Until two small hands push through, and a head, and soon they see a baby monkey.

A beautiful baby monkey that has brown hair and golden-brown eyes and four big ears.

Macaque immediately worries if her ears might have powers to see the present, past or future like his... Wukong's feet won't stay still, not seeming to worry about what her powers might be yet but instead trying to contain his energy and excitement, but is clearly failing. Macaque rolls his eyes and carefully picks up the cub. His cub… his beautiful cub…

“You’re gonna make for an interesting dad.”  Macaque says to Wukong, whose tail is swooshing happily. He grins at Macaque

“Well I think imma make a wonderful dad!” He announces proudly, puffing out his chest. Macaque scoffs and pokes him in his puffed out chest.

“If you say so,” Macaque says teasingly. Wukong crosses his arms and grumbles, finally standing still. 

“Can I hold her?” He asks Macaque, his eyes pleading. “I’ll be careful, promise.” He says. Macaque narrows his eyes, but from what he can tell by Wukong’s tone is that he means it. But that doesn't make it easier to trust that the Monkey king will be “Careful” but Macaque just lets out a sigh.

“Come here then.” Macaque tells Wukong, who immediately moves closer. Macaque hands their daughter to Wukong, and surprisingly, Wukong is careful. He gently takes the cub and rocks her back and forth. 

“What should we call her?” Macaque asks Wukong, the small cub grabs Macaque’s finger with her small hand and babbles happily. 

Wukong pauses to think, glancing down at the small monkey in his arms before saying,

“I was thinking about Xiao Tao.” Wukong says, his gaze still on the babbling cub. Macaque scoffs and looks up at Wukong

“We’re not naming our daughter ‘little peach’.” He says, his voice deadpanned. Wukong looks up and grins.

“Why not?” he asks, looking back down at the tiny monkey in his arms, who let go of Macaque’s finger only to shove her hand up her mouth. Macaque gently removes it, muttering something like “that’s not food’ to the baby.

“Because.” Macaque says, finally answering Wukong’s question

“That’s not a real answer!” Wukong says, his tail twitching. “I say ‘because’ all the time and you always say ‘Wukong, because is not a real answer’!! So come up with something better!” 

Macaque groans, of course Wukong would remember that. He tries to come up with a real reason to not name their daughter “little peach” but he can't think of anything. 

“Fine, we’ll name her Xiao Tao…” He mutters, crossing his arms.

“YES!” Wukong says, tickling Xiao Tao gently in her stomach, causing her to burst into giggles. “Your name is officially Xiao Tao!!” He announces proudly. The small cub smiles, a toothless, but also an adorable smile. 

“She likes it!” Wukong says, grinning

“She likes it?” Macaque repeats slowly, he shakes his head. “She’s a baby, I don’t think she knows how to like-”

Wukong cuts him off. “SHUSH! She likes it! Don't argue with a baby!!” He says, his ears flattening.

“Blah!” Xiao Tao burst out, waving her hands around like crazy and imitating Wukong’s expression.

“Not even a day in and you’re teaching her your bad habits…” Macaque says to Wukong teasingly, smiling at the cub. “Xiao Tao isn't a bad name.” He says finally, after a couple minutes of silence(Except for baby babbles of course).

“Told you!” Wukong says grinning, his tail swooshing happily. All of a sudden, lasers shoot out into the sky, by the one and only Xiao Tao’s eyes. Wukong lets out a proud chuckle, he did the same exact thing when he was born. Macaque just stands there in shock, his eyes wide and his ears twitching slightly.

“What. was that?” Macaque says, his eyes narrowing