Pocket ran over to Pip, who was still sat on the hot sand. He offered a hand to the blond boy. "I can't believe I found you out here, Pip! Oh, I am just so happy to see your face again!" Pip took Pocket's hand to help himself up. "How'd you get here anyway? I thought you were just the kindest gentleman that would never hurt a single fly, let alone end up down in the underworld!" Pocket bombarded the boy with words, which Pip didn't even fully understand. "Or is that a sensitive topic, eh?" Pocket said after a few seconds of silence. "..Happy to see you too, Pocket. Didn't think of all people I'd meet you here." He forced a smile, as he usually did.
"How did you end up here?" Pip asked, as they started to walk in the direction Pip was previously going in. "Better yet, how did you die so young?"
"I suppose they go hand in hand. I died from hepatitis B, which I contracted by a needle." He let out a small sigh. "I very well thought the boy was being kind to me, giving me a syringe full of- goodies perhaps? I don't even know where my head was, Pip!" He laughed at himself, but his face had a hint of regret.
"Oh goodness, sir! How long ago did this happen?" Pip adjusted his hat as he spoke.
"About a year ago!"
"Why, that couldn't possibly be true, that would mean you died right after we parted!"
"Huh? It wasn't that long ago!"
Pip looked at the boy in confusion. He tried to put the timeline together in his head, yet, it didn't make sense. Then he realized;
"Oh goodness! Pocket, I think I have been asleep for a little while before waking up here! I woke up in an area of hell, perhaps I stayed there awhile before I awoken!"
"Oh yes, that must be it!" The red head smiled, but Pip looked had a look of horror on his face. "I hope I wasn't asleep too long!" He cried. "Nonsense, I've heard its quite common for blokes to stay passed out for a little while before awakening to this spiteful place! Yet, its usually never over a year." Pocket explained. "That's somewhat comforting.."
The two boys walked and talked for a few minutes, then Pocket repeated the unanswered question from before.
"Pip, you've yet to tell me how you got down here in Hell!"
Pip let out a small sigh. "That's the thing, sir. I have not a clue how I'm here instead of Heaven."
"You can't think of a single thing you've done to end up here?"
"No! Not at all!"
Pocket thought for a moment. "Perhaps it was a mistake!"
"That can happen?" Pip glanced over at him, now stopping in his tracks.
"Well, I've heard of such thing, but I always thought the people that have said it were lying to make themselves seem better. But maybe I had been wrong.." Pocket trailed off.
"So I'm down here for no reason? That's quite terrible, considering how good a boy I was back on Earth."
"Hmm.. Maybe we can change your fate, Pip. I think it would be quite the adventure for us! That is, if you really don't have a reason to be down here. I've always known you to be quit the gentleman, so I have no clue how you'd get to be with such sinners as us!"
Phillip glanced at the ground, thinking the whole thing over. Do I deserve to be in Heaven? .... What am I thinking? Of course I do! I've been nothing but nice to everyone!
"Well, how would we go about doing that?" He asked, hoping this won't be too complicated for the two of them to accomplish.
"Hmm.. That could be tricky, Pip. Maybe we could pay a visit to Satan, or one of his apprentices. They'd know what to do!" Pocket said it like it was the easiest thing in the world.
"Is it that simple? Talk to Satan himself, then get sent to Heaven?!" Pip asked, already sounding ecstatic compared to before. "Now now, don't get your hopes up so soon! We've still got to get there. Lucky for you, I know the way there." Pocket smiled, and took Pip's arm. "This way!" He dragged Pip in a different direction, presumably to Satan's abode.
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I realized after I wrote chapter 1 that Pocket never calls Pip 'Phillip' 🤦🏽 Sowwy bout that.
Sorry if the timeline seems kinda wonky btw, I'd estimate that Pip and Pocket died around the same time (in this story). I know he dies of Hepatitis B and it'd be weird if he got that transmitted so young- plus I saw on the wiki I think that some people think he could have gotten it from other people's blood via syringe, so yeahh. ALSO SORRY IF THEY SEEM OUT OF CHARACTER 😭
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Back From Earth - A Pip and Damien Story
RomanceA story where Pip Pirrup is dragged down to hell, and reunites with his old friend, Damien Thorn, while on a mission to get up to Heaven. This book is semi-inspired, but not based around Hell Park I'm also working on a comic of the story, which will...
