Angels and Demons By Bounce. Rated G

Disclaimer: I don't own them and never will.

He's a demon.

He talks to me. We feed the ducks together in Hyde Park. But he's a demon. And I'm an angel.

He's a demon. And yet, I don't hate him. I'm an angel. The only angel on Earth. And he's a demon.

We don't hate each other. We should. He is, after all a demon. The only demon on Earth.

We've both tried to further our causes. He claims he was responsible for the Brady Bunch. I said the same thing. He is an embodiment of pure evil. I should hate him for that.

But it is so lonely here, outside of Heaven. And he never meant it. Not really. He never meant to fall from grace. It's been five thousand years. I should hate him. He is a demon.

He is the only one who could ever understand. Could ever understand how lonely it is here on Earth. I am angel and he is a demon. And I should hate him.

I should work harder to try and stop him, to try and stop evil. I am, after all an angel. We are on opposite sides. And I should hate him.

I don't hate him. I never could.

But I am an angel and he is a demon. And some things can never be.