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Author's Note: I went back and started reading story over and I realized that I could write it MUCH better. In my opinion it was poorly written and really needs a major edit! I also figured that instead of having eight extremely short chapters I was going to make it four long chapters rewriting two chapters at a time and placing them into one big chapter. Well here's the new revised version of Show and Tell.

Chi Chi sat gracefully down in the comfortable chair and began reading a book waiting for her youngest child to come home from school. She let out a soft sigh as she thought about her youngest boy, Goten. Goten, reminded her so much of her husband. His strong features and looks could almost depict the same appearance Goku had a young child. Their personalities matched perfectly; both had kindred hearts but were quite naive.

She missed Goku so much that it hurt. Goten was a strong reasoning for this considering that he would probably never see his father ever. Suddenly there was a slam coming from the door in the foyer. She could here the small pattering of feet coming toward the living room where she was seated.

"Mom, I'm home!" Goten came running through the door to embrace his mother in a hug.

"How was school today, dear." She asked.

"My teacher, said that on Friday we we're going to have a special show and tell. It's where you bring you dad to school and you tell the class all the great things about him. Chi Chi lifted the small boy into her arms. A small, sad tear fell from her petite face. Goten looked up at his saddened mother.

"Mom, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Before she could answer the door opened and Gohan came inside.

"How are you guys doi-…Mom what's the matter?

"I told Mom about bring your father to school day and she started to cry. I feel really awful now." Goten slowly hung his head low showing he was saddened and also ashamed as if he had hurt his mother.

Gohan sauntered over to the chair where his mother and brother sat. He leaned over to scoop up Goten from his mother's arms. "Let's let mom have some time to herself. I also need to talk to you, Goten."

~*~

The two boys went upstairs and into Gohan's room. The room was filled with silence until Goten spoke up.

"Why was Mom upset? Did I do something wrong?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, Goten. Mom just got upset about the mentioning of dad."

"Why?"

"Before you were born dad was killed in a battle and wasn't able to be wished back. We all miss him so much."

"But mom said he went on a very, very long vacation and might not be back."

"Are you sure mom told you that, Goten."

"Yes." Goten looked up toward Gohan with a questioning look upon his face. "So does that mean mom lied to me?"

"She just wanted to protect you for the time being. She didn't want for you to be upset about not having a father while you were still young."

"Oh. Gohan, can you tell me about dad?"

"Sure. Well, dad was very similar to you. He looked and acted like you. You're practically a smaller version of him." Goten smiled brightly as Gohan compared himself to his dad. " He was a very brave man with the kindest, purest, heart imaginable. There was no other man who would ever be as great as dad was." Gohan's eyes start to water. " I miss him so much!" Goten wrapped his arms around his brother. " I don't know him but I know I already miss him." Gohan looked down at his little brother and smiled then wrapped his arms tightly around him.

~*~

It was Friday morning, the day for show and tell. Goten was seated on the bus heading for school. The boy who usually sat next to him who was in his class wasn't present on the bus that day. Probably getting a ride from his daddy. Goten thought to himself while letting out a soft, sad sigh.

The night before he had been searching for a picture to show to his class. He looked through all the photo albums seeking the perfect picture of his dad. There were so many of them he couldn't decide which one to choose. He was specifically looking for a picture with the whole family in it. He was able to find a plentiful amount of those but he couldn't find one with himself present in it.

The bus came up and drove into the school lot. The hurriedly kids scrambled out making their way into the school and into their proper classrooms. He saw some of his classmates heading into the school; each of them was holding hands with a male adult. Goten sighed. He looked down at the picture he was holding. In the picture was his father at Christmas time sitting almost under the tree with a stocking placed upon his lap. Of course one hand was exploring the inside of the stocking and the other hand he was holding a piece of chocolate ready to put into his mouth. A small smile crept across his face. He liked this picture because it reminded him of himself.

Inside the class Goten purposely tried to not notice the other kids around him. He hung up his coat on the rack along with his book bag. He sauntered over to his seat at a large, round table. There he was surrounded by children and their fathers, giggling, smiling, and giving them sweet and loving hugs.

"Hey where's your dad?" Goten turned around to see one of his friends named Seika.

"Well my dad died before I was born." He answered back solemnly.

"That's too bad. My parents got divorced about a year ago and my dad moved somewhere in Europe. I'm not sure where though. He said he wished he could of come but obviously he can't. It's too far away."

"Oh." Goten wasn't exactly sure what to say. He didn't even know what a divorce was.

"Okay kids." Said the teacher "Lets all come sit on the rug now. The adults can sit on the chairs if they'd like. Now let's begin."

Goten sat their waiting listening to the children tell the class abut their dad's. They would talk about their occupations, what things they liked, and then would tell about how much they loved them then would give each a big hug.

"Goten. It's your turn."

Goten slowly got up. He wasn't sure he really wanted to do this. It wasn't exactly easy telling a room full of people that your dad was dead. He stood up in front of the class and cleared his throat holding up his picture.

"This is my daddy and….and …he's…dead" Goten couldn't take it anymore. "I don't have a daddy." He gripped the picture tightly and ran toward the door. He was a lot faster then any of the other people in the class so he escaped easily. He ran into the bathroom and locked himself in one of the stalls. He sat up on the toilet and drew his knees up under his chin and hung his head low. Small, sad sobs escaped his eyes and ran down his pale cheeks.

A/N: I was rereading the original version and I noticed at one part I wrote pacifically instead of specifically. How embarrassing! Well hope you enjoy it so far!! Stay Spiffy!