Sponge MK shenanigans I was thinking about.
1. an addition to the theory.
The monster trees in that one episode were never explained. Or at least remain unexplained at the time of writing. Sooooo crack idea that MK was sponging it up in the calabash. He accidentally brought some of those illusions to life via his stress. Heeheehoohoo.
b) TRUE SHENANIGANS (which maybe turned into a mini fic as I was writing it whoops)
At the beginning of their journey, they’re taking inventory of everything they were able to escape with. Monkey King kind of glosses over MK, already having witnessed LBD take his powers. Mei’s got her dragon blade, Pigsy’s got an assortment of kitchenwares, Sandy is... Sandy, and Tang’s got his nerd books. He can make do with that. While he’s lost in thought, MK gets impatient and just... “MONKEY KING, LOOK!” before he turns into a bird, flies for a moment and returns back.
Monkey King is floored for a moment. “She... She had that one. So how... What else can you still do?”
MK struggles for a bit, attempting to use his golden vision, duplication, he can’t grow or shrink, but weirdly enough his other transformations are working. His fire fist is downgraded into nothing but a few sparks shooting from his palms. Which was better than nothing.
Wukong scratches his head. “... that’s it, huh?”
His shoulders sag, and MK feels powerless. He suddenly jerks. “H-hold on there’s one more but... It’s been a while.”
Monkey King is very confused???? Because as far as he was aware that was all he’d taught the kid, or was aware that the kid knew??? So he nods for MK to try whatever he was gonna try.
MK inhales. Take the power. And destroy. It takes surprisingly little effort, but soon purplish wisps of energy grow around his hands. Monkey King seems alarmed, but he continues anyway. The energy builds and solidifies in his hands. A weapon, a spiked staff seemingly made from Shadow.
Nervously, he explains. “I uh... kind of figured this one out on my own when... Macaque.”
Wordlessly Monkey King walks closer and carefully takes the weapon into his own hands. He just witnessed his own kid create it, yet the way it looks and feels could only be replicated by one person. His eyes search MK’s, a blank yet scrutinizing stare. After a moment, the Monkey King relaxes, apparently finding whatever he had been searching for. “How are you using his power?”
MK simply shrugs. “I thought... it was normal? Isn’t all magic the same?”
Sun Wukong let out an offended scoff, slowly crouching down and placing his head in his hands. “We can work with this. Last resort, I see which of Macaque’s tricks I can teach you.”
(notes: yes Monkey King was making sure that MK was MK and not somehow Macaque taking his place. And yes I wanna see MK goin feral using Macaque’s powers. Or at least struggling with controlling them because Macaque is so unhinged how does he live like this.)
MK learning that he might be able to make shadow clones and immediately consulting Mei to help him. She thinks it’s a horrible idea but figures it can’t be worse than the first time MK made clones. She was wrong
Mei: WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING???
MK: I WAS JUST TRYING IT OUT IT WASN’T SUPPOSED TO FLIP OUT LIKE THIS-
Mei: (sword is ready) GET RID OF IT-
MK: IM TRYING I THINK MY PANIC IS JUST MAKING IT STRONGER.
MK: I CANT CALM DOWN MY SHADOW DEMON IS TRYING TO KILL ME AND MY BEST FRIEND IS YELLING AT ME-