[ For the past x number of minutes, Wukong has been doing his best to not stare at anything but the familiar looking fox-earred lady... or blink. Heck, it's clearly obvious when the insult goes in one ear, out the other and he vacantly nods.
Is he dreaming? No, no. This is too pleasant to be a dream, or is it supposed to be the other way around...
... nope, everything sucks. Suddenly, a bird. A loud and obnoxious bird, and it's repeating its shrill words in his face. With an annoyed shriek of surprise, he hurls it right back.
He's still not clothed, but the bird's words are still in his ears. ]
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Is he dreaming? No, no. This is too pleasant to be a dream, or is it supposed to be the other way around...
... nope, everything sucks. Suddenly, a bird. A loud and obnoxious bird, and it's repeating its shrill words in his face. With an annoyed shriek of surprise, he hurls it right back.
He's still not clothed, but the bird's words are still in his ears. ]
... we have uniforms? Ugh. Clothes.
[ He shakes his head. Too good to be true. ]