At home, the monkey family usually lived in harmony — playing, cuddling, and enjoying their snacks together. But today, everything changed.
Minea, the little queen of the house, was furious.
She had just gotten into a spat with Mako, her cheeky companion. He had stolen her favorite toy — again. She screeched in frustration, but instead of chasing Mako, she turned to “Daddy” — their human caretaker — and let out a loud, dramatic cry.
She glared at him as if saying, “Why didn’t you stop him?”
Daddy, startled and half-laughing, tried to calm her down with a gentle voice and a piece of banana. But Minea wasn’t having it. She stomped (as much as a small monkey can), crossed her arms, and huffed on the couch like a moody teenager.
Mako, meanwhile, peeked from behind the curtains with the toy still in his hands — looking both guilty and proud.
Eventually, Daddy scooped Minea up, gave her some cuddles, and promised to sort things out. She softened, slowly relaxing in his arms, but not without shooting Mako one last sharp look.
