Monkey Lyly was always full of energy and curiosity, but today she was feeling extra mischievous. Her mother had just returned from the market with a bag of goodies, including a bright, colorful lollipop. Lyly’s eyes lit up the moment she saw it, but her mother sternly told her, “No lollipops until after dinner!”
At first, Lyly tried to behave. She played with her toys and pretended not to think about the lollipop sitting on the counter. But the temptation was too much. Every time her mother turned her back, Lyly’s eyes would dart toward the shiny wrapper, and her little fingers would twitch with excitement.
Finally, when her mother stepped out to fetch some water, Lyly saw her chance. Quiet as a whisper, she tiptoed to the counter, her tail swishing with excitement. With one quick grab, she snatched the lollipop and darted behind the couch, giggling to herself.
She unwrapped the lollipop with clumsy fingers, her tiny hands trembling with anticipation. The first taste was pure bliss—sweet and tangy, just as she imagined. Lyly was so caught up in her sugary treasure that she didn’t hear her mother come back into the room.
“Lyly!” her mother exclaimed, catching her red-handed. Lyly froze, her mouth full of lollipop and her big eyes wide with guilt. She tried to hide the lollipop behind her back, but it was too late. Her mother crossed her arms, giving her a stern look.
Though her mother was upset, she couldn’t stay mad for long. Lyly’s cheeky grin and sticky face were too adorable to resist. After a gentle scolding, her mother reminded her about the importance of listening.
That day, Lyly learned her lesson—well, sort of. She was still mischievous, but now she always made sure to ask her mom before sneaking a treat.
