Monkey Cubis had one clear goal that morning: coffee time with Dad. He had seen it happen every dayâDad walking happily with a warm cup in his hand, sitting down, and relaxing. In Cubisâs mind, coffee time meant snacks, attention, and a cozy seat. So when Dad headed toward the kitchen, Cubis followed closely, determined not to miss out.
Trouble started almost immediately. On the way, Cubis spotted the coffee beans. The smell fascinated him. Before anyone could react, he grabbed a handful and dashed across the room. Beans scattered everywhere as Cubis proudly stuffed one into his mouth, instantly making a face. Bitter. Very bitter. He spat it out dramatically, looking offended, as if the coffee had personally betrayed him.
Still curious, Cubis climbed onto the counter, reaching for the coffee cup. That was mistake number two. His tail knocked over a spoon, which clanged loudly against the floor. Startled, Cubis jumpedâright into the sugar jar. White powder puffed into the air like a tiny explosion, covering his face and hands.
Dad turned around just in time to see a âsugar ghostâ staring back at him. Cubis froze, eyes wide, completely shocked by his own reflection in the shiny kettle. Slowly, he looked at Dad and gave an innocent smile, as if to say, This wasnât me.
But the chaos wasnât over. While trying to escape, Cubis slipped on the spilled beans and slid straight into a stack of napkins, dragging them across the floor. The kitchen now looked like a coffee shop after a hurricane. Dad couldnât help but laugh, even while shaking his head.
Cubis, realizing he was in big trouble, tried to make peace. He carefully picked up a napkin and offered it to Dad like a gift. Then he climbed onto Dadâs shoulder and hugged his neck tightly, hoping affection would erase his crimes.
In the end, the coffee was remade, the mess was cleaned, and Cubis sat quietly beside Dadâat least for five minutes. Coffee time may have caused big trouble, but it also delivered big laughs. And with Monkey Cubis around, even a simple cup of coffee is never boring.
