CUTIS Secretly Goes Harvest, Does Unbelievable Thing at Market, Making Baby Monkey Laugh Non-Stop 😂

The sun was just beginning to rise over the hills, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. CUTIS, with his mischievous grin, was already wide awake. He sat by the window, looking at the garden full of fruits and vegetables. Mangos hung like golden lamps, bananas curved like smiles, and pumpkins rested heavily on the ground like lazy giants.

But CUTIS had a plan.

“I’ll sneak out, harvest some goodies, and sell them at the market. No one will know. Not even Mom,” he whispered to himself, his eyes twinkling.

From the branch outside the window, Baby Monkey listened. His little furry ears perked up, and his tail curled in excitement. Whenever CUTIS had a secret plan, it always meant fun.

The monkey tapped on the window, as if asking, What are we doing today?

CUTIS winked. “You’ll see. Just follow me.”

The Secret Harvest

With a basket under his arm, CUTIS tiptoed across the yard. Baby Monkey leapt from branch to branch, landing softly beside him. Together, they sneaked into the garden like professional thieves.

CUTIS grabbed bananas, mangoes, and even some coconuts. Baby Monkey tried to help, but every time he picked a banana, he ended up peeling it and shoving it straight into his mouth.

“Hey! We’re supposed to sell those, not eat them all!” CUTIS laughed.

The monkey shrugged with a cheeky grin, his cheeks bulging with banana.

Then came the funniest part: the pumpkin. CUTIS rolled one onto the ground and tried to lift it into the basket. But it was way too heavy. Baby Monkey jumped on top of it, treating it like a bouncy ball, which only made CUTIS struggle more.

“Stop bouncing! Help me push!” CUTIS groaned.

The monkey only squealed with laughter, clapping his hands as CUTIS slipped, fell backward, and landed in a pile of mangoes.

After much effort—and much monkey giggling—they finally filled the basket. CUTIS wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Okay, partner. Let’s go to the market.”

Arrival at the Market

The town market was buzzing with energy. People shouted prices, children ran with sweets, and chickens darted between stalls. CUTIS had never sold anything here before, but he marched proudly to an empty corner.

He set down the basket, spread out the fruits, and held up a mango dramatically.

“Ladies and gentlemen!” he announced. “The juiciest mangoes in the land! Sweeter than candy, bigger than your fist, and approved by the jungle’s cheekiest monkey!”

Baby Monkey, hearing his cue, jumped onto the table, holding a banana like a microphone. He squeaked loudly, as if saying, Yes! Come and buy!

The crowd burst into laughter.

The Unbelievable Thing

CUTIS knew he had to do something different to catch everyone’s attention. Just selling fruit wasn’t enough. So he whispered to the monkey:

“Time for our secret performance.”

First, he grabbed a coconut, shook it, and balanced it on his head. The monkey copied him, balancing a banana on his own head.

The crowd clapped.

Next, CUTIS rolled the pumpkin like a giant ball, running on top of it like a circus performer. Baby Monkey jumped onto the pumpkin too, clinging to CUTIS’s shoulder for balance. The crowd gasped, then cheered wildly.

“Ta-da!” CUTIS shouted, waving his arms.

But the most unbelievable moment came when CUTIS peeled a banana, tossed it high into the air, and Baby Monkey leapt, caught it mid-air, and stuffed it in his mouth before landing back on CUTIS’s head.

The market exploded with laughter.

“More! More!” the people shouted.

CUTIS winked. He pulled out mangoes and started juggling them—one, two, three! Baby Monkey added a banana into the mix, then another, until CUTIS was juggling five pieces of fruit at once.

But just when it seemed perfect… SPLAT! A mango slipped and smacked CUTIS right on the face. Juice dripped down his nose. Baby Monkey rolled on the ground, laughing so hard his belly shook. The crowd laughed even harder.

“CUTIS, do it again!” someone yelled.

CUTIS bowed, wiping mango off his cheek. “Anything for my customers!”

Monkey’s Mischief

While CUTIS was busy entertaining, Baby Monkey decided to run his own little business. He picked up bananas and started handing them out to kids. But instead of taking money, he demanded funny things in return—like a dance, a silly face, or a loud monkey sound.

One boy crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue, making the monkey clap with joy. Another girl hopped like a frog before receiving her banana.

The parents didn’t mind; they were too busy laughing at the sight.

CUTIS eventually noticed and groaned. “Monkey! We’re supposed to sell the bananas, not give them away for frog hops!”

But the crowd loved it. Soon, people lined up, not to buy fruit, but to entertain Baby Monkey in exchange for one. The market became a stage, filled with silly dances, animal noises, and endless laughter.

The Unexpected Success

By noon, the basket was empty. Not because they sold everything properly, but because Baby Monkey had exchanged most of it for jokes and fun. CUTIS scratched his head.

“Well… we didn’t make much money. But we sure made a lot of people happy.”

The market manager, a tall man with a big mustache, came over. CUTIS worried they might be in trouble.

But instead, the man smiled. “Young man, I’ve never seen the market so lively. You and your monkey are natural entertainers. Here—take this.”

He handed CUTIS a small bag of coins as a reward. CUTIS’s eyes widened.

“Thank you, sir!” he said happily.

The monkey squealed, leaping into CUTIS’s arms.

The Long Walk Home

On the way back, CUTIS carried the empty basket while the monkey sat inside it, clapping his hands and giggling nonstop.

“Alright, alright,” CUTIS said with a laugh. “I know you think it was hilarious. I got mango juice all over my face, and you gave away half the bananas. You’re never going to let me forget this, are you?”

The monkey shook his head dramatically, still laughing until he rolled onto his back in the basket.

When they finally got home, CUTIS’s mom was waiting. Her arms were crossed, but she had a curious smile.

“So, where did you two disappear to?”

CUTIS hesitated, then grinned. “The market. And… well… we made everyone laugh.”

Baby Monkey jumped out of the basket, struck a dramatic pose, and squeaked loudly as if announcing their victory.

Mom sighed, shaking her head. “You two are impossible. But I suppose if you made people happy, that counts for something.”

The Ending

That night, as CUTIS lay in bed, he replayed the day in his mind. The juggling, the pumpkin-balancing, the mango splat, and the endless monkey laughter—it had been chaotic, unbelievable, and unforgettable.

Beside him, Baby Monkey curled up, still giggling softly in his sleep.

CUTIS smiled. “Well, partner, maybe we’re not the best farmers or the best sellers… but we might just be the best team the market has ever seen.”

The moon shone through the window, and the house was filled with quiet laughter, carrying the memory of a secret harvest that turned into a day no one at the market would ever forget.