When the Day Met the Night

Two

Angels are supposed to holy and perfect creatures. Free from sin and always glowing. That's why we're angels. Some of us get sent down to Hell if we misbehave or make too many sins. The only reason I'm still in Heaven is because I have blackmail for the boss. If she fires me, I'll expose her secrets to God and she'll be sent to Hell along with me.

"Ace Spaces? Could you head to The Office stat," the speaker blares throughout the hallways. Heads turn to me as I'm a well known being and I start walking towards The Office. We call it that because it holds a high importance to us. It's where the boss places herself and one of the only places you can find God. I assume I'm being called to organize another filing cabinet as that's all that happens around here.

Knocking on the door frame, I head in and notice the boss with a clipboard matching my shirt. It's a dark grey with light grey diamonds in the top right corner. I'm just a stack of cards today, aren't I? Ace Spaces, diamonds on shirt, and a small, black heart tattoo on the right side of my neck.

"Do you want some money?" She stated as blunt as possible.

"You've finally come around to paying me to have one night stands?"

"No, just sign here," the boss points to a spot on the paper, turning the clipboard to face me. I sign it, not caring the consequences. Nothing bad could happen to me.

"So, is this out marriage pact that you decided to print after all of our hookups?" My eyes land on her lips and I can tell she's not having it with me today. The embarrassment doesn't affect me too much but I feel my hand heading up to the back of my neck.

"No, Ace. You're going to Earth. Have fun." She sets the board down and smiles not so innocent grin.

"What the fuck? What for? Did someone's dog die again and I have to comfort them in the shape of some dumb bird?" My hand flies off my neck, almost knocking my halo off, slamming down onto the desk.

"No, you'll figure it out as you go." The boss snaps her pale fingers, the board disappears.

" Wait, don't I get some sort of-," I'm cut off before the walls change into a city, the ceiling transitioning into the sky, "explanation . . ."

I look around and notice a black watch on my wrist. It's not just a watch though, that's obvious. Probably a tracking device so they don't lose me. I touch the screen and a map shows up with directions to a place I've not discovered. I shrug off the confusion and take my first step towards my assumed raise. What else would I get from this? An actual relationship? The meaning of life? I only want hookups and money.

I should really be kicked to Hell, already.