"No"
"Please Stop"
"I already gave you toys to play with!" Cried Don walking to baby Artemisia as she tried to put another tool in her wet slobbery mouth. Don would move the tools away from her and push her toys closer to her. That would action would be rewarded with her kicking her toys away and reaching for his tools whining. Don signed heavily.
"Ok how about I give you something else something that's not a toy, or a tool!" compromised Don standing in front of Artemisia. She looked up and smiled, she didn't understand, she's just a tiny baby turtle sitting on his table watching him work. He didn't understand why he had to stay behind to watch her. Leo told him to save her it she should be Leo's responsibility! Artemisia smiled and started to giggle flailing her arms about.
"Mmmm and why are you so happy?" asked Don sitting in his chair in front of her. For a baby she sure doesn't move or cry a lot. Which gave her brothers the freedom to be able to leave her and still do other things. As long long she was surrounded by pillows. Just in case she decided to randomly do a small jump having her fall backwards. She would do that to her enjoyment of scaring the hell outta Leo. The only thing she didn't like was being alone. For some reason when someone. Left even if it was to grab something, and come right back. She would wail as loud as she can crocodile tear streaming down her face until the turtle came back. Don rubbed his face, babysitting wasn't his strong suit.
"How do people handle things like this?" began Don slamming his head on the table. Artemisia only giggled at her brother's sudden movement. She reached for his bandana and in her tiny grasp she tried to pull it off. After a few tries it wouldn't budge so she took the ends and began munching. Don sighed heavily.
"You know, I only have 3 left, but it's ok. Not like I needed it anyways" signed Don taking his mask off and giving it Artemisia. He could never understand these tiny babies but doesn't mean he wouldn't try. Don stood up and walked back to his machine finally able to focus on his machine, but still throwing glances at the baby. Who was still entirely entertain by a purple mask than a huge mutant turtle building a machine in the New York swers.