ChiChi’s fur bristled as she let out an ear-piercing scream. Her tiny hands clenched into fists, and her tail twitched with frustration. Across from her, Linda stood with a smug look, having just pushed ChiChi off the little wooden ledge they were both sitting on.
ChiChi was furious. She had been happily playing, minding her own business, when suddenly—bam!—Linda had shoved her right off, making her tumble onto the dusty floor. The shock quickly turned into anger, and now she was letting everyone know about it.
She stomped her tiny feet, her little face scrunching up as she let out another loud, dramatic yell. Linda, now realizing she had messed with the wrong monkey, started to back away slowly.
“Don’t you run!” ChiChi screeched, scrambling up to her feet. She puffed up her chest and took a bold step forward. She wanted revenge.
Linda, being the sneaky troublemaker she was, suddenly giggled and climbed up onto a tree branch, swinging just out of ChiChi’s reach. This made ChiChi even angrier. She jumped up and down, yelling as if the whole jungle needed to hear her complaint.
Their mom, hearing the commotion, rushed over. Seeing ChiChi’s red face and flailing arms, she sighed. “ChiChi, calm down,” she said, scooping the little monkey up.
But ChiChi wasn’t done yet. She kept pointing at Linda, still scolding her loudly in her own monkey way. Linda just smirked from above, clearly enjoying the drama she had created.
Even though she was now in her mom’s arms, ChiChi still huffed and pouted. This wasn’t over. Next time, she’d make sure Linda got a taste of her own medicine.
