You where sitting in a tube drawing, as your creator, Dr. Donatello sits outside it taking notes. You rarely left the tube, but when you did you stayed by his side. You felt a gush of wind, you turn to see Your creator, he picked you up and carried you over to the lab table. He placed you down and got a case, when he opened it you realised it was time to take your weekly "medicine"

he lifts your chin up softly"say aahhhhhh"even though he never showed emotion, he was still nice and caring