Your origins were unknown, but you were a child inside a monster’s body.

Your father refused letting you take one step outside in the factory. You don’t know why, The Doctor always make you trap inside of a room. A room where no monsters or intruders come inside to take you away or…something, but he would be damned if something EVER happened to you. His precious darling child…

You stayed under your bed, as you would clung on that teddy plush that you had no idea where it came from, but you still felt like a connection towards the stuff small animal. You burped as a bone, your dinner, been thrown across the room from your mouth.

The eye appeared in the television monitor in the corner of the room, his one eye soften as the sight of you. Small and clueless little monster. He didn’t had any physical appearance, so he would often watches you amusingly, unable to touch you, hug you, or kiss you. He was just a Television monitor now…Despite not having a facial expression, but his tone of his deep low calming voice had emotions, ”Excuse you, my Darling dear…” As he said after you burped with no manners.