Everyone in the house noticed something was off with Auntie today. Normally calm, funny, and full of cuddles, she was stomping around with her arms crossed and a deep frown on her face. And the reason? One very mischievous little monkey—Cubis!
It all started early in the morning when Auntie had just finished cleaning the house. The floor was spotless, the cushions were fluffed, and everything was in perfect order. She went to make a cup of tea, humming a tune, feeling proud of her work. But in the five minutes she was gone… disaster struck.
Cubis had found a bag of flour.
With his usual wild curiosity and energy, Cubis tore the bag open and whoosh! White powder went flying through the air. He jumped in it, rolled in it, and ran all over the house leaving flour paw prints everywhere! When Auntie came back, she gasped so loud, Cubis froze mid-flour toss.
“A CUBIS!!!” she yelled, her voice echoing off the walls.
Her little face was red, not just from anger, but from pure shock. All her hard work… gone! Cubis peeked from behind a chair, knowing he was in big trouble. Auntie didn’t yell more—she just gave him that look. You know the one that says, “I love you, but I am NOT happy right now!”
But here’s the surprise: after a deep breath and a long clean-up, Auntie sat Cubis down and asked, “Why did you do that?”
With a pout and big eyes, Cubis simply said, “I was trying to make snow… for you.”
Auntie’s heart melted.
She sighed, pulled Cubis into a hug (flour and all), and said, “Next time, just ask first, snow monkey.”
Sometimes, even the angriest moments come from love… and a little too much imagination! 🐵💨❤️
