Super funny! baby monkey & CUTIS pretend angry to tease Mom😂

In a quiet corner of the countryside, a cheerful farm bustled with life. Among the ducks, goats, and hens, one unique pair stood out and captured everyone’s hearts—Cutis the kind-hearted farmer, and his clever little companion, Lu, a baby monkey with eyes full of mischief.

Cutis had raised Lu since she was just a few weeks old. They had a bond that was more like father and daughter than man and monkey. Every morning, they would eat breakfast together—Cutis with his rice and tea, and Lu nibbling on slices of banana and mango. But on this particular morning, something hilarious was about to unfold.

It all started with a mischievous sparkle in Lu’s eyes.

“Hmm,” Cutis said, noticing the way Lu was fidgeting and peeking over at his wife, whom everyone affectionately called “Mom.” “What are you up to now, little rascal?”

Lu simply giggled and climbed onto Cutis’s shoulder, whispering in his ear in her monkey way—tiny grunts and expressions only he could understand. Her idea was clear: they would play a prank on Mom by pretending to be upset.

Cutis chuckled. “You want to tease Mom, huh? Okay, let’s see how this goes.”

The two partners in crime sprang into action. Cutis crossed his arms, puffed his cheeks, and stomped his foot slightly, making it look like he was in a bad mood. Lu mimicked him, narrowing her little brows and putting on a pouty face, then crossing her arms exactly like Cutis.

Mom was nearby, humming a tune while hanging clothes to dry in the sun. She glanced over and saw the dramatic pair standing stiffly by the porch.

She frowned. “What’s wrong with you two? Why those faces?”

Cutis let out a big huff. “Nothing,” he muttered in an exaggerated tone.

Lu gave a tiny grumble and looked away dramatically, pretending she didn’t want to be spoken to.

Mom walked over, raising one eyebrow. “Cutis, what’s going on?”

Cutis tried hard not to laugh. “We’re mad,” he said seriously.

“Why?” Mom asked, confused.

Lu pointed to a random sock on the ground and made a frustrated sound as if that was the cause of their anger. She even picked it up and threw it down again, pretending to be furious.

Mom blinked. “A sock? You’re mad about… a sock?”

Lu nodded sternly.

Cutis added, “It’s the last straw.”

That was too much for Lu. She couldn’t hold it anymore—she burst out giggling, slapping her tiny hands together with joy. The act was over.

Mom crossed her arms and stared at them both with mock suspicion. “You little pranksters!”

She picked up Lu and playfully tickled her belly, making the baby monkey squirm and squeal with laughter.

Cutis laughed so hard his belly shook. “You should’ve seen your face!”

“You two are impossible,” Mom said, trying not to laugh too much herself.

But the show wasn’t over.

Later that afternoon, Lu got another idea. She grabbed a tiny apron from the laundry basket and handed it to Cutis.

“Oh?” he asked. “Another performance?”

Lu nodded excitedly. This time, they’d play pretend in the kitchen, acting like they were making something but constantly arguing in a comically exaggerated way.

Mom sat on the porch sipping her tea when she heard noises from the kitchen.

“No, no, no!” Cutis said loudly. “That’s not how you stir soup!”

Lu squeaked loudly and pointed her spoon in protest, shaking her head dramatically.

“That’s way too much salt!” Cutis added, acting shocked.

Lu grabbed the salt shaker and shook it over the imaginary pot, pouring invisible salt into the air.

Cutis fell to his knees. “My soup! Ruined!”

Lu covered her mouth in pretend shock, then started laughing again.

Mom walked in, barely able to hold back her own laughter. “What kind of cooking show is this?”

Lu ran to her, holding the spoon up proudly. Mom took it and tasted the invisible soup.

“Mmm… delicious!” she said, playing along.

That night, after dinner, the family sat under the stars. Lu was snuggled between Cutis and Mom, her tiny arms hugging both of them. Cutis smiled and whispered, “You did good today, little one. You made us laugh a lot.”

Mom nodded. “She’s getting better at tricks every day.”

But Lu wasn’t done yet.

As they sat quietly, she tiptoed away and came back with one of Mom’s slippers. With a funny little growl, she shook it and tossed it in the air, then pointed to it with fake outrage.

“Oh no,” Mom said, laughing again. “Is the slipper misbehaving now?”

Lu jumped onto Cutis’s lap and gave a loud sigh, flopping dramatically as if exhausted from all the drama.

Cutis looked at Mom. “You know, she’s not just funny—she’s smart too.”

“She is,” Mom agreed, petting Lu’s soft head. “And with you encouraging her, I’m going to have my hands full.”

“Don’t worry,” Cutis replied, grinning. “We’re just getting started.”

From that day on, Lu and Cutis became the comedic stars of the village. Word of their pretend fights and dramatic skits spread quickly. Neighbors came by just to watch the monkey’s hilarious expressions and Cutis’s over-the-top reactions.

And every time Mom pretended to fall for it, it just made Lu giggle more.

Their bond was more than just man and monkey. It was a friendship full of laughter, understanding, and endless joy. In a world that sometimes felt too serious, Cutis and Lu were a reminder that a little fun—especially when shared with someone you love—can go a long way.

So if you ever pass by that happy little farm, listen closely. You might just hear a fake argument, followed by roaring laughter. It’s probably just Cutis and Lu, playing pretend again—teasing Mom, and bringing smiles to everyone around.