Deep in the greenest corner of the forest, sunlight spilled through the tall trees like liquid gold, warming the ground and lighting up every leaf. It was the kind of morning that made every living creature feel awake and full of energy. Birds chirped loudly, small insects buzzed around the flowers, and somewhere near a wide stone covered in moss, two monkeys were searching for the sweetest breakfast they could find.
Their names were Liko and Mira—two young monkeys who were always together, always curious, and always hungry. If there was anything they loved more than climbing tall trees or splashing in the stream, it was eating fruit. Every single day they explored new places in the forest to look for it.
Today felt extra special to Liko. Because he had found something amazing.
“Mira! Mira! Come quick!” Liko called, his voice echoing between the trees. He was jumping up and down with excitement, waving his arms, eyes shining like little stars.
Mira swung gracefully from a branch and landed right beside him. “What is it now, Liko? Another tiny berry? Or did you find more sour lemons again?” she teased.
Liko shook his head wildly. “No! Look there!” He pointed toward a soft patch of grass.
Mira’s eyes grew wide.
“A watermelon!” she gasped.
And it really was. Big. Round. Green with dark stripes. It looked like it had rolled out from a farmer’s field not too far away and settled right here, waiting for someone lucky to find it.
The two monkeys could almost taste the sweetness just by looking at it.
Mira clapped her hands. “Liko, this is the best fruit ever! But… how do we open it?”
Liko puffed his chest proudly. “Leave it to me!”
He grabbed the melon, lifted it over his head, and tried to smash it on a rock. But instead of breaking the fruit, Liko lost his balance and fell backward with a soft thump.
Mira giggled. “You looked so confident!”
Liko, rubbing his back, muttered, “It was slippery!”
But he didn’t give up. The two monkeys pushed the watermelon together, rolled it a little, and finally nudged it against a sharper stone. With a loud crack!, the tough green shell split open.
Bright red fruit shimmered inside, juicy and shining in the sun. Seeds glistened like tiny black stones scattered across the bright red surface.
“WOW!” both monkeys whispered at the same time.
Without waiting another second, Mira scooped a big handful of the soft red fruit and took a huge bite. Sweet juice ran down her chin as she chewed. “Mmm! It’s even better than I imagined!”
Liko pushed his face right into the watermelon and took a huge chunk with his teeth. “So sweet!” he said with a full mouth.
Soon they were both eating happily, making small satisfied sounds with each bite. Birds perched on nearby branches watched them, almost jealous of the feast in front of them.
As they ate, Mira picked up a seed and held it between her fingers. “Do you think this can grow into another watermelon?”
Liko shrugged. “Maybe. But do we want more watermelons? Yes! Yes, we do!” He nodded firmly to himself.
Mira laughed. “Then let’s plant some seeds later.”
While they talked, the forest around them felt peaceful. Leaves rustled softly, the air smelled fresh, and a gentle breeze cooled them whenever they got too sticky from the fruit juice. It was one of those perfect mornings where everything felt simple and happy.
After eating for a while, Liko leaned back and sighed. “I think I’m full.”
But Mira looked at him with raised eyebrows. “You? Full? That’s impossible.”
Liko opened one eye. “Today it’s possible.”
But Mira wasn’t finished. She grabbed another handful of watermelon and held it out. “Come on. Just a little more. It won’t hurt you.”
Liko stared at the fruit, pretending to resist, but then he pushed himself up again. “Fine. Only because I don’t want it to go to waste.”
Together they kept eating, slower now, enjoying every bite.
When the watermelon was almost empty, the monkeys sat quietly for a moment. Their stomachs were round, their fur sticky with juice, and their smiles wide.
Mira lay back on the grass. “This was the best breakfast ever.”
Liko stretched his arms. “Should we look for bananas next?”
Mira sat up quickly. “Bananas?! Already? Liko, we just ate!”
He grinned mischievously. “I know… but maybe we can find some to save for later.”
Mira rolled her eyes but nodded. “Okay, but first let’s clean ourselves.”
They walked together to a small stream nearby. The cool water sparkled as it flowed over smooth stones. The monkeys dipped their hands and faces in, washing off the sticky red stains. Liko splashed water onto Mira playfully.
Mira gasped. “Hey!” Then she splashed him back.
Soon the two monkeys were laughing, sliding along the stones, flicking water at each other until they both dripped from head to toe.
When they finished, they climbed onto a sunny rock and let the warmth dry their fur. Dragonflies hovered above the water, and the forest hummed with life.
“Do you think we’ll find another watermelon someday?” Mira asked dreamily.
“Of course,” Liko said confidently. “Maybe even two.”
Mira smiled. “Then we can share with the others too.”
Liko nodded. “Yes! Next time we’ll invite everyone. Big feast!”
The idea excited them both. The forest monkeys didn’t always gather together at the same time, but whenever food was shared, the whole area came alive with chatter and laughter. Mira imagined all their friends sitting around a huge pile of fruits, enjoying the sweetness together.
But for now, she was happy with just Liko beside her, the sun warming her fur, and the memory of the juiciest watermelon she’d ever tasted.
As they climbed back up to the trees, Mira grabbed one leftover watermelon seed, tucked safely in her cheek. She planned to plant it near a sunny clearing where the soil was soft.
“Someday,” she whispered to herself, “we’ll have a whole watermelon garden.”
And Liko, swinging ahead of her, shouted back happily:
“Come on, Mira! Let’s explore! Maybe the banana trees are ready!”
The two monkeys disappeared into the bright green forest, full of energy again and ready for their next adventure—because with food, friendship, and curiosity, every day became a story worth remembering.
