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The MK Intimidation Squad

WHO: Red Son, Wukong, Macaque
WHAT: Payback
WHEN: After the masquerade
WHERE: A location not too far from the underground mall
WARNINGS: Violence, demon intimidation tactics, spicy talk

The Hearts Gang was lucky in many ways. The luck was in that the fact the person they messed with was MK, who was overall a very good boy who preferred it if no one had to get seriously hurt for problem solving.

The bad luck was the fact the person they messed with was MK and he had three extremely protective immortals who are willing to go as far as they think they can without truly upsetting him and there was enough wiggle room in that for an extremely bad time to be had.

Red Son probably could have had the information sooner, but working on Saya's hibernation project took priority. Helping loved ones was more important than revenge. But he had kept out the feelers, slipped in some sabotage, kept up the work enough to get the information he wanted. It still took a bit of time after, but he had it.

He had the full list of names of every Heart Gang member who was working the day MK arrived on Ellipsa. And he found a day where in that full list of names should be present again. There were a few others, but frankly, he didn't much care for collateral damage. They were part of the same gang, they would have done the same thing, so they deserved it well enough. All that mattered is that all of those who COULD have been involved WERE present.

So a few days before hand, he sends a message to Wukong and Macaque.

They should all be present finally to be taught their overdue lesson. Along with the day, time, and where to meet.

Red Son wasn't far from the facility, waiting for the other two to arrive not long after sunset. Wearing a new hairpin with red gems and has a small cooler nearby because hey, he's never one to be remiss about achieving more than one goal at a time.

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That...That's not what I meant...

[Maybe he's just that bad at this. Maybe that's why he can show his intent that well. His arm presses tight into his side as he curls up a little, effectively pinning Macaque's tail. It won't stop him leaving if he really decides to...but...]

...Okay.

[ The words are enough to keep him where he is, though the curling up with his tail helps. Okay, he can stay. (He's so relieved he gets to stay.) ]

You're okay, right? No more changing...?

[ Because he'll be honest, you seem incredibly -- dull. He's not used to Sun Wukong being anything but all over the place. ]

[Honestly, that's the him he'd rather be but he just can't. Everything is piling up, keeps piling up.]

No. I've been me since then.

[ A long, slow exhale. Still against Wukong's neck. This is so physically comfortable and yet... ]

[ (What can he say that won't violate what he just agreed to, about time?) ]

So when did you start distributing cardboard cutouts of yourself all over the place?

[ Look, it's a change of subject. He's trying. ]

When I realized I was terrified to be the center of attention.

[The attempt is appreciated. So is the attempt at confort. He just...wishes things weren't so complicated with them.]

[ Afraid to be the... Wukong what happened to you? He seemed to relish the attention before the mountain. But Macaque figures he might be answering his own question there. ]

The first time one of those things started talking at me, I stumbled and almost fell on my face.

[That actually does get a chuckle out of him. The mental image of Macaque brooding up the street and suddenly tripping in shock.]

With your hearing it must have sounded like I was practically in your ear.

[ Normally he'd be indignant about Wukong laughing at him, but that was the point here. That tiny chuckle is at least some indication that the Wukong he knows (loves) is still in there. Just -- buried. As Macaque buries parts of himself. ]

All my ears. I should sue you for emotional distress.

I mean, you could try. But you'd need a good lawyer.

[ There is some grumbling, but in a way where it's evident he doesn't really mean it. ]

Of course you went all in on the corporate thing. I was wondering how you could afford all the games and things. [ The VR headset is actually pretty cool. ] Or electricity way out there.

I actually handled the electricity myself. And the overall design of at least one of the games.

[But yeah, let corporate stuff handle most everything else.]

I guess there are only so many games of Go one can play in however many centuries. [ He assumes Wukong still gets easily bored, but maybe not. One thing being made abundantly clear is how much of the past isn't still true. ]

What's the best thing about the modern era? I'm trying to catch up. [ Which he's not saying to be pointed. Hopefully his low, casual tone makes that clear? ]

[He can get easily bored, but not as much.]

Hands down it's still fireworks. They get better every year.

[ He huffs, which might conceivably have been a laugh. ]

You know what I meant. [ He flicks Wukong's arm lightly with his tail. Playful, or something in that realm. ]

Fine, though. Have it your way. If they have any of them here you can point out the best ones. And if you say "all of them" I swear I can't be held responsible for myself.

Why not? If I had to give up every other modern convenience I'd keep fireworks to do it.

[He chuckles again.]

Actually, I'm supposed to be introduced to someone who makes them.

Of course you would. [ Entirely unsurprised. (He does make a sound that could be the start of a purr. He's just physically comfortable, that's all.) ]

If you could only pick one, and the other is eliminated for all time. Which are you keeping: fireworks or cute animals? The animals can stay, but they all get turned neutral-looking at best.

That would be a tough choice...but you could still make fireworks of cute animals soooo...

[He does respond in kind after a few seconds...just destressing slowly. Almost back to the atmosphere at the beach in a way. Closer, but also further away.]

--You really always figure out how to have it both ways, don't you? [ Macaque's voice is vaguely fond if you dig an inch down. ]

[ Before he can stop himself, Macaque nuzzles just a bit at the back of Wukong's neck. In a way similar to what he used to do whenever Wukong returned from whatever ridiculous power-grab was his focus that moment, Macaque just wanting to bury himself in Wukong for as long as he could keep him still. It's the first time in this conversation that he's sounded like the Wukong that Macaque remembers, and loves, and he just reacted. ]

[ Wukong will probably feel Macaque pause after that little nuzzle, draw a slow breath, and, evidently, decide to move past it like it didn't happen. ]

--The pelts are nice. Where'd they come from?

Well I can't snuggle a firework, so there's still a loss there. Just less of one.

[The nuzzle is familiar, stirring up feelings of comfort, closeness, affection, and wrmth. He's glad Macaque can't see him blush, because he's conflicted about the feelings right now.]

There are some werewolves outside of the city. They neutralize off-world powers, so I figured it was a good chance to test the limits of that plus my Summer magic.

[ He will refrain from suggesting what one could cuddle in lieu of fireworks or cute animals. He might be thinking it loud enough to be heard anyway, although he's not sure how well he and Wukong can follow each other's train of thought anymore. ]

[ It's both a good and a bad thing that Macaque has no idea about that blush. He'd be fascinated, he'd be nervous, he'd be every conceivable thing and it would not be conducive to the time Wukong asked for. ]

Yeah? Maybe I'll go out there and nab some for myself once I get a little more practice.

How hard was it? [ He'll take on a challenge and can just catch the nearest shadow out of there if-- wait. ] I heard those things can use dark energy. I wonder if my shadows would go haywire.

[ He's just thinking out loud. ]

[ His free hand does shift to run his fingers through one of the pelts, just idly. ]

[He's honestly given up on trying to read Macaque over the years the rift has been between them. Maybe eventually they'll just talk so they understand each other again.]

It was a bit of a workout. But it turns out that being strong, fast, and disciplined isn't really a super power. Neither is carrying a weapon. They definitely can use dark energy, and I was being careful not to singe their fur.

I'm pretty sure you'll be fine. You're not careless in a fight...and you could probably steam them to death without ruining their pelts. It's worth it.

I never mind a workout, you know that.

[ --Was that flirting? Did he intend for it to be flirting?? ]

[ Whatever moving on. ] That was almost a compliment. Look at us.

[ Macaque's free hand, apparently done appreciating the pelt, finds its way around Wukong as well. In such a way that it would be natural to use said arm as a pillow. ]

I'm sure I can get creative. How'd you finally swing it?

[Was that flirting? Maybe it's best not to think on it too hard. Wukong shifts for a bit more comfort, looking over his shoulder at Macaque.]

I might say some harsh things, but even I'm not going to imply you couldn't handle a pack of overgrown wolves.

Summer power come with some fun body manipulation. So I used that to my advantage.

[ Macaque blinks, then glances down when Wukong glances at him, as if he needs to focus on the grooming. He is out of practice! It's totally not about feeling awkward! ]

Good. That you wouldn't.

[ A slight lull in conversation, but Macaque keeps on slowly grooming Wukong's fur. ]

What body manipulation? I haven't studied the other unit's powers as much yet. [ Hasn't he? He might be casting about for something to talk about... ]

My favorite use is on my tail, personally.

[To demonstrate, he extends it around the walls of the room, expands the thickness, and then undoes it.]

Nothing I couldn't already manage, but it's less effective here than me using summer magic.

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