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Okay! I wrote a sequel to "Dear Daddy"! I was kind of bored, and this popped into my head. It's not supposed to be as sad as the other fic, so don't be disappointed. This takes place in the seven years between Cell and the tournament. Okay? Okay.
This is also short. Oh well, no ones perfect. ^_^
Enjoy!
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Dear Daddy,
Hi! You don't know me, but I'm your son. Mr. Piccolo said that I could write a letter to you and that he'd deliver it. I've never seen him so nice to anyone besides Gohan. I never knew what was up with that.
Well, you probably want to know some things about me. I'm only 7 years old, but I feel really strong. Gohan says that I'm stronger than most kids my age. Isn't that cool? Fighting is fun, especially with Trunks. Trunks is my best friend. He's one year older than me, and is Vegeta's son. I think you've met him before. Trunks also has a future version of himself that visits sometimes. He says that he never knew you in that timeline, but you were nice to him when he first came to our timeline. He's wicked cool.
I hope you'll be happy to know that I train. Mom trains me while Gohan's at school. I never knew she was a fighter. She trains me really hard. Boy, is she strong! I never like to hit her, but she says it's the only way I'll get stronger. She says that you would have trained me, so she felt like it was the least she could do. She trained me so hard that one time, my hair turned gold and my eyes turned green. Mom stopped and cried. I thought I hurt her, but then she mumbled something about me being a "super Saya-Jin". What's that? I never understood it. I eventually learned how to control it and power up when I needed to. Trunks, Vegeta, and Gohan can all go Super Saya-Jin too. I guess that makes me the youngest!
Sometimes, at night, I'll be walking past Mom's room. I see her in there crying and holding a picture. She misses you so much. Why don't you come back, and then I can meet you? She never talks about you, and if I ask, she cries. I hate to see her so sad. Gohan never talks about you either. He'll just mumble something about being his fault, and he goes on training or doing whatever. Why are they so sad? Everyone tells me that they feel bad for me for not knowing you. Vegeta even tells me that, and he's told me that he hates you. Everyone else seems to love you, so why doesn't he? That's a mystery within itself!
But Daddy? Will you come back and see me? Will you come back and complete our family? Everyone says that you're a great guy, and that you love us to death. If you do, why did you leave? You could have waited until I was born. Then I would know what everyone is always talking about. I hear some of the greatest things about you.
I hear that you're the strongest person in the universe, even stronger than Trunk's dad. I hear that you're kind and giving, and that you show your opponents mercy and compassion. You don't use any violence unless you truly need to. I also hear that the only thing you love more than fighting is your family.
You're family needs you now. We're in a time of peace. I was told that there hasn't been any in a long, long time. Everyone misses you Dad. We all need you, not just me. I wish you were here right now. Not just for me, but mostly for Mom and Gohan. They miss you the most. Sometimes, when I'm spar with Gohan, he'll tell me how much I look and act like you. I'd like to see it for myself.
I have to go. Piccolo is standing here, and he looks bored. Good Bye.
From,
Goten
p.s. Gohan hasn't told me a lot about you, but there's one thing he always says. He says you're like an angel from Heaven.
Bye
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"Are you done?" Piccolo looked down at Goten. "Remember, I'm only doing this once. I don't want this turning into a weekly thing."
"Yup! All done Mr. Piccolo!" Goten smiled up at Piccolo, and handed him the letter. "Thank you, Mr. Piccolo."
Piccolo put his hand on Goten's head. "You're welcome. I'll be back soon. Maybe your father will answer back" Piccolo turned away and flew up into the sky.
"Bye Mr. Piccolo!" Goten yelled. He watched Piccolo turn into a dot, and then disappear.
"I hope he answers," Goten whispered to himself. He then turned, and walked into the house.
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How'd you like it? I didn't make it as sad as my other fic (The original "Dear Daddy". If you haven't read that, you might want to.) on purpose. This is just supposed to be a letter to Goku from Goten, and all of Goten's questions and stuff. It's not filled with anger and stuff, like Videl's letter to Mr. Satan.
You probably didn't like it as much either, but whatever. Someone out there will like it. Well, I'll probably write another chapter, I don't know. Anyway, review please!