An: hi everybody! i decided to give you a epilogue so you know how it turns out. r&r.
disclaimer:i don't own digimon.
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Secret Child
'Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Dominic! Happy Birthday to you!'
A now twelve-year-old boy blew out the candles on his birthday cake, leaving only one burning. The boy had blondish-brown hair and steel-blue eyes.
"Ha! One girlfriend there kido!" a blond man with saphire eyes grinned,"Who is it?"
"I don't have a girlfriend, Uncle Tk!" Dominic shouted at his uncle.
"Sure you don't," Dominic's father teased.
"I DON'T!" Dominic yelled. Everyone laughed at the boy's rage.
"Enough, all of you." Mimi ordered in a very serious tone.
"Aww... come on Mees! Don't be a killjoy!" Matt complained.
"She's right, Matt. Stop harassing your son," Sora ordered. Matt sighed, exasperated.
"Why do you two always side up? It isn't fair!" Matt protested.
"Because Mom feels sorry for Sora 'cause she married you?" Dominic put in helpfully. Everyone laughed at Dominic's comment. Matt looked at Mimi to see what she thought of her son's comment. She was laughing. After two years of trying to maintain a relationship, Matt and Mimi split up. Mimi was right. They were different people and they couldn't get along. Mimi was the one who suggested that Matt and Sora get together and Matt was grateful. Mimi was fine as well. She had her own family with Mikel. The whole situation was hard on Dominic at times, but he liked the idea of being the eldest in two sets of families. Plus he got more presents at Christmas and his birthdays.
"That's so not fair!" Matt said. Dominic grinned.
"So can I open presents?"
"No," "Yes"
The digidestined, Dominic's grandparents, and Matt, Mimi, Sora, and Mikel watched as Dominic tore into his presents. They watched as the child that was kept a secret for the first six-months of his life laugh and smile as he opened a picture frame full of pictures of himsel growing up.
'And to think, I was scared to let them know about Dominic' Mimi thought with a smile.
End
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an: don't flame me! i know my story sucks! just remember its a happy ending!
disclaimer:i don't own digimon.
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Secret Child
'Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Dominic! Happy Birthday to you!'
A now twelve-year-old boy blew out the candles on his birthday cake, leaving only one burning. The boy had blondish-brown hair and steel-blue eyes.
"Ha! One girlfriend there kido!" a blond man with saphire eyes grinned,"Who is it?"
"I don't have a girlfriend, Uncle Tk!" Dominic shouted at his uncle.
"Sure you don't," Dominic's father teased.
"I DON'T!" Dominic yelled. Everyone laughed at the boy's rage.
"Enough, all of you." Mimi ordered in a very serious tone.
"Aww... come on Mees! Don't be a killjoy!" Matt complained.
"She's right, Matt. Stop harassing your son," Sora ordered. Matt sighed, exasperated.
"Why do you two always side up? It isn't fair!" Matt protested.
"Because Mom feels sorry for Sora 'cause she married you?" Dominic put in helpfully. Everyone laughed at Dominic's comment. Matt looked at Mimi to see what she thought of her son's comment. She was laughing. After two years of trying to maintain a relationship, Matt and Mimi split up. Mimi was right. They were different people and they couldn't get along. Mimi was the one who suggested that Matt and Sora get together and Matt was grateful. Mimi was fine as well. She had her own family with Mikel. The whole situation was hard on Dominic at times, but he liked the idea of being the eldest in two sets of families. Plus he got more presents at Christmas and his birthdays.
"That's so not fair!" Matt said. Dominic grinned.
"So can I open presents?"
"No," "Yes"
The digidestined, Dominic's grandparents, and Matt, Mimi, Sora, and Mikel watched as Dominic tore into his presents. They watched as the child that was kept a secret for the first six-months of his life laugh and smile as he opened a picture frame full of pictures of himsel growing up.
'And to think, I was scared to let them know about Dominic' Mimi thought with a smile.
End
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an: don't flame me! i know my story sucks! just remember its a happy ending!