I am actually continuing this story? Yay! I can do it! I can do it! If I hadn't mentioned it earlier, I've recently discovered that this is a really hard story for me to write, so it might be awkward in some places.
I'd first like to thank Stevie V. Scrivello for taking the time to review my fanfic and encouraging me to continue! Well...here I go!
Chapter 2: A Suggestion and an Apology
"Sir! There's another letter from Wanda!"
"Another letter? Good God! Give it here, Smithers."
Dear Mr. Burns,
I don't want to lower your status or weasel money away from you. I only want to offer you some sort of kindness. I'm not who you think I am.
And I don't mean to be rude sir, but love and friendship are two of the reasons life is worth living! How sad that you've never loved or let anyone love you. Perhaps if you'd let love into your life, you'd finally find the "rainbow" you have always been searching for.
Sincerely,
Wanda Silverson
Mr. Burns sat at his desk, writing his reply to Wanda. Smithers watched him with a concerned look in his eyes, "Sir, if you don't want to write back to her--"
"Smithers," Mr. Burns signed his name and folded his reply, "sometimes you get a gut feeling that tells you that you should do something," he handed the letter to him, "And right now, I have that feeling."
Dear Wanda,
In contrast to what you believe, I actually do have things which I adore. I have my money and my precious power plant.
Oddly enough, all of the workers in my plant are morons and complete imbeciles! I should have fired most of them for their incompetence. Perhaps the only competent worker is my assistant Smithers. And if you didn't know, my plant powers the homes and buildings in every part of Springfield! So as you can plainly see, it is they who need me, not the other way around!
Girlfriends? True love? Bah! I don't need those luxuries to survive. Never had, never will.
Well, to be honest, I did have a couple of girlfriends in the past, the most recent of which left me for a common criminal! If that isn't absurd, then tell me what is!
Oh who am I kidding!? Love is probably the only thing I don't have! I have all the riches I could ever want! I have all the power I could ever desire! But even though I possess these things, I don't have a single friend in the world. And sometimes, I wish I did...
Wanda, I suppose I replied to you a bit too harshly in my last letter. Perhaps our exchanges will result in friendship. And if it does, then maybe it will be a good thing. So with that being said, I apologize for my earlier outrage.
Sincerely,
C.M. Burns
P.S. Call me Monty.
I know, I know! It's short and undeveloped::runs and hides in the corner:: It's really hard to flesh out these letters without being too wordy. I'll just stay here while I'm being scolded...