The warm sunlight of an early morning filtered softly into the small, cozy house. Everything seemed quieter than usual, yet there was an air of excitement in the air. Today was not an ordinary day. It was the day when the family welcomed its newest member — a tiny newborn baby.
CUTIS, the curious little boy, had been pacing around since dawn. His eyes sparkled with both nervousness and excitement, though he didn’t fully understand what was about to happen. The baby monkey, his constant companion, clung to the back of a chair and tilted his head as though sensing something unusual too. Both of them had been waiting impatiently ever since their father told them that Mom would return home with a surprise — their new sibling.
When Dad finally opened the door, carefully carrying a bundle wrapped in a soft blanket, the room fell into stillness. CUTIS froze. The baby monkey stiffened, his long tail curling tightly around the chair leg. The mysterious bundle squirmed, letting out a small sound — not quite a cry, but enough to capture all attention.
CUTIS’s eyes widened. “Is… that the baby?” he whispered, his voice barely above a breath.
Dad smiled, nodding gently. “Yes, CUTIS. This is your little brother. Mom is resting, but she wanted you to be the first to meet him.”
The baby monkey leaned forward curiously, his round eyes blinking rapidly. He tilted his head left and right as if trying to figure out what this tiny creature was. Then, with a cautious step, he leapt closer, crawling onto Dad’s lap to peek at the bundle.
The newborn let out another soft cry, stretching his tiny fingers into the air. CUTIS gasped, his small hand instinctively reaching out but pulling back at the last second. His heart pounded — he wanted to touch, to hold, to love, but he also felt unsure. Babies were fragile, and CUTIS wasn’t sure if he was ready to be a big brother.
The baby monkey, braver in his curiosity, stretched out a finger and brushed against the baby’s blanket. His face lit up with wonder, as though he had discovered a secret treasure. He chirped softly, looking up at CUTIS as if saying, Come closer, don’t be afraid.
CUTIS finally gathered courage. Slowly, he leaned in, peeking inside the blanket. What he saw made his heart swell in a way he had never felt before. The newborn’s tiny face was pink and wrinkled, his eyes still closed as if he were dreaming. His lips moved in small motions, and when CUTIS gently let his finger brush against the baby’s hand, something magical happened — the newborn’s fingers wrapped tightly around his.
CUTIS gasped. His eyes filled with tears he didn’t expect. “He’s… he’s holding me,” he whispered, his voice breaking with emotion. In that instant, the nervousness melted away. Instead, he felt an overwhelming wave of love and responsibility. He realized that this was his little brother, someone who would grow up looking at him, learning from him, and sharing life’s adventures.
The baby monkey, noticing CUTIS’s teary eyes, made a soft sound — almost like a giggle. He too reached out again, this time brushing the baby’s tiny foot that peeked out from under the blanket. The newborn stirred, wiggling gently, and the monkey’s face lit up with delight. He clapped his hands together in excitement, bouncing slightly on Dad’s lap.
Dad chuckled warmly. “Looks like both of you are already in love with him.”
CUTIS nodded, though he still couldn’t take his eyes off the baby’s small face. “I want to take care of him, Dad,” he said firmly. “I want to protect him. Can I… can I help?”
Dad placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. “Of course, CUTIS. You and the baby monkey will be the best big brothers he could ever have.”
The baby monkey squeaked proudly as if agreeing wholeheartedly. He climbed onto CUTIS’s shoulder, peeking down at the baby with a protective stance.
For the next few hours, CUTIS and the baby monkey stayed close, fascinated by every movement and sound the newborn made. When the baby yawned, CUTIS giggled softly. When he sneezed, the baby monkey jumped back in surprise, then crept closer again to investigate. Every tiny action seemed magical, as if they were witnessing a miracle unfolding before their very eyes.
As evening approached, Mom finally came into the room, looking tired but filled with joy. She saw CUTIS sitting quietly beside the crib, watching over his new brother with the baby monkey curled up protectively next to him. Her heart swelled with pride.
“CUTIS,” she said softly, “you’re already such a good big brother.”
He looked up at her, his eyes shining with determination. “I promised myself I’ll always take care of him, Mom. Just like you take care of us.”
The baby monkey chirped, nodding as if adding, And me too!
That night, as the newborn slept peacefully, CUTIS lay in bed thinking about the future. He imagined teaching his brother to walk, to talk, to play. He pictured the three of them — himself, the baby monkey, and the baby — running around the garden, laughing together. The thought filled him with warmth.
The baby monkey, curled beside him, seemed to sense his thoughts. He placed a tiny hand on CUTIS’s arm, both of them silently making a promise to always protect and love the newborn.
The first meeting had been emotional, full of uncertainty, curiosity, and pure love. For CUTIS and the baby monkey, it wasn’t just about welcoming a baby into their home. It was about stepping into new roles — protectors, companions, and brothers.
And in that quiet, beautiful moment, they both knew their lives had changed forever.
