Monkey Cubis had always been a playful troublemaker, but on this particular morning, his mischief went far beyond his usual harmless pranks. Aunt was in the kitchen preparing breakfast, and Cubis had been told — very clearly — to stay out of the pantry. But curiosity and a craving for adventure got the better of him.
It all started with the sweet smell of Aunt’s freshly baked banana bread cooling on the counter. Cubis, unable to resist, climbed onto a chair, then onto the table, his little hands reaching for the golden loaf. But the banana bread was only the beginning of his crime spree. Once his tiny fingers got a taste of success, he tiptoed to the pantry door, nudged it open, and discovered a treasure trove of snacks: biscuits, dried fruit, and a jar of honey.
What happened next was chaos. Cubis dipped his hands in the honey jar, smeared it across the floor, and managed to knock over a bag of flour in the process. The kitchen transformed into a sticky, powdery disaster zone within minutes. By the time Aunt walked in, Cubis was sitting proudly in the middle of his “work,” munching on a cookie while covered head to toe in flour and honey.
Aunt gasped, hands on her hips, her eyes wide with disbelief. “Cubis! What have you done?!” she exclaimed. The little monkey tried his usual trick — flashing a cheeky smile and offering her a piece of cookie — but this time, it didn’t work. The mess was too big, the food waste too much, and the clean-up too daunting.
That was the real reason Monkey Cubis was punished. It wasn’t just about the mess; it was about ignoring Aunt’s warnings and creating unnecessary trouble. His punishment was simple but effective: no snacks for the rest of the day, and he had to sit quietly while Aunt cleaned up.
Cubis pouted, clearly unhappy with the consequence, but deep down, he knew he had crossed the line. Still, as he watched Aunt scrub the floor, a mischievous sparkle returned to his eyes — and everyone knew it was only a matter of time before his next big “adventure.”
