It was a small baby girl. She had short violet hair, black buds on the side of her head, and wore a violet petal dress and jacket with gold trim. The baby was quiet and pain struck at his heart: she looked like Cosmo. He carefully picked her up, careful of her neck, and bounced her gently. Her eyes shot open, revealing a startling blue.

She looked quizzicly at him and he attempted a smile, "Hello."

Her bottom lip quivered and she began to cry.

His eyes widened, "Oh no, don't cry!"

She continued to wail and he heard worried footsteps coming up the stairs. He turned to the window and flew out, going to his workshop. She was still crying when he landed, so he hurried inside, and tried to figure out what was wrong. She's probably hungry, he realized. His mind panicked as to what to feed her, but once he entered the workshop, she began to lean eagerly towards the fridge.

He figured that milk would probably do, so he opened the fridge, and then realized another problem: he didn't have a bottle. He ran into his workshop, set the screaming child on the sofa, and quickly fashoned a glass bottle. He picked her up, carried her into the kitchen, and fed her.

Once the bottle was in her mouth, her eyes drooped, and by the time the bottle was halfway gone, she was asleep. He put the bottle and milk in the fridge, then went into his room. He set the baby on his bed, then quietly went back to his workshop, and spent the rest of the night making bottles, and a crib.

The crib was made of metal, but he put a wood covering over it, and then he hung a mobile that he'd made. He put the crib in his room, then looked at the sleeping child. She'd already grown about six inches and her thumb was in her small mouth. His mouth was agape as he tried to calculate how she'd managed to grow that fast.

He shook the thought from his mind and placed her in the crib. She stirred slightly, but soon relaxed, and slept. He sighed with relief, walked over to his bed, and quickly fell asleep.

Her screams woke him up and he sleepily walked over to the crib. He carefully picked her up and patted her gently on the back. She stopped crying and nuzzled into his shoulder.

"What am I going to name you?" he wondered aloud.

She hiccuped and her little blue eyes widened in surprise, "Hic! Hic! Hic!"

She looked at him with confusion and he smiled, "Looks like someone's got the hiccups."

"Hic!"

He laughed, "That still doesn't help with your name..."

"Hic!"

He tried to think, whenever Cosmo had talke about her family, they seemed to either have names about the earth or space. Suddenly it dawned on him and he smiled proudly.

"I'll call you Midna," he pronounced, having picked the name for her dark colored hair, that reminded him of the night sky.

Her eyes twinkled and she cooed, then hiccuped again. She seemed to glare at herself, then happily cooed, and snuggled closer to him. He patted her on the back and walked into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and pulled out the bottle. Once her eyes rested on it, she began to scream, and waved her hands at it. He laughed and began to feed her.

The whole time, she just watched him, her blue eyes searching over him quizzicly. Once it was gone, he was at a loss of what to do. So he went into the living room, flipped the tv on, laid a blanket on the ground, and put her on it.

She squealed and reached for him, "Uh! Uh!"

He hesitated and she began to cry. He quickly picked her up and she quickly calmed down. She cooed and began to suck on her thumb.

He chuckled, "You certainly are clingy, aren't you Midna?"

She gurgled in response and squealed with happiness. He settled onto the couch, resting his arm on the rest so that holding her wasn't so tiring, and looked down at her. She yawned and her eyes began to droop. He stroked her hair and she quickly fell asleep.

He looked at her peaceful face and hapiness coursed through him. He went into his room, put her in the crib, and quietly left. Once he did that, he went into the workshop, and tried to think of something that he could make. He could get started on something for the future, like a highchair, so he did, and within two hours it was done.

Midna began to scream, signaling that she was awake, and he went into the room. He blinked in surprise, she had grown another few inches, and was standing up, clinging to the bars of the crib. She cocked her head and cooed. He picked her up, surprised at her sudden growth, and took her into the workshop.

He laid out the blanket again, laid her down on it, and was even more surprised when she crawled over to him. She snuggled his foot and raised her hands in an inclination that she wanted to be held. He relented and picked her up.

She kept her head raised and met him eye to eye. She poked his nose and began to giggle. He laughed, then set her back down on the blanket.

She began to cry again and he picked her up, "Okay, okay. It's okay Midna."

"Mmmnnnn," she furrowed her eyebrows, trying to say it, "Mna."

He blinked, "Good job!"

She smiled toothlessly, "Mna!"

He laughed, "That's right," he pointed to her, "Midna," he pointed to himself, "Tails."

"Tils!" she gigled, "Tils! Tils!"

He grinned, "Very good! You're a very smart baby."

"Biby," she repeated seriously.

"Yes, baby," he said slowly.

"Es!" she exclaimed, "Mna! Tils! Tils! Tils! Bibi!"

She already knew four words, his heart filled with joy, "Good job Midna."

She giggled and poked his nose, "Tils!"

"That's right," he encouraged.

She squealed and pointed at the ceiling, "Bibi!"

"No, that's the ceiling," he explained.

She furrowed her eyebrows again, "...BIBI!"

He laughed, "Ceiling," he repeated slowly.

She smiled, "Bibi!"

He sighed, "Okay."

She clapped her hands together and her eyes widened at the sound. She smiled mischeviously and continued to clap loudly.

"Bibi! Bibi!"

He shook his head and set her down, "Just one minute, okay? My arms hurt."

"No!" she yelled, "No! No! No! Tils! Tils! TILS!"

"Okay, okay!" he exclaimed picking her back up, "You certainly are clingy."

Daw...man, even I think it's cute! Read, review, and enjoy por favor! (- haha, spanish) ~tfflv