Arthur was certainly unsure of having kids again, but somehow he ended up being a father again, and a single one.

The newborn, and baby phase were peaceful, to say the least, until you started teething.

You couldn't sleep if he wasn't with you all night, you couldn't go without crying if he wasn't with you all day, you basically couldn't exist if he wasn't with you.

With every day passing you get more and more grumpy , and Arthur was getting desperate, he doesn't know what to do. "Come on, just calm down already, you ain't dying" He said a bit annoyed as you started crying like for the 20Th time this day. He is starting to considerate asking for help to someone who have had kids in the camp. He knows teething sucks, that it hurts your little gums, but too much fuss for it.