It was early morning, and the sun’s first light streamed gently through the half-open window. The peaceful sound of birds singing outside mixed with the distant hum of the city awakening. Inside the house, however, chaos was brewing—monkey-style. CUTIS, the clever and calm leader of the little troop, had already woken up. His shiny brown eyes blinked with curiosity as he peeked toward the bathroom door.
He wasn’t alone for long. From the bedroom corner came two giggling figures—CUBIS, the twin brothers who were as funny as they were naughty. They moved with energy that could make even the laziest morning feel alive. And right behind them, three adorable baby monkeys toddled along, still half-asleep but already buzzing with excitement. The six of them together looked like a tiny, furry army preparing for an adventure.
“Today,” CUTIS whispered, puffing his chest proudly, “we are going to learn how humans take baths!”
The CUBIS twins clapped their hands and nodded dramatically, while the baby monkeys squealed with delight. The bathroom, to them, was a mysterious land filled with shiny handles, bubbles, and splashing sounds. None of them truly understood what everything was for—but that, of course, only made it more exciting.
CUTIS pushed the bathroom door open carefully. Creak. A faint smell of soap and shampoo filled the air. The bright white tiles reflected their tiny reflections, and the mirror on the wall looked like a magical portal.
“Wow…” whispered one baby monkey. “It’s so shiny!”
CUBIS grinned, twirling his tail. “Let’s make it even shinier!”
Before CUTIS could stop them, the twins raced inside, one jumping onto the sink and the other climbing the shower curtain like it was a jungle vine. The three baby monkeys followed, slipping on the smooth floor but laughing all the way. CUTIS sighed—he was the “smart” one, but sometimes even he couldn’t stop their wild energy.
“Alright,” he said, crossing his arms like a teacher. “Lesson one: don’t touch anything without asking me first.”
But the CUBIS brothers were already ignoring him. One had discovered the toothpaste tube, squeezing it curiously. To his shock, a line of minty paste squirted out and landed right on his nose.
“Ewww! Cold!” he yelped.
The other CUBIS burst out laughing, grabbing the toothbrush and pretending to brush his tail. “Look at me! Clean tail, clean life!”
The baby monkeys rolled on the floor, clutching their little bellies with laughter. CUTIS, meanwhile, rubbed his forehead. “You two are impossible!”
But before he could restore order, one of the baby monkeys found the soap bottle and started pressing it. A big blob of soap squirted onto the floor, then another, and another. The tile quickly became slippery as ice. One baby monkey tried to walk but slipped, sliding across the room with a squeal.
“Wheeeeee!”
The others joined in, slipping and sliding like it was their own private amusement park. CUBIS laughed so hard that he lost his balance and fell right into the tub.
Splash!
A puddle of leftover water from last night’s bath splashed everywhere. CUTIS jumped back, covering his face. “CUBIS! You’re supposed to observe, not flood the bathroom!”
But CUBIS just poked his head out of the tub with a goofy grin. “I’m swimming, boss!”
CUTIS sighed again. “Unbelievable.”
Still, part of him couldn’t help but laugh too. The sight of the twins and baby monkeys playing like little children was too funny. The bubbles, the squeals, the slippery floor—it was pure chaos, but it was happy chaos.
Then came the next discovery. One of the baby monkeys, fascinated by the shiny silver handle on the wall, gave it a strong pull.
SSHHHHHH!
Cold water burst from the shower head, raining down on everyone.
“AAAAHHHHHH!” shrieked the monkeys, jumping around as the icy shower drenched their fur. CUTIS, now dripping wet, tried to reach the handle, but every time he moved, one of the baby monkeys would bump into him, sending him sliding backward.
CUBIS shouted, “Rain! Rain in the house! Dance, everyone!”
And dance they did. The bathroom turned into a mini disco party. The twins twirled and slipped, the baby monkeys clapped their tiny hands, and CUTIS tried not to fall while laughing at the madness.
After a few minutes, the cold water was too much. CUTIS finally managed to twist the handle off, panting. Everyone was soaked, the floor was a mess, and the bathroom looked like it had survived a tropical storm.
The baby monkeys blinked at CUTIS, their fur dripping and sticking out in funny directions.
“CUTIS,” said one softly, “was that the lesson?”
CUTIS chuckled. “No, that was chaos. But… it was fun, right?”
“YES!” all of them shouted at once, jumping and hugging him.
Still laughing, CUTIS decided they might as well make the best of the mess. He grabbed a towel and started wiping the floor. The CUBIS twins joined, though their idea of “helping” mostly involved turning the towels into capes and pretending to be superheroes.
“Captain Clean and Super Soap at your service!” they shouted, running in circles.
The baby monkeys copied them, dragging towels behind like little superhero sidekicks. CUTIS gave up trying to keep things serious—his heart was too full of joy watching them play.
As the cleanup turned into another game, CUTIS noticed something. The baby monkeys were working together, laughing together, even learning little things—how to squeeze soap gently, how to balance on slippery tiles, how to share towels. Maybe, he thought, even the messiest chaos can teach something beautiful.
Finally, after an hour of laughter, splashes, and more giggles, the bathroom was somewhat clean again. Everyone was exhausted. The CUBIS twins flopped onto the floor, their fur half-dry and sticking up in every direction. The baby monkeys curled up beside them, yawning adorably. CUTIS, still damp but smiling, leaned against the wall.
“Well,” he said softly, “maybe humans aren’t the only ones who can enjoy bath time.”
“CUTIS,” murmured one baby monkey sleepily, “you’re the smartest… but also the funniest.”
CUTIS laughed gently, pulling a towel over the sleepy little one. “Thank you, my little mischief-makers.”
As they dozed off together, the morning sun slipped through the window again, casting a warm glow over the tired but happy troop. The bathroom—though still faintly smelling of mint toothpaste and soap—was filled with peace.
Outside, the birds continued singing, unaware of the hilarious adventure that had just unfolded inside.
And though CUTIS would probably have to explain to Mom later why there was shampoo in the sink and footprints on the mirror, he didn’t mind. Because moments like this—messy, funny, and full of love—were what made life with his monkey family so special.
Tomorrow, there would probably be another mischief, another laugh, another little disaster turned into a memory. But for now, CUTIS, CUBIS, and the three baby monkeys slept soundly, dreaming of bubbles, splashes, and their next big adventure.
Because when one smart CUTIS, two funny CUBIS, and three cute baby monkeys come together—every day is a new reason to smile. 😂🐒💦
