It was a sunny morning in the house, and the sweet smell of freshly baked cake filled the air. Mom had just finished making a delicious chocolate cake and placed it carefully on the table to cool. The aroma drifted through the room, catching the attention of none other than the mischievous little monkey—Lyly!
Her big round eyes sparkled the moment she saw the cake. “Just one bite,” she whispered to herself, tiptoeing closer. But before she could touch it, Mom’s voice rang out, “Lyly! Don’t you dare touch that cake. It’s for later!” Lyly froze, pretending to look innocent, but inside her mind, a sneaky little plan was already forming.
The moment Mom left the room, Lyly climbed up onto the table and gazed at the cake again. She wanted it so badly! Then, with a clever grin, she decided that if she couldn’t eat it now, she would hide it until she could. Quietly, she took the cake, piece by piece, and carried it behind the sofa. She even covered it with a towel she found nearby, proud of her genius plan.
When Mom returned, she gasped. “Where’s the cake?!” Lyly sat nearby, pretending to groom her fur, acting as innocent as an angel. But her little tail twitched nervously, giving away her secret. Mom raised an eyebrow, suspicious. “Lyly… do you know something about this?”
Lyly avoided eye contact, but when Mom started checking under the table and behind the chair, the guilty monkey couldn’t resist peeking to see if her hiding spot was safe. That was all it took—Mom spotted her glance and discovered the hidden cake!
“Lyly!” Mom said, trying not to laugh. “You naughty little monkey!”
Lyly looked embarrassed but then gave her sweetest smile, offering Mom a small piece of the cake she’d hidden. Mom couldn’t stay mad for long. They shared a laugh, and Lyly learned—at least for that day—that honesty (and patience) taste even better than chocolate cake.
