Author's note: Before you read Chapter 2, I just want to apologize for the super long delay. I know my excuse is silly, but I really am busy in my life, and now I should have more time to write more chapters. Hopefully :) But thanks for your support anyway! And now on to Chapter 2!

Boxter Hamdon woke up suddenly, he groaned and knew it was too early to wake up. Instinctively, he grabbed his alarm clock and squinted at the time. 5:49AM. Damn, there's still a few hours left but he couldn't sleep. So he laid down on his bed, looking up the ceiling and thought of someone who's on his mind since he lost his memory yesterday: Shezow.

She was pretty, there was no denying that, he knew he shouldn't go after her, but he was curious about his relationship with her, she seemed to be really familiar with him, despite him hating her. Somehow his gut instincts led him to her, he guessed that she was the key to make him regain his memories. And would she even want to talk to him, even though she promised to check on him today? No, he decided, if he were her, he would be creeped out by now and would just avoid him. But he had to try, just for once.

He continued staring at his ceiling, and as a trace of dawn slowly emerged from the window, he had a plan. He sat by the edge of his bed and looked back at his wife, the woman he was supposed to love, the woman he knew he did love, until he lost his memory. Deep down, he hated himself, here is a woman who loves him so much, yet here he was, trying to woo someone else, a younger one, no less.

"Dad?"

Boxter spun around at the source of the voice. Kelly was already up, walking up the front door. "You never wake up early," Kelly wondered.

Boxter panicked a bit and said," I couldn't sleep, Kelly. And where do you think you're going so early?"

"Oh! Um, I need to do some work on the next Shezow convention,"

"Shezow convention? Work? You don't have a job, sweetheart," Boxter thought out loud, and added "At least I remembered you don't,"

"Oh Dad, I'm the president of the Shezow fan club. I'm the one who organises all these activities to help promote Shezow," she proudly answered.

"You're the president, huh? Kelly, do you mind if you wait for me for a while, I need to pass you something. I just need to go out first," Boxter ran to his car, not bothering to hear her reply, he had to do this quick.

He left the house, driving around town to find the perfect shop. Finally, he parked his car and stood by the cashier, "I would like to buy a dozen of your finest roses, sir," he told the florist as he fished out his wallet.

"Ah, she must be one lucky lady," the florist remarked, "Is she the one?"

"Um..I hope so," Boxter flushed, looking away.

"Here's a card to go with it. On the house, my friend," the florist smiled knowingly and handed the package to Boxter, who thanked him and quickly went out of the store.

Boxter sighed in relief, thank goodness his daughter is still waiting for him at the front porch. He handed the roses to her, who looked at it quizzically. "Kelly, please give this to Shezow," he panted out of breath, he had managed to buy some roses and even wrote a letter to Shezow, though not in his best penmanship.

"Why Dad? Is this from you? I thought you hated Shezow?"

"Look, it's to thank her for bringing me home after I lost my memory," he swiftly lied.

"Um, okay then, Dad," Kelly knotted her eyebrows together, feeling suspicious about it, but decided not to question her father.

"Hey, Shezow, your lover sent you some roses," Kelly joked as she walked into the lair. Guy, dressed as Shezow, replied "Very funny, Kel," not even looking up as he played his video game," I'm kinda busy here,"

"Aww, but our dad gave it to you," Kelly answered," Don't y-"

"What?! Dad?!" Guy stopped his game and finally looked up," You're joking right, sis?"

"No, Guy. I'm not, just look," And pushed the roses right in front of him.

"Look, there's a note," Guy opened it, his face falling lower and lower as he read. "Shezow, I know we don't see eye to eye, but ever since I lost my memory, I... What the what?"

"Hey, why did you stop? C'mon Guy, I wanna hear what Dad wrote," Kelly snatched the card away from Guy, and for once, he didn't seem to respond, staring into the wall filled with glamrocks in front of him.

'C'mon it can't be that bad, Dad can be nice when he wants to," Kelly started but kept quiet after that.

"What. Is. This."

"I don't know, I didn't think he'll go that far," Guy finally spoke, as if in a trance.

"That far? Wait, what has he done before? What is this, Guy? She-riously, I demand an answer," She stood right in front of Guy, forcing him to have eye contact with her. Reluctantly, Guy looked straight at her and replied," This might be the most embarrassing thing I'll say, Kel. So listen, I'm never going to repeat this,"

As Guy told her, Kelly showed a multitude of expressions, incredulity, amusement, shock and disbelief. "I wish I could say I don't believe you, but that actually explained a lot. Why he said that he loved Shezow at the dinner table. Why he sent you roses and a love letter," glancing at the bouquet of roses.

"Kel, just stop or I'll puke,"

"Wow, gross enough for someone who wears the same underwear for 2 weeks straight," she retorted back," But then again, this is really gross,"

"That's it, I'm going out to skateboard with Maz,"

"So what are you going to do with this?" she gestured to the roses and the card, just before Guy is leaving the lair.

"What I always do when I'm supposed to do my chores: I ignore it,"