Ash, the mature baby

Many hours later, Sue stands up from her chair and stretches her back. Still not done with that one cloth she's currently working on, she indulgently smiles and lifts Ash from her sea of toys.

She was slightly surprised that the little girl didn't disturb her much through the course of her work and neither did she ask for food. Sue cradles her in her hands as she takes her to a proper bed in the corner of her workstation.

"Such a mature baby you are." Sue whispers as she pats Ash's cheeks tenderly. The cute girl smiles in her sleep and adjusts her sleeping position.

As Sue makes to leave, she feels a small pull on her smallest finger. Ash was holding on to it. Sue melts down beside her daughter and kisses her finger.

After sometime, Sue sleeps off at the feet of her child's small bed.

Hours later, but what seems like just minutes to Sue, Ash wakes her up, crying.

Sue fully wakes up and grabs her. "What is it bear?"

Ash quiets down and reduces her tears to sniffles. Ash makes a face a