The morning sun rose softly over the quiet little village. The golden light stretched through the trees, warming the rooftops and filling the air with a sense of peace. Birds were singing, the breeze was gentle, and yet—inside one small house—there was an air of excitement. CUTIS, the clever and thoughtful monkey, was pacing back and forth with a sparkle in his eyes.
“Today’s the day,” he whispered, glancing at the clock. “CUBIS and Uncle Tu are coming home!”
Beside him, the baby monkey blinked sleepily, rubbing its tiny eyes. “Really? Today?!”
CUTIS nodded, his tail swishing with enthusiasm. “Yes! Uncle Tu said they’ll arrive this afternoon. We have to prepare something special—a surprise that will make them smile!”
The baby monkey’s eyes widened with excitement. “Ooooh! What kind of surprise, CUTIS?”
CUTIS grinned mysteriously. “You’ll see. But first, we have a lot of work to do.”
And with that, the day’s mission began—a secret plan of love and welcome.
CUTIS started by gathering some supplies. He checked the cupboards, opened drawers, and looked under the table. “We need flowers, fruits, and decorations,” he muttered, listing everything in his clever little notebook. “And most importantly, something from the heart.”
The baby monkey nodded seriously, though it didn’t entirely understand what that meant. “Something from the heart… like bananas?”
CUTIS laughed. “Maybe! But something more meaningful too. Let’s go!”
They dashed outside, the baby monkey holding onto CUTIS’s tail for balance. The morning garden was fresh and full of color. Flowers bloomed everywhere—pink, yellow, and white—and the trees were heavy with fruit. CUTIS pointed to the mango tree. “Uncle Tu loves mangoes. Let’s pick some.”
The baby monkey climbed quickly but accidentally dropped the first mango onto its head. Thump!
“Ouch!”
CUTIS chuckled, helping it up. “That’s okay! Every good surprise comes with a little hard work.”
Soon they had a small basket filled with bright yellow mangoes, sweet bananas, and red rose petals. CUTIS arranged them carefully. “This will be perfect for the welcome table,” he said proudly. “Now, let’s decorate the house.”
Inside, the baby monkey watched as CUTIS climbed to hang little paper garlands they had made from colorful wrappers. They looked like sparkling ribbons under the sunlight. The baby monkey brought in flowers and placed them in a small vase—though half the flowers were missing petals because it had played with them too much.
“CUTIS,” it asked shyly, “do you think CUBIS will like this?”
CUTIS smiled softly. “CUBIS will love it. He loves when we do things together. And Uncle Tu will be happy to see how much we’ve grown.”
The two worked nonstop through the morning. CUTIS swept the floor, arranged cushions, and polished the little table. The baby monkey helped by wiping the floor with a cloth—though occasionally it would end up sitting on the cloth and sliding across the room, laughing wildly.
By noon, the house looked beautiful. The sunlight reflected off the clean tiles, the smell of fruit and flowers filled the air, and a gentle breeze danced through the curtains. CUTIS looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
“Perfect,” he said. “But… something’s missing.”
The baby monkey tilted its head. “Missing?”
CUTIS tapped his chin thoughtfully. “We need something that says ‘Welcome Home’—something they’ll never forget.”
Suddenly, his eyes brightened. “I’ve got it! Let’s make a banana cake!”
The baby monkey gasped. “Cake?! I love cake!”
CUTIS winked. “Then let’s bake the sweetest cake they’ve ever tasted.”
In the small kitchen, the two little bakers got to work. CUTIS mixed the ingredients carefully—flour, eggs, milk, sugar, and mashed bananas—while the baby monkey stirred with great enthusiasm (and a bit too much energy).
“Careful,” said CUTIS. “Don’t spill—”
Splat! A puff of flour exploded all over the baby monkey’s face.
“Pffffft!” CUTIS burst out laughing. “You look like a little snowball!”
The baby monkey sneezed and giggled. “Oops!”
Despite the mess, the kitchen filled with laughter and warmth. CUTIS helped the baby monkey pour the mixture into a pan, and they waited eagerly as the delicious smell of banana cake filled the house. The scent floated through every room—sweet, comforting, and full of love.
When the timer dinged, they carefully took it out. The cake was golden brown, soft, and perfect. CUTIS decorated it with slices of fresh mango and wrote in cream:
“Welcome Home, CUBIS & Uncle Tu!”
The baby monkey clapped its hands in excitement. “It’s so beautiful!”
CUTIS smiled proudly. “We did it, little one. Now all that’s left is the surprise.”
As the afternoon sun began to dip lower, CUTIS and the baby monkey hid behind the door, their tails twitching with anticipation. They could already hear the familiar sound of footsteps outside—the soft crunch of shoes on gravel, and the cheerful voice of Uncle Tu calling, “CUTIS! Baby monkey! We’re home!”
The baby monkey giggled quietly, covering its mouth.
The door creaked open, and CUBIS burst in first, holding a small bag of treats. “Hey! We’re back!” he shouted.
But before he could take another step—Pop! A handful of flower petals rained down from above, showering both CUBIS and Uncle Tu in bright colors.
“Welcome home!” shouted CUTIS and the baby monkey, jumping out with wide smiles.
CUBIS froze in surprise, then laughed so hard he nearly dropped his bag. “You two! You actually planned this?!”
Uncle Tu chuckled warmly, brushing petals from his shoulders. “Oh my goodness… what a beautiful surprise!”
CUTIS proudly showed them the decorated house, the shining clean table, and finally—the cake.
“We wanted to make you happy,” CUTIS said shyly. “So we did something special.”
CUBIS walked up and hugged him tight. “You always do special things, CUTIS. But this… this is amazing.”
The baby monkey tugged at Uncle Tu’s pant leg, holding out a flower. “For you!”
Uncle Tu bent down, smiling with soft eyes. “Thank you, sweetheart. You’ve made this old heart very happy.”
They all sat down together, laughter echoing through the little house. Uncle Tu sliced the cake carefully, giving everyone a big piece. The sweet smell of banana and mango filled the air as they ate and talked.
CUBIS kept teasing CUTIS, saying, “You should open a bakery! CUTIS’s Cake Kingdom!”
The baby monkey giggled, proudly patting its belly. “I’ll be the taste tester!”
Even Uncle Tu joined in the laughter, his eyes crinkling with joy. “You two really made today unforgettable,” he said. “This home feels alive again.”
CUTIS looked around, feeling his heart swell. The decorations, the cake, the laughter—it wasn’t just a surprise. It was a reminder of their bond, their love, and how much they meant to one another.
As the evening sky turned orange and pink, they all sat together on the porch, watching the sunset. The air smelled of flowers and happiness. The baby monkey climbed onto Uncle Tu’s lap, yawning softly, while CUBIS leaned against CUTIS with a content smile.
CUTIS whispered quietly, “Mission accomplished.”
Uncle Tu heard him and smiled. “More than accomplished, my little genius. You’ve filled this house with love.”
CUTIS blushed, looking up at the glowing sky. In that peaceful moment, surrounded by his family, he realized something—the best surprises aren’t about gifts or decorations. They’re about love, care, and the joy of being together.
And that night, as laughter slowly faded into gentle dreams, the little house glowed with warmth—the kind only a family’s love can create.
CUTIS and the baby monkey’s secret surprise had worked perfectly—and it became a memory none of them would ever forget. ❤️🐒🎉
