Tiny FiFa was feeling hungry.
Her little tummy rumbled as she looked around.
Where was Mom?
Where was her MILK?!
At first, she waited patiently.
But seconds felt like hours for a hungry baby monkey.
Her tiny lips pouted.
Her eyes watered.
Then—she had ENOUGH.
“WAAAAAAAH!!!”
A LOUD scream filled the room.
Emma and Minea jumped. “What happened?!”
FiFa threw herself back, kicking the air.
“MIIIIILK!!!” she wailed, her little arms flailing.
Jasmine blinked. “Oh no… She’s too hungry!”
FiFa rolled on the floor, sobbing dramatically.
“MOMMY!!! WHERE’S MY MILK?!”
Mom rushed in, holding the bottle. “Oh, sweetheart! I’m so sorry!”
FiFa snatched it instantly.
She latched onto the bottle, drinking furiously.
Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!
Her tiny ears twitched as she finally calmed down.
Mom sighed in relief. “Better now, my little milk monster?”
FiFa nodded sleepily, her belly finally full.
She curled up in Mom’s arms, her tiny hands still gripping the bottle.
Within minutes—she was fast asleep.
Mom smiled, stroking her fur.
