The Monkey & The Monster
By: Jay Pijut
Published: July 13, 2025
Once upon a time, in a world where creativity roamed wild and free, there was a little red monkey named Krista. Now, this wasn’t just any monkey. Little red monkeys were rare. They were said to be born with so much creative fire burning inside them that their fur turned a blazing shade of red. And Krista was the reddest of them all.
Krista had spent years swinging through the jungle of art and design, leaving trails of brilliance wherever she went. She worked on big projects, small projects, projects that made people smile, and projects that made them think. Eventually, she started her own little monkey business, crafting beautiful things for people all over the world. But running a monkey business was hard, and no matter how much creative fire she had, sometimes it just wasn’t enough.
One day, while gazing at the horizon, Krista saw what she thought was a mountain. But as she looked closer, she realized it wasn’t a mountain at all. It was moving, breathing, looming. It was a monster, a massive, towering Kaiju, the kind of monster that could block out the sun. Most creatures ran from the sight of it, terrified of its size and power. But Krista was curious.
This monster’s name was Jay, and Jay was… complicated. He had been around for a long time. He’d seen everything there was to see and done everything there was to do, or at least it felt that way. Once, his roar shook the heavens, and his footsteps made the earth tremble. But over the years, the monster had grown bored. The world had lost its sparkle, and he felt like there were no new challenges left.
People who knew Jay understood that he was kind, until it was time not to be kind. He was a grumpy, old beast with a sharp wit and sharper claws. Most were too scared to approach, but underneath all that grumpiness, there was still a fire. It was just buried, buried so deep that even Jay had forgotten it was there.
One day, a mutual friend introduced the little red monkey to the giant monster. They started working on some small projects together, nothing too serious. But something happened that neither of them expected: they were impressed. The monster hadn’t been impressed in years, and the monkey had never met anything quite like the monster.
The monster was blown away by the monkey’s creative spark. It was electric, buzzing with energy he hadn’t felt in ages. And the monkey was stunned by the monster’s wisdom. Jay could see things from miles away, problems, solutions, opportunities, all because he was so damn big. Together, they were unstoppable.
They kept working on little things here and there, both feeling that something bigger was lurking just out of sight. Until one day, the monster spoke:
“Monkey, you’ve got a spark that’s been missing from this world for a long time. And when I’m around you, it lights a fire in me that I thought was long gone.”
The monkey grinned. “Well, Monster, you can see farther than anyone I’ve ever met. You see things before they even happen, and that helps me make my art better than ever.”
They looked at each other, and in that moment, they knew they were meant to be a team. Together, they could create things that no one else could, beautiful, powerful, unforgettable things. The monkey could climb up on the monster’s shoulders and see far, far ahead, while the monster could feel that old fire roaring back to life.
And so, they made a pact. The monkey and the monster would build things together, things that would make the world stop and stare. Things that would shake the heavens and make the earth tremble once more.
Then they turned to face the world, standing tall, one on the other’s shoulders, and they said, “We’re here to kick ass and chew bubblegum. And we’re All Outta Bubblegum.”
And that’s exactly what they did. They kicked ass.