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It's been a long time since I've seen the Brigadier. Well... my dad. He's been off at war fighting monsters. He sends pictures and checks in the mail. The checks pay for the apartment room and the pictures are to show the progress of the Brigadier. My mother is gone. She's not dead, just gone. She left with Carl(my younger brother) and never came home. She told me she'd come back. But it's been five years. But I don't care, I don't need them. As long as I've got the Brigadier I'll be fine. And the best part is that he'll be returning from the war. Though he can only stay for a couple of days before  he has to return. He's strong that way, he's not scared of going back. He's not a coward.
When the buzzer for the door rings I eagerly let him in. I had put everything back to the way it was just for him. I knew  exactly when he reached my door because I remembered the sound of his footsteps. I threw open the door and gave him a bear hug.
"General!" I screamed happily. I looked up to his face when he didn't respond and winced. His eyes like steel daggers. And his mouth slightly disfigured from bits of flying shrapnel.
"General?" I questioned. And then he did something he never did before. He cried and not just cried but wailed. He slumped down to his knees and pulled me down to mine. He hugged me tightly and  whispered in gasping breaths.
"Please baby girl. Just call me dad."

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It's been a long time since I've seen the Brigadier. Well... my dad. He's been off at war fighting monsters. He sends pictures and checks in the mail. The checks pay for the apartment room and the pictures are to show the progress of the Brigadier. My mother is gone. She's not dead, just gone. She left with Carl(my younger brother) and never came home. She told me she'd come back. But it's been five years. But I don't care, I don't need them. As long as I've got the Brigadier I'll be fine. And the best part is that he'll be returning from the war. Though he can only stay for a couple of days before  he has to return. He's strong that way, he's not scared of going back. He's not a coward.
When the buzzer for the door rings I eagerly let him in. I had put everything back to the way it was just for him. I knew  exactly when he reached my door because I remembered the sound of his footsteps. I threw open the door and gave him a bear hug.
"General!" I screamed happily. I looked up to his face when he didn't respond and winced. His eyes like steel daggers. And his mouth slightly disfigured from bits of flying shrapnel.
"General?" I questioned. And then he did something he never did before. He cried and not just cried but wailed. He slumped down to his knees and pulled me down to mine. He hugged me tightly and  whispered in gasping breaths.
"Please baby girl. Just call me dad."