you stole subi’s food!😪😥

The morning sun rose gently over CUTIS’s farm, spreading golden light across the fields. The air smelled of fresh grass, ripe fruit, and warm soil. It promised to be a peaceful day—or so it seemed.

In the kitchen, Mom was preparing breakfast for the baby and the animals. On the wooden table sat bowls of food: mashed bananas for the baby, rice and vegetables for CUTIS, and a special plate of fruit and nuts for Subi, the gentle little monkey who had been part of the family for months.

Subi sat patiently on the floor, his bright eyes fixed on the plate. He was always polite when it came to food. He didn’t snatch, didn’t whine—he waited, trusting that his turn would come. CUTIS often praised him for being so well-behaved.

But today, something unusual happened.

The Thief Appears

Just as Mom turned to get a spoon, another monkey—smaller, mischievous, and full of energy—slipped into the kitchen. His name was Bibi. Unlike Subi, Bibi didn’t like waiting. He believed in snatching first and thinking later.

His eyes sparkled the moment they landed on Subi’s plate. He crept forward on his tiptoes, making sure no one noticed. Subi, still waiting politely, didn’t move. He thought Bibi was just coming to sit with him.

But suddenly—swish!—Bibi grabbed a handful of Subi’s food and stuffed it into his mouth.

Subi gasped, his eyes wide. “Eee-eee!” he squeaked angrily. His tiny hands pointed at Bibi, his little chest heaving.

“You stole Subi’s food! 😪😥” CUTIS exclaimed, rushing back into the room.

Bibi froze, cheeks bulging with stolen fruit, eyes darting around guiltily.

The Cry of Betrayal

Subi’s eyes welled with tears. He wasn’t angry in the way some monkeys fight with teeth and claws—he was hurt. His little heart felt betrayed. Food wasn’t just food to Subi—it was love. It was care. It was something given with kindness. And now, his own friend had taken it away.

He sat down heavily on the floor, shoulders drooping, face sad. His squeaks turned soft and mournful, almost like a child sobbing. Mom rushed to comfort him, gently stroking his back. “Oh, Subi, don’t be sad. We’ll make it right.”

Bibi, meanwhile, tried to act innocent, licking juice from his fingers. But the guilt was clear in his twitching ears and shifting eyes.

CUTIS the Judge

CUTIS picked Bibi up and held him at eye level. “Why did you do that? Subi waited patiently for his food, and you just snatched it. That’s not fair.”

Bibi squeaked defensively, kicking his little legs as though trying to explain himself. Maybe he was hungry, maybe he just couldn’t resist—but CUTIS shook his head. “No excuses. You must learn to respect others.”

He set Bibi down in the corner. “You’ll wait while I prepare more food for Subi. And you’ll watch him eat first.”

Comforting Subi

Mom placed another portion of fruit in front of Subi, this time adding a few slices of his favorite melon. Subi sniffled but looked up hopefully. His eyes still shimmered with tears, but the kindness of Mom’s gesture warmed his heart.

CUTIS crouched down beside him. “Don’t worry, Subi. No one will take your food again. You are part of this family, and we always protect family.”

Subi nibbled at the fruit slowly, still glancing at Bibi from time to time. His expression seemed to ask, “Why did you do this to me?”

Bibi lowered his head, ashamed.

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A Lesson in Sharing

After Subi had eaten enough, CUTIS brought another bowl and placed it in front of Bibi. But before letting him eat, he guided Bibi’s little hands toward Subi. “Say sorry first.”

At first, Bibi resisted, pouting and looking away. But CUTIS was firm. “No sorry, no food.”

Finally, with a squeaky sound, Bibi shuffled over to Subi, touched his shoulder, and offered a piece of melon from CUTIS’s hand. Subi hesitated, his eyes narrowing. Then, slowly, he accepted it.

The tension broke. Subi’s squeaks softened, and he leaned forward to hug Bibi tightly, his earlier tears replaced with relief.

Mom smiled. “See? They’re friends again.”

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Playtime After Forgiveness

With their bellies full, the two monkeys chased each other around the yard, their earlier quarrel forgotten. Subi bounded up a tree, while Bibi followed close behind. They swung from branches, rolled in the grass, and even played tug-of-war with a stick.

At one point, Subi pretended to hide food in his hands, tricking Bibi into chasing him. When Bibi realized it was just a leaf, he squealed in frustration, and Subi laughed for the first time since the incident.

The baby, watching from his cradle, clapped his hands and giggled at the sight of their playful antics.

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Reflection at Sunset

Later, as the sun dipped low, CUTIS sat with Mom on the porch. The monkeys cuddled close together at their feet, tired from the day’s games. Subi leaned against Bibi, no longer angry, while Bibi gently groomed Subi’s fur as if to say, “I’m sorry again.”

CUTIS sighed. “They may fight, but in the end, they love each other like brothers.”

Mom nodded. “Sometimes mistakes happen, even in families. What matters is that we teach them kindness and forgiveness.”

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Conclusion

That day began with laughter, turned into tears of betrayal, and ended in forgiveness. Subi had felt the sting of having his food stolen, and Bibi had learned that selfishness brings guilt. But thanks to CUTIS’s guidance and Mom’s gentle care, the monkeys found their way back to friendship.

From then on, whenever food was served, Subi got his portion first. And Bibi—though still mischievous—waited just a little more patiently, remembering how sad it felt to see Subi cry.

The family’s home was once again filled with warmth, laughter, and the lesson that love is bigger than hunger.

And whenever CUTIS looked at them curled up together, he smiled and whispered:

“You stole Subi’s food 😪😥, but you gave us all a lesson in forgiveness.”