
The sun had just peeked above the trees, painting the village in soft golden light, when CUTIS came running into the kitchen with a wild idea shining in his eyes. His mom, busy stirring coconut milk for breakfast, turned around in surprise as CUTIS burst out, âMom! I want to make cakes â lots of cakes!â
She blinked, confused but amused. âCakes? At this hour? What for, my dear?â
CUTIS stood proudly, puffing out his little chest. âTo sell them and earn money! I want to feed my piggy bank until itâs full!â
Mom couldnât help but laugh. CUTISâs enthusiasm was always contagious, even when his ideas sounded a bit crazy. âOh, so now youâre a businessman, huh?â she teased.
CUTIS nodded eagerly. âYes, Mom! Everyone loves your cakes â soft, sweet, and smell so good! If we sell them, weâll earn lots of money!â
Mom smiled gently. She had taught CUTIS the importance of hard work and saving, but she didnât expect him to take it this seriously. âAlright then,â she said with a playful grin. âIf youâre ready to work hard, Iâll help you.â
CUTIS jumped with joy. âYay! Letâs make cakes right now!â
The Baking Begins đ°




The kitchen came alive with excitement. CUTIS wore a small apron â far too big for him, so it dragged on the floor â and tied a little cloth around his head like a chef. He looked both adorable and determined.
Mom set out the ingredients: flour, sugar, coconut milk, eggs, and fresh bananas from their garden. CUTIS helped mix the batter, though he spilled more flour on himself than in the bowl. He stirred with all his might, tongue poking out in concentration.
âCareful, CUTIS,â Mom said, laughing. âYouâre going to make a cake storm!â
CUTIS grinned proudly, his fur now dusted white like snow. âThat means Iâm working hard, Mom!â
After the batter was ready, Mom poured it into banana leaves and placed them in the steamer. The sweet smell began to fill the house â warm, soft, and inviting. CUTIS couldnât stop sniffing the air.
âSmells like success!â he said proudly.
Mom chuckled. âSmells like breakfast, you mean.â
CUTISâs Big Business Plan đĄ


While waiting for the cakes to cook, CUTIS pulled out his notebook and started scribbling. âWe need a business plan,â he said seriously, imitating what he had once seen on TV.
Mom raised an eyebrow. âOh really? And whatâs the plan, my little boss?â
CUTIS drew a big picture of a smiling piggy bank and wrote, âGoal: Feed Piggy Until Itâs Fat!â
Then he listed his steps out loud:
- Make yummy cakes.
- Sell to everyone in the village.
- Save all the money.
- Be rich!
Mom burst out laughing. âThatâs a perfect plan, CUTIS! Simple but smart.â
CUTIS nodded, proud of himself. He didnât realize that running a small business was harder than it looked â but his pure determination made it impossible not to support him.
The Unbelievable Selling Idea đŻ


When the cakes were ready, CUTIS helped wrap them neatly in small leaves and placed them into a basket. He was about to run out to the street when Mom stopped him. âWait, CUTIS! How are you going to sell them?â
CUTIS froze, scratching his head. âUh⌠I didnât think that far.â
Mom smiled. âYou need a plan to get attention, son. People wonât just come running to you unless you make it special.â
CUTIS thought hard. His eyes lit up suddenly. âI know! Iâll perform while selling!â
âPerform?â Mom tilted her head.
âYes!â CUTIS said, jumping up and down. âIâll sing, dance, and make everyone laugh! Then theyâll want to buy more cakes!â
Mom gasped and then laughed so hard she nearly dropped a spoon. âOh CUTIS, youâre something else. Letâs see if your plan works.â
The Street Show đ°đś


The next morning, CUTIS stood proudly at the edge of the village road with his basket full of cakes. The villagers were starting their day â sweeping yards, tending to shops, and greeting one another. CUTIS took a deep breath, puffed up his chest, and yelled loudly,
âDelicious cakes! Sweet like dreams! Made by Mom, sold by me! Come try one for happiness!â
People turned their heads, surprised and curious. CUTIS then broke into a silly little dance â spinning, hopping, and clapping while balancing the basket on his head! Everyone burst into laughter at the sight of the funny little monkey dancing his heart out.
A woman from the fruit stall came over, smiling. âOh CUTIS, what are you doing?â
âSelling Momâs cakes!â CUTIS said proudly. âEach one makes your day brighter!â
She bought one, then another, impressed by his charm. Soon, a small crowd gathered. CUTIS handed out cakes one by one, chatting cheerfully with everyone. He made jokes, sang little rhymes, and even pretended to juggle with bananas.
The villagers loved it. Even those who didnât plan to buy cakes ended up buying just to see CUTISâs performance again.
By midday, his basket was empty â every single cake sold out!
The Unexpected Twist đŻ

CUTIS ran home, waving the money in his hands. âMom! We sold out! Everythingâs gone!â
Mom was amazed. âAlready? CUTIS, thatâs incredible! How did you do it?â
âI told you, Mom! I danced, sang, and made everyone laugh! They loved it!â
Mom smiled proudly, but when she looked closer, she noticed something â CUTISâs tail was missing a few bits of cake frosting. âCUTIS⌠did you maybe taste some of the cakes while selling them?â
CUTISâs cheeks turned red. âUh⌠maybe just one⌠or two⌠for quality control!â
Mom burst out laughing. âOh my silly boy! But thatâs okay. You worked hard.â
CUTIS carefully placed all the money into his shiny pink piggy bank. The sound of coins clinking made him beam with joy. âHear that, Piggy? Youâre getting fatter!â he said proudly.
Mom hugged him tightly. âIâm proud of you, CUTIS. You didnât just earn money â you made people smile. Thatâs the best kind of business.â
CUTISâs Big Lesson đ

Over the next few weeks, CUTIS and his mom became a little team. Every weekend, they made cakes together, and CUTIS sold them with his unique style â sometimes singing, sometimes dancing, and sometimes telling funny stories.
Soon, people from nearby villages started coming to see âthe performing cake seller.â CUTIS became a small local celebrity! But even with all the excitement, he never forgot his goal. Every coin went straight into his piggy bank.
One evening, when the piggy bank was finally full, CUTIS sat with his mom, smiling from ear to ear.
âMom,â he said softly, âI didnât just want to earn money. I wanted to show you that I can help too.â
Momâs eyes glistened with tears of pride. âOh, CUTIS⌠youâve helped me more than you know. You brought joy to everyone â including me.â
CUTIS leaned on her shoulder, the piggy bank sitting beside them like a trophy. The golden sunset shone through the window, bathing them in warm light.
Sometimes, the biggest dreams begin with small ideas â and sometimes, the funniest, most unbelievable plans turn into the sweetest success stories.
CUTIS had proven that with creativity, courage, and a little humor, anything is possible â even feeding a hungry piggy bank with the power of cakes and laughter. đˇđ°đ
