The morning sun peeked over the tops of the tall forest trees, turning the leaves into shimmering gold. Birds hopped from branch to branch, chattering lively songs, while insects buzzed softly like tiny musicians tuning their instruments. It was one of those peaceful days where everything felt gentle and warm — yet in the middle of that calmness, CUTIS and the baby monkey were plotting something hilarious and unbelievable.
Their mission was simple: invite Dad to a special place.
But not just any place — a secret clearing deep in the forest where CUTIS and the baby monkey had prepared something extraordinary. It wasn’t a surprise party, it wasn’t a feast, and it definitely wasn’t a prank… though knowing them, it could accidentally become one.
CUTIS had been working for days on this plan. He wanted to bring Dad to the hidden clearing because it was the one place where sunlight passed perfectly through the treetops, making the ground sparkle like magic. CUTIS loved the peaceful energy there, and he wanted to show Dad the place where he and the baby often played, dreamed, and shared their brotherly moments.
“But Dad is always busy,” the baby monkey pouted, sitting on CUTIS’s tail. “Dad never come with us.”
CUTIS nodded thoughtfully. Dad was indeed always moving — protecting the troop, finding food, settling arguments, and watching over everyone. He loved CUTIS and the baby dearly, but he rarely had time to wander into the deep part of the forest.
“So,” CUTIS said with a mischievous grin, “we’re going to bring Dad to us.”
The baby’s eyes widened. “How? We cannot drag Dad! He big! Very big!”
CUTIS laughed. “Not drag. We invite him. But our way.”
“Our way?” the baby repeated. “Funny way?”
CUTIS nodded. “Very funny.”
And that was the start of a plan so outrageous, so silly, so unbelievably funny that the forest would remember it for years.
The Invitation Begins
CUTIS and the baby monkey first gathered colorful leaves, bright fruits, vines, and sticks. The clearing needed to look perfect — like a magical doorway to happiness. They arranged mangoes in a heart shape, used vines to create a small archway, and even placed flowers around the edges. The baby monkey proudly added one random banana in the middle “for decoration.”
CUTIS didn’t understand the artistic value of the single banana, but he let it stay — it made the baby happy.
“Now we go get Dad?” the baby asked, bouncing excitedly.
“Not yet,” CUTIS replied. “We must make the perfect invitation. Something Dad cannot ignore.”
CUTIS walked in circles, thinking hard.
The baby monkey suddenly gasped. “What if… we act funny? Very funny? Dad see us and follow because he confused!”
CUTIS blinked. That wasn’t a bad idea.
It was a brilliantly ridiculous idea.
“We will perform the funniest show Dad ever sees,” he said, his eyes lighting up. “He won’t be able to resist following us.”
The baby clapped his hands. “Yay! CUTIS show! Baby show! Dad laugh until fall down!”
The Funny Plan in Action
Dad was resting near the troop when CUTIS and the baby monkey approached, acting completely normal at first.
“Dad,” CUTIS began politely, “can you come with us?”
Dad raised an eyebrow. “I have work to do. Later perhaps.”
CUTIS and the baby exchanged a look.
Time for the plan.
They stepped back. CUTIS gave the signal.
And the performance began.
Act 1: The Strange Dance
CUTIS started by wobbling on his legs, swinging his arms like a confused dancer. The baby monkey joined in but with more chaos — spinning in circles, falling, getting up, spinning again, then crashing into CUTIS.
Dad stared.
CUTIS pretended to faint dramatically, landing flat on his back with his tongue out.
The baby monkey gasped loudly, then tried to “revive” CUTIS by slapping his cheeks gently.
Dad squinted.
CUTIS opened one eye, winked at the baby, then continued pretending to be unconscious.
The baby monkey climbed onto Dad’s lap, dramatically crying, “CUTIS broken! We need Dad! Hurry!”
Dad’s lips twitched. Just a little.
Act 2: The Mysterious Message
CUTIS recovered “miraculously” and began drawing shapes in the dirt. Circles, squiggles, zigzags — none of it had any meaning.
The baby monkey gasped dramatically. “CUTIS make secret code!”
Dad blinked. “Secret… code?”
“Yes!” the baby shouted, pointing at the nonsense drawing. “CUTIS say it mean: ‘Follow me now, Dad!’”
Dad rubbed his forehead.
CUTIS leaned forward, staring at Dad with the biggest, most exaggerated puppy eyes.
“Please, Dad,” he said softly, widening his eyes until he almost couldn’t see. “Follow us… important.”
The baby monkey copied CUTIS perfectly — eyes huge, mouth trembling dramatically.
Dad finally burst into laughter. “You two are unbelievable!”
CUTIS grinned. The plan was working.
Act 3: Running Away on Purpose
CUTIS suddenly jumped up, grabbed the baby’s hand, and they both took off running — but not too fast.
Every few steps they stopped, turned dramatically toward Dad, waved wildly, then ran again.
Dad laughed even harder.
“What are you two doing?” he called after them.
“Come! Come! Important!” the baby shouted, waving both arms like a malfunctioning windmill.
CUTIS flipped upside down as he ran, tripped over nothing, rolled twice, and stood back up proudly.
Dad blinked in confusion but started walking after them.
CUTIS and the baby screamed in delight.
“He following! He following!” the baby whispered.
CUTIS tried to act serious. “Yes, good. Now keep the silly going.”
The Final Trick
CUTIS reached the last stretch before the special clearing. He turned dramatically and did a silly bow. The baby monkey followed with an exaggerated curtsy.
“Presenting…” CUTIS announced with a deep, booming voice.
“The most special place!” the baby added, throwing imaginary sparkles into the air.
Dad shook his head, laughing at how ridiculous they looked.
Then CUTIS moved aside.
The clearing came into view — beautiful sunlight caught in the leaves, bright fruits arranged carefully, flowers glowing softly, and that one lonely banana lying in the middle.
Dad froze for a moment.
Then his expression softened.
“You did all this?” he asked quietly.
CUTIS nodded.
“Because we want Dad happy,” the baby monkey said, hugging his leg. “Dad always busy. We want Dad play with us today.”
Dad knelt down and wrapped both of them in a warm, tight hug.
“You two… you always find a way to touch my heart,” he said with a smile.
“Funny way!” the baby corrected proudly.
Dad laughed. “Yes… unbelievable funny way.”
A Perfect Afternoon
They spent the rest of the day together — eating fruits, chasing each other, rolling in the leaves, telling silly stories, and laughing until their stomachs hurt.
CUTIS felt peaceful.
The baby monkey felt proud.
Dad felt loved.
And the forest felt warmer that day — because of a ridiculous plan, a silly performance, and two little monkeys who used humor to bring family together.
And from that day forward, Dad always made time to visit the special place… even without the crazy invitation.
