"Honestly, I don't even know how I got into this place!" I laughed, trying to lighten the mood. My twin brother Matthew just stared at me, shock in his eyes.
"WE DIED RYNA! WE. ARE. DEAD." His pine bark colored skin looked wounderful. If I wasn't his sister I'd be head over heels. His hair is a dark chocolate hue, a bright green stripe running through his left side.
"Yeah? Well, this is heaven. I need to go look around." I stated before I trotted off to look around. I'm honestly extremely surprised that I got in here, I've done some bad scoot in my life. Scoot. Scoot. Scoot! Heck. Guess you can't swear up here, no matter what.
"Hey! Are you Ryna?" An angel with beautiful golden locks asked. They already had Matthew with them, smiling as Matthew scowled slightly at being dead.
"Yeah. Why?" I asked, looking the pale angel up and down.
"I'm you guardian angel! I looked over you guys while you were still alive and helped you through the tough times." They smiled an unsettlingly happy grin. I awkwardly smiled, my eyebrows still forrowed slightly.
"Yeah, okay. Whatever. What do you want from us?"
"Oh! I thought you guys would want to know where your housing is," They trailed off in a teasing tone, begging me to follow them to my new home.
"Whatever. Show me." I demanded softly. They smiled a toothy smiled and led us to a tower. A cloud tower. Maybe, three or four layers of simply cloud.
"There you guys go! Oh wait! I forgot to give you guys your wings!" They waltzed over and put their hands on my back. It stung for a little while, making me wince. I looked behind me, and there were some big grass wings!
I smiled and tried flying with them. It stung, but I assumed it would go away after a while.
"Alright guys!" They said after giving wings to Matthew," You are now free to roam wherever you please!"
"'Kay! Thanks!" I called as they flew away. I looked over at Matthew and beamed.
"WE'RE ANGELS!" I yelled in excitement.
"We... We /are/ angels!" He slowely started to grow happy, dacing with me in delight.
"So? Do your wings work?!" I asked excitedly. He started to fly, hovering slightly.
"Kinda stings, but heck yeah!" Matthew touched back down, grinning from his flying skills.
"Well? Let's go check out our house!" I jogged towards it, looking every which way as I entered.
"Wow." Imagine a house, but everything is either golden, or a soft and fluffy cloud.
"Holy scoot, this is amazing!" I exclaimed, jumping onto the couch. It was so soft. I nestled into it, smiling at how amazing this place is as I drifted to sleep.
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The Angels
Fantasy[Prepare for whatever because I have like two plan on a scale of ten right now] The angels, the ones who, congratulations if you made it, got into heaven. But, something isn't right. You're not supposed to feel pain in heaven. Ryna is too much of a...
