The Angel Story

Part One

BRRRRRRRRT. BRRRRRRRRT.

"...mrph...ugh, darn phone..."

He reached for the offending piece of tech, which vibrated off his nightstand and continued to buzz on the hardwood floor.

"Ughhhh, it's so ear-r-r-ly-y-y," and he yawned and pushed the covers off, brushing his messy blond hair out of his eyes. It was gray in his room. The sun was apparently in the same state as he was: not fully awake.

BRRRRRRT. BRRRRRRT.

"ALRIGHT. I'm AWAKE." And then he realized it wasn't just his morning alarm, but a phone call coming in. He reached down and groped around the floor, then rolled to the side--and fell off the bed, his wings flopping awkwardly.

"Owwww... ok, ok, I got it... Hello?"

"GOOD MORNING ANGELO!!!"

"Gaaaabe. Dude. You don't have to scream."

"BUT I'M NOT SCREAMING."

"Whaa... oh. You're on speakerphone." Angelo tapped the screen, then put the phone back to his ear. "So what's up, buddy? You don't usually call me. Especially at this time of day," he added wryly.

"Yeah um, about that... your little charge has been abducted."

"WHAT?!?!?"

"Yeah. Angelo, where have you been?? You're his Guardian Angel, bro, you can't just---you fell asleep, didn't you."

"Gabe! I'm sorry, I really am!!! I thought that it's only fair that when Bucky sleeps, I could snatch a few winks too."

"Angelo. His name is David."

"I'M SORRY, OK?? I like the name Bucky and he just so happens to have a stuffed deer that I think is adorable."

"Fine. Call him what you like but he's in trouble and it's your job to save him. I have to go now. Talk later."

"Okay. Bye Gabriel."

"Bye. And hey, Angelo? You can do it."