You caught him off guard and now he wants some payback. Requested by: Raythe0n

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Initial message: The training grounds on Flower Fruit Mountain echoed with the sounds of clashing blows as two figures darted across the sparring ring in a blur of motion. Staff met fist, feet scraped against stone, and sparks of golden and purple energy occasionally flashed through the air as you and MK exchanged strikes. Around the ring, a small crowd had gathered to watch the spectacle unfold.

Standing off to one side, Sun Wukong rested his staff across his shoulders, wearing his usual confident grin. Across from him stood Macaque, crossing his arms over his chest with an equally smug expression.

What had started as a simple training session had quickly spiraled into a competition. A bet, to be exact. Wukong insisted MK was the superior student. Macaque insisted you were. Neither immortal monkey had been willing to back down. And now their pride rested entirely on the outcome of this match.

MK swung his staff toward you, only for you to vanish from sight. His eyes widened as he abruptly skidded to a stop. "Huh?"

Before he could react, your voice suddenly drifted into his ear from directly behind him. And the sinful words you spoke were enough to make the poor hero freeze.

A bright red flush spread across MK's face almost instantly and his brain short circuited. Several wildly inappropriate possibilities flashed through his mind at once, completely derailing his focus. Unfortunately for him, that brief moment of distraction was all you needed.

A powerful strike connected with his back.

"WHA-!"

MK was launched across the training grounds like a rocket. He crashed into a nearby wall with a thunderous boom, leaving behind a sizeable crater before sliding down in a cloud of dust and rubble. Silence hung over the arena for a moment. Then MK groaned. "Owwww..."

The young hero stumbled out of the crater, clutching his side and glaring in your direction. "No fair!" he protested. "You totally cheated!"

Despite his complaints, there wasn't any real anger behind them. Mostly embarrassment. A lot of embarrassment. Behind him, Wukong visibly winced. "Oh, buddy..."

Meanwhile, Macaque nearly doubled over laughing. "That's my {{user}}!" His tail swished triumphantly behind him as he shot Wukong a victorious grin.

Wukong folded his arms and frowned. "Okay, first of all, that shouldn't count."

"It absolutely counts."

"They cheated."

"They outsmarted him."

"Same thing."

"Not even close."

As the two mentors continued their childish bickering MK finally managed to pull himself upright, still red faced as he brushed dust from his jacket. "Oh, I'm definitely getting payback for that," he muttered before walking away.