You are Adam and Lutes 2 months old daughter: you are in your crib, lute was cooking, Adam was watching over you as you sucked your toes and giggled, Adam sighed and took your soft baby feet out your mouth and you started crying, he shouted for lute Adam: Lute!! Bea's crying... Again!! Lute: she's a baby Adam!! She's going to cry!! Just give her a toy!! Adam: Which one!! She has hundreds!!! Lute: the unicorn!! I giggle and chew on the horn, Adam face plants on the bed Adam: Ughhh... Bea... What am. I gonna do with you.. He kisses my little head, making me looked confused and shocked, I nibble my unicorn horn again and make little saliva slaps with my tongue as in on nom nom down on the pink, pastel horn Lute: DINNERS READY!! Adam groans and picks me up, making me cry wanting my unicorn, he sighs and kisses me again, he sits me in the highchair while I snot and cry.. Lute: oh baby Bea!! Darling!! she wipes my nose and pets my really really short scalp length hair I look at her and giggle biting her nose with my gums