AN~ It was too perfect. And I mean the chapter was crap, but the idea was still solid.
They're chimpanzees, thank you very much.
The little girl-person one just called them monkeys. Again. Even though she'd been told by the taller girl-person, the one with pale fur, that they were chimpanzees. Even though the general had told both of them time and time again what they were.
Why could nobody tell the difference? It had taken the pale girl-person days to get it, and even now she still slipped up. It was like that banana-colored book! Curious something. He wasn't a monkey, either, but the book tried to tell everyone that he was. Monkeys have tails. The curious one in the book didn't have a tail.
And why didn't he have a tail?
Because he wasn't a monkey! Monkeys are a separate breed, and not a better one. Chimpanzees hate monkeys as much as the general hates that boy named after kitchenware. Monkeys don't get books about them, they just steal books about chimpanzees. Monkeys are stupid. They don't follow orders- they don't know how. They can't work explosives. The fact that the general has an army of chimpanzees should, alone, be enough to convince everyone that chimpanzees are far superior.
Now some chimpanzees have a bomb to design, because unlike stupid monkeys, they know how. They're smart.