Disclaimers:
I don't own DBZ/GT, Akira Toryama does.
Author's
note: this is from little Trunks to Vegeta , and it's father's day...I hope you
like it!
Please,
correct my grammar, I'm brazilian...my e-mail: eazul@openlink.com.br
"for my
daddy"
It was the
father's day. A 8 year old Trunks was in his room, trying to write a little
poem to Vegeta. Since he didn't know what kind of gift his dad would like,
Trunks decided that it was better to write something to him. But it had to be
very special...
So finally
Trunks had the idea, and wrote everything in a little and cute paper...
Vegeta was
training (who doesn't know...) in his so beloved gravity room. He didn't even
know that it was father's day, he had no idea of the meaning of this day. Then
he heard his son's little voice:
"dad, come
here only a minute!"
"what do
you want, brat, can't you see I'm busy now?"
"please,
dad, I need to give you something!"
Vegeta got
out of the room and asked:
"what is
it, brat, it must be very important for you to make me get out of my gravity
room!"
Trunks gave
Vegeta a little paper and said:
"happy
father's day, daddy! This is a poem that I did for you! I hope you like it!"
"brat, I
don't have time for your foolish human things! I won't read it!"
"please,
daddy, take the paper... you don't have to read it now..."
Trunks made
a crying face and Vegeta got the paper, 'cause he didn't want to hear anoying
sounds... Then Vegeta continued with
his training for some hours.
When he
decided to stop, he went to take a shower
but he remembered the little paper his son had givven to him. Since he
was curios, he decided to read:
"my daddy"
"my daddy
is great
and I wanted to say
that I wish
to him
a happy
father's day
my daddy is
the best
he taught
me how to fight
he'll
always be my hero
I want to
hug him tight
My daddy is
a prince;
The
strongest sayan
I'm very
happy
Of being
his son
I always
train
For him to
see
That he can
really
Be proud of
me
You are
great, daddy
I hope you
know
And I have
to say
That I love
you so"
Vegeta red
the poem, and he didn't say anything. But he walked to his room and put the
little paper in a very special place, where he used to put everything that
Trunks and Bulma had givven to him...
And he
whispered: "thank you, son."