of this week and don’t worry....
Hii! So I made a Lego monkie kid AU~ It's a murder mystery where Wukong the detective, and Macaque is a possible suspect.
Did Macaque commit the murder though or is he just easy bait
Mwehehehehe
Pls note that it is my first time writing again in a LONG time, so if you have any constructive criticisms, you're always free to leave it at the end of the story (let's keep it civilized and polite, ye?)
Chapter one if already out on wattpad! (mostly cause idk how to post on ao3)
If you have the time give it a read~ thanks and love you all
Bonding time between Rumble, Savage and Red Son. (Red Son is questioning their sanity).
Red Son wasn't one to hang out, as others called it, with people. In truth, he liked the silence of his laboratory way more than the chattering voices of busy-people. But his mom called him over and Red Son wasn't one to disobey, especially when he craved his parents’ acknowledgement this much. He knew his father was discussing something important with an old acquaintance, and his mother seemed to get along rather well with this acquaintance's mate, so he was stuck with the kids. He didn't expect them to be so… little. But no matter, he just needed to spend some time with them.
He had both little monkeys in his palm. One had light-brown fur, with swirls of red on her back. She looked up at him with stars in her eyes. Red Son learned her name was Savage. The other had a darker fur, like walnut wood, with swirls of gold on his back. He looked up with crossed arms, his name was Rumble. They were very little. No taller than one of Red Son's fingers. He worried about what would happen if he let them fall. He had to be careful. Also he had to remind himself to not accidentally crush them.
When Red Son lowered his eyes, he was surprised to see that only Rumble remained on his palm.
“What? Where is the other?” Mumbled Red Son. Rumble wasn't phased by his sister’s disappearance, he huffed and nodded towards Red Son’s arm. The fiery boy looked down and saw the little she-monkey climb his arm. “Huh, what are you doing?”
“Getting close to your hair.” Huffed Savage, as if it was obvious. “It caught on fire last time, I wanna see.”
Red Son sighed, he stayed still for a few minutes, not knowing what to do.
“Stop messing around with him, Sav.” Snorted Rumble, his sister huffed, unwilling to go down. Red Son hesitantly reached for her and plucked her out of his arm, he then put her on his shoulder. Savage chirped happily. She pawed at his cheek and touched his hair with fascination. “She'll stop after a bit.” Hummed Rumble. “So your name is Red Son?”
“Yes, that is correct.” Nodded the fiery boy. He put the little monkey on his laboratory's table. The silence was gnawing at him. He didn't know how to go from there. Should he initiate some kind of small talk? Rumble looked at him with piercing eyes. As if judging every inch of him. Red Son gulped, he grabbed a bowl of fruits laying around and pushed it towards the lil monkey, a meager offering. Rumble snorted. He climbed inside the bowl and walked on the fruits, he then cut a tiny piece out of a mango and gulped it down.
“So you build things here?” Asked Rumble with a more amicable tone, apparently Red Son's offering worked. The fiery boy sighed, relieved.
“Yes, all kinds of things.” Huffed Red Son, regaining some of his usual pride. He began to blabber about his inventions, Rumble indulged him, asking questions now and then. It was all and all a peaceful time, Red Son even relaxed a little, but then they were interrupted by a loud deafening sound.
They both flinched and looked in the sound's direction. Savage was on top of an engine, an engine in construction to be more precise. She was making it smoke. Red Son didn't even know it could do this, how did she manage this? More than that, how did she get down his shoulder without him noticing!
“How did you get there?” Spluttered the fiery boy.
“Red Son, Red Son, Red Son.”Chided the tiny she-monkey, as if she was an old woman wiser than them. “One thing you learn about me is that I'm never where you expect!”
“She summoned her cloud, we learned the trick with Pa, that's why she's so fast.” Huffed Rumble.
“Rum! Don't tell on me like that! What about our sacred super secret twin oath!” Whined Savage, crossing her arms petulantly. Rumble stuck out his tongue. The lil she-monkey gasped dramatically and put her hand on her chest.
Red Son sweatdropped, well at least this day wasn't boring.
+ cut scenes
Savage : We have to swear to never reveal each other secrets!
Rumble : what are you talking about? 🤨
Savage : it's the twin oath, Rum!
Rumble : The what now? 😑
Savage : I'll give you my deserts for one week. 😮💨
I have Thanksgiving Break next week. However, it is nearing the end of the semester, and I have final exams and projects all due those following 2 weeks. I will draft and upload a few chapters in my free time and probably upload one chapter a week until Winter Break.
Please be patient with me if you are interested in this work.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 3/?
Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque/Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Liu Er Mihou | Six-eared Macaque & Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Sun Wukong | Monkey King & Tang Sanzang | Tripitaka
Characters: Sun Wukong | Monkey King, Tang Sanzang | Tripitaka
Additional Tags: Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Religious Guilt, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Abuse, Self-Hatred, Eating Disorders, Nightmares, Angst, Not Canon Compliant, no beta we die like Macaque, Non-Consensual Touching, Rape/Non-con Elements, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Tagging as I go, Just Wanted to Get all Warnings Added First, Tang Sanzang | Tripitaka Being an Asshole, Sorry Not Sorry
Summary:
Hedges of prayer
'Cause you believe doesn't mean that it's there; it's so rare
It's so rare that somebody'd look out for you
___________________________
Or I project my religious trauma on Wukong while I listen to Fable by Gigi Perez on repeat
