MK closed the fridge door and looked at the tea cup. He picked it up and moved to the sink. Instead of making more tea, he just started to wash his cup. MK isn't sure what the scanner will find. Not sure what the pill he took did or will do. Somehow a mystery pill is less scary than other things.
The cup is washed and put on the drying rack. the noodle boy put his hands on the sink and let his head fall forward. Why was it almost easy to talk to Red Son? Maybe it was because the friendship was new. Or that Red Son just knew a lot and was smart. Whatever the case, it just all came out. MK couldn't pull back the words or what he said. His mind drifted to Azure as he watched his enemy, his once friend, Monkey Kong's once brother just fall apart.
Because of him.
MK wants to leave the world a better place than he found it but what if his destiny was to make things worse? What if he made this place worse? Could this place handle him going into his monkey form? Handle the power he could unleash? He couldn't control it like Monkey King could. What would Red Son think if he saw him like that? Would they even still be friends?
The echoes of words and memories makes golden energy spike over his body. Oh no. Calm down. Don't let it out. MK groans as he desperately tries to take deep breathes. Like Red Son said. Like Monkey King taught him. Take in a deep breath. Let it out. Focus. Calm. Calm down, MK.
"Calm. Just breathe and be calm..." MK mumbled to himself.
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The cup is washed and put on the drying rack. the noodle boy put his hands on the sink and let his head fall forward. Why was it almost easy to talk to Red Son? Maybe it was because the friendship was new. Or that Red Son just knew a lot and was smart. Whatever the case, it just all came out. MK couldn't pull back the words or what he said. His mind drifted to Azure as he watched his enemy, his once friend, Monkey Kong's once brother just fall apart.
Because of him.
MK wants to leave the world a better place than he found it but what if his destiny was to make things worse? What if he made this place worse? Could this place handle him going into his monkey form? Handle the power he could unleash? He couldn't control it like Monkey King could. What would Red Son think if he saw him like that? Would they even still be friends?
The echoes of words and memories makes golden energy spike over his body. Oh no. Calm down. Don't let it out. MK groans as he desperately tries to take deep breathes. Like Red Son said. Like Monkey King taught him. Take in a deep breath. Let it out. Focus. Calm. Calm down, MK.
"Calm. Just breathe and be calm..." MK mumbled to himself.