Super Funny Ending 😂 Baby Monkey & CUTIS Collaborate to Hide Pregnant Mom’s Food

In the quiet little village where laughter seemed to float through the air like warm sunshine, CUTIS and the baby monkey Milo were already known as the two cutest troublemakers anyone had ever seen. But today—today—was on another level. Their mission? Their goal? Their outrageous plan?

To hide Pregnant Mom’s food before she could eat it.

Why?
Because CUTIS believed Mom shouldn’t stand up too much while she was pregnant…
And Milo simply wanted all the snacks for himself.

Together, that combination became pure chaos.

The Beginning of the Mischief

The morning started off peacefully. Pregnant Mom was humming softly in the kitchen, her belly round and warm, glowing with motherly happiness. She was cooking her favorite snack—crispy banana fritters, the smell drifting through every corner of the house like a delicious cloud.

CUTIS sniffed the air dramatically. “Oh no… Mom is cooking again.”

Milo lifted his head, sniffed rapidly like a squirrel detecting treasure.
His eyes widened. His tail curled with excitement.

“Eeeeek!” he squeaked, pointing at the kitchen with both hands.

CUTIS kneeled down, placing a hand on Milo’s tiny shoulder. “Milo… Mom is pregnant. She shouldn’t move too much. So we’re gonna help.”

Milo nodded quickly.

CUTIS lowered his voice. “We must… hide the food.”

Milo didn’t fully understand the reason—but “hide the food” was enough to make him jump up and clap with joy.

Mission: Food Rescue Begins!

Mom set the golden fritters on the table. Steam rose from them like heavenly clouds. CUTIS’s eyes sparkled. Milo drooled dramatically.

Mom turned around to get the last batch from the pan.

CUTIS whispered,
“Milo… NOW!”

Milo shot forward like a tiny furry rocket, grabbed the plate with his tiny hands, and struggled to lift it. CUTIS quickly rushed to help, sliding the plate off the table.

They tiptoed toward the door.

CUTIS whispered proudly, “Mission successful!”

Milo held his breath, eyes big and dramatic like he was in a spy movie.

But suddenly—

Mom turned around.

“Cutissss? Milo? Where is my food?”

The two froze mid-step.

CUTIS held the plate behind his back.

Milo placed a banana fritter on his head as disguise, hoping to blend into the atmosphere.

Mom squinted.

CUTIS smiled awkwardly. Milo smiled too, but the fritter fell off his head and hit the floor.

“CUTIS!” Mom called.

CUTIS panicked.
“Milo! Escape plan!”

Both of them sprinted outside, Milo dragging CUTIS by his shirt even though CUTIS was much bigger.

The Great Outdoor Hiding Operation

CUTIS and Milo ran behind the house, carrying the plate like it was ancient treasure. They needed a hiding spot—fast.

CUTIS scanned the yard.

Milo scanned the yard.

They both spotted it at the same time…

The giant potted plant.

CUTIS gasped. “Perfect!”

Milo clapped excitedly.

CUTIS placed the plate on top of the soil, then covered it with big green leaves. Milo even sat on it for extra camouflage, like a fuzzy security guard.

CUTIS whispered,
“No one will ever find it.”

They high-fived.
Milo high-fived again.
CUTIS high-fived a third time just because it was fun.

Mom Starts Investigating

Back in the house, Mom placed her hands on her hips.

“Those two… They’re planning something again.”

Pregnant Mom walked outside slowly. CUTIS and Milo hid behind the tree, peeking nervously with only their eyes showing.

Mom looked around the yard.

CUTIS whispered, “She won’t find it.”

Milo whispered, “Eeeeek,” which probably meant “I’m scared.”

Mom walked past the plant.

CUTIS exhaled in relief.

But then—
Mom suddenly stopped. Turned. Squinted.

There was a suspicious shape. A Milo-shaped lump sitting on the plant.

Mom walked closer.

CUTIS panicked.
“Milo! Code Red!”

Milo jumped off the plant and ran around in circles, trying to confuse Mom. CUTIS lunged forward, grabbed the leaf pile, and held it against his chest like a shield.

Mom raised one eyebrow.
“CUTIS… what’s in your hands?”

CUTIS gulped. “Um… leaves?”

Mom continued staring.

CUTIS tried again.
“Pretty leaves! We’re doing… nature projects!”

Milo nodded dramatically and held up a stick like it was proof.

But then—a banana fritter slipped out from under the leaves and fell to the ground.

Both CUTIS and Milo gasped.

Mom bent down and picked up the fritter.
“CUTIS. Are you hiding my food?”

CUTIS’s voice trembled. “I was… protecting it.”

Milo wrapped his tail around CUTIS’s leg like he was emotionally supporting him in court.

Mom sighed. “Protecting it from what?”

CUTIS whispered,
“From yourself…”

Milo nodded, arms crossed seriously.

Mom froze.

CUTIS explained,
“You’re pregnant! You need to rest. We don’t want you to stand too long in the kitchen. So we’re taking care of the food for you!”

Milo pointed proudly at the plant like he had performed heroic work.

Mom’s expression softened for a moment… then turned into pure amusement.

“You two are unbelievable.”

CUTIS and Milo glanced at each other, relieved.

Then Mom smirked.
“And if you were taking care of it… why does Milo have crumbs all over his face?”

CUTIS looked at Milo.

Milo froze, cheeks full of fritter crumbs.

He slowly wiped his mouth with both hands… smearing crumbs everywhere.

CUTIS whispered,
“Milo… we’re caught.”

The Super Funny Ending 😭😂

Mom gently tapped CUTIS’s forehead.
“Come inside, both of you.”

CUTIS lowered his head. Milo hung his own head too—then peeked up to see if Mom was really angry.

Mom wasn’t angry.

She brought them inside, sat them at the table, and brought out a new plate of hot fritters she’d secretly saved.

CUTIS gasped.
“Moooom! You had more?”

Milo’s eyes sparkled.

Mom smiled proudly. “Yes. Because I knew you two would steal the first one.”

CUTIS and Milo looked at each other in shock.

Then they both burst into laughter—loud, cute, chaotic laughter.

Mom joined them, shaking her head.
“You boys make pregnancy too funny.”

CUTIS hugged her belly. Milo hugged her belly too, climbing onto her lap with no shame at all.

Mom kissed CUTIS’s forehead and patted Milo’s head.
“You two are my little chaos team… but I love you.”

CUTIS beamed.
Milo clapped.

And they spent the rest of the afternoon eating fritters together—not hiding them this time.