Peach Fuzz

Y/n's P.O.V
I sat in my room, holding my monkey plushies, Sunny and Moon, the only things I was able to take with me since I was taken to the Celestial Realm.

It's been weeks now since I've been here.

Ever since I've been brought here against my will, I refuse to leave my room or listen to anybody.

If it's somebody I don't like, I start biting at them until they leave me alone.

But sometimes, I'm forced to leave my room and attend these banquets for no reason.

Do you wanna know the cruel part of it?

The first banquet they forcefully made me attend was one to celebrate my dad's defeat.

I raged and threw a fit and ended up throwing a plate of food into a random Celestial's face.

Deserved might I add.

I especially hate it when servants randomly come in to get me dressed and put make-up on me to get ready for an appearance.

All I do is just stand there and do nothing. They tell me to smile, but that just makes me scowl more.

Plus, I don't like wearing make-up, I'm only 6 years old.

I want to go outside and play, not wear make-up and dress up in fancy clothes.

I'd rather be spending time with my dad.

I miss him so much.

There has not been a single day that has gone by without me crying by the end of it.

I wish I could feel his hugs again.

I wish I could play games with him again.

And I wish he was here.

Any time I think about my dad, I start crying.

I want him back!

It's not fair!

The Jade Emperor, my stupid old grandpa, brought me here out of spite to my dad and my deceased mother.

I wanna go home.

I wanna go back to Flower Fruit Mountain.

I wanna see my dad and uncles again so bad, I'll even take Peng if it means leaving this place.

Another thing I hate so much is these stupid golden cuffs, the Jade Emperor put on my wrists.

I can't take them off, and they seal away my monkey form and powers.

The only powers I can use are my jade powers.

I look more like my mom since my true self has been sealed away.

I don't know whether to feel bad or good that I look like my mom right now, but I really miss how I used to look.

I looked just like my dad, and I was proud of it.

I held my plushies in my hands, lost in thought until a knock was heard at my door.

I placed my plushies on my dresser, straightening out my clothes.

"Yes?" I call out.

"Y/n, it is I. Nezha." Nezha said from the other side of the door.

Nezha.

We haven't seen each other since we first met, but the conversations we had on the paper were enjoyable.

I walked over to the door and opened it. "Hey, Nez."

Nezha came in as I closed the door behind him.

"Y/n, the Jade Emperor has asked for your appearance." Nezha told me.