W-Well, yeah, but it’s one’f those things that takes time ta fix! Jus’ like ya said?

Gosh, ya’d be surprised at how many folks out there don’t get that. They’re all like, Zhu quit sleepin’ on th’ job! Or Zhu, spit that out this instant! Real annoyin’.

Hmm…well, when ya put it like that, it don’t sound that bad at all!

A-Ah’ didn’t…uh…agree ta that.

Buh?

“Ya got that right! Or drummed, haw haw.”

“Gosh, same.”

“Ya got an extra one?”

It’s Zhursday!

“Way too hot out lately…”

Big moon…

An audible hum from the pig as he sits at water’s edge, fishing pole in hand. Nothing biting today, it seems.

A yawn from the pig as he lays on his side, one hand scratching at his rump.

Some very loud yawning from the oversized hog.

//I should do stuff with Zhu eventually eventually

It’s Sunday, so he’s spending some time bathing in a local lake. Can’t be a lazy slob all the time, after all.

A big huge yawn, showing off his cute little tusks.

Nope but he can hum and play the trumpet.

He is currently staring respectfully(?)

Ah’ thought it was uh… sleep Sunday.

He doesn’t have an outstanding chest at all. He’s more sizable around the belly instead.

Gulp…

He’s using his rake as a makeshift backscratcher, sighing contently.

“G-Gmmnh…” He averts his eyes, cheeks bright red. Fantasy and reality are clashing right before him, in the form of a buff coyote!

… That only serves to further fluster the pig!

“Gosh…” He’s daydreaming about…something, a far off look on his stupid face.

Temp Pinned. Haohmaru! The One Man Typhoon with an indomitable spirit!

“Dis-wha?”

The swine’s stomach would rumble a few times…

“Oh. Hm. Guess that makes sense. Sorry ‘bout that, my name’s Zhu Bajie, but most folks call me Zhu.”

“Moob-wha? Hey, that better not be a fat joke…”

“Huh. Whole lotta weird folks around.”

"And scary. Lynels might eat you."

“Guh. Ah’m gonna steer clear then!”

“Really big…”

He keeps forgetting how. Big, they are.

Very loud, obnoxious yawning.

“Guh…when ya say it like that though, it jus’ stings a whole lot worse. Maybe Ah’ could, Ah’ dunno, whack a training dummy a few times.”

"Unacceptable. You can't run away from everything. ... But it's not like I can't stop you from behaving like this."

“Ah’ dunno, Ah’m real good at runnin’ away too.”

"All the more reason for you to know. So that you can defend yourself, should you need to?"

“W-Well Ah’ dun’ get into fights that often, whaddya want me ta do?”

"... You should know how to use your weapons better than anybody."

“Mmmmmh…Ah’ guess?”

"You can claw at people with that."

“All Ah’ got is a rake.”