Angel: Heaven Can Wait
by: Eric
Synopsis: Cordelia just wanted a break from those visions she gets from
The Powers That Be and Dennis seemed to have the answer.
Keywords:
I thought I would add a short story to the holiday mix.
(The characters are property of J Whedon and the Mutant
Enemy. No infringement intended. I am just playing with
them!)
Angel: Heaven Can Wait
By Eric Bloodstone
Christmas Eve.
Cordelia wanted a break! She needed a vacation from the
painful visions coupled with the tensions at work and NOT
having a rich boyfriend who worshiped and adored her sucked
big time! What as wrong with the male animal anyway!?
She said to thin Air, "God, do I ever need a break!"
Her computer went Beep-beep. It was her resident ghost
Dennis. He was an undemanding companion and also did a good
job of keeping the place clean. She bent her drop dead
gorgeous body over and read:
Dear, Cordelia. If you like I can take over for you.
"What do you mean?" she asked. Dennis continued though the
computer.
My spirit can take over your body and have the
visions for you and do your job at work. No one will
be suspicious - I know everyone well.
Cordy thought. It was tough giving up her utterly world
class beauty and then she thought of the dreadful
premonitions and the horrible pain that the powers that be
had inflicted on her. She considered.
"What would happen to my spirit?"
It would take my place bond to this apartment.
"How long?"
As long as you want.
She made a decision. "Okay, let's give it a try. Now you
will return my beautiful body, wont you?"
Cordy we're friends, besides, my time is growing
short here - I can feel it.
"What do we do?"
Just relax - let your mind drift.
Suddenly, she was floating - it was eerie seeing her
beautiful real body smile reassuringly.
"Just relax - I'll be back after work. We can talk about
how long you want off then."
Dennis in Cordy's body of course was still spirit enough to
feel her agreement. With a wave Dennis left the apartment.
Cordy took a moment to admire her world class legs.
'Cordelia' walked into Angel investigations. All the way
here Dennis had been admired by everyone. Cordy's
colleagues at work greeted him with 'hello Cordelia'. It
was kinda of nice to interact with people again. And
Cordy's body was certainly gorgeous! He decided to buy
something at Victoria's secret after work.
Now as a rule Angels are the VERY model of sobriety. But
this after all was Christmas Eve and a new Angel - in life
Barry Dinsmore - had a few too many drinks of heavenly
ambrosia.
"Time for you to go and pick up Dennis." his equally happy
supervisor said.
"Oh, the poor spirit watching over that super bitch
Cordelia Chase?"
"That's the one."
"I'll bet he'll be glad to see me." If a spirit could
hiccup Barry would have done so.
Cordy felt the present of another spirit and she was
enveloped in a white light.
"Time to go to heaven, Dennis."
"Heaven - Dennis?" asked Cordy puzzled.
Suddenly she felt like she was pulled into the light.
"Yes, you do more than your share - putting up with super
bitch Cordelia!"
Cordy got mad and also tried to correct him.
"You're making a mistake - I'm not-"
"Now don't defend her, Dennis. We in the heavenly hosts do
not make mistakes! Cordelia is a super bitch and that's is
that. Why do you think the headaches and visions were given
to her - for atonement! She will have them for another 70
years."
"Seventy years!" gulped Cordelia.
"Yes, and well deserved. Then and only then if she has
behaved herself will she be allowed into heaven - The odds
though or running 2 to 1 against her."
"But..."
"No buts Dennis. Ah, here's my supervisor, Pat."
Pat paid no attention. He was pouring himself another
libation. "Fast work, Barry. Well Dennis, on your way
though the pearly gates."
Cordy just shrugged. Poor Dennis, she thought, but hey it's
her only chance. Besides heaven doesn't make mistakes. They
told me so themselves!"
Dennis walked in looking beautiful in Cordy's body he was
wearing her mini skirt, latest boots and her sexy midriff
bearing blouse. Packages from Victoria's secret were under
his arm. He hoped Cordy liked them! It had been a tough day
at work - those visions were horrible. Though it was kinda
nice to be alive again and get out of this apartment for a
change. And he and enjoyed being so beautiful! He hadn't
amount too much in looks when he was alive.
"Cordy!" he called in her melodious voice.
Then he sensed that Cordy wasn't in the apartment. But that
was impossible - unless she had been collected by mistake
for him.
"Oh, no" he said out loud. "I'm sorry Cordelia! I didn't
mean to take your life and your body!"
Then the headache hit. Damn they were painful. He - no she
wondered why the powers that be made them so?
The end?
A Possible Solution why Cordy get Nicer and more responcible!
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by: Eric
Synopsis: Cordelia just wanted a break from those visions she gets from
The Powers That Be and Dennis seemed to have the answer.
Keywords:
I thought I would add a short story to the holiday mix.
(The characters are property of J Whedon and the Mutant
Enemy. No infringement intended. I am just playing with
them!)
Angel: Heaven Can Wait
By Eric Bloodstone
Christmas Eve.
Cordelia wanted a break! She needed a vacation from the
painful visions coupled with the tensions at work and NOT
having a rich boyfriend who worshiped and adored her sucked
big time! What as wrong with the male animal anyway!?
She said to thin Air, "God, do I ever need a break!"
Her computer went Beep-beep. It was her resident ghost
Dennis. He was an undemanding companion and also did a good
job of keeping the place clean. She bent her drop dead
gorgeous body over and read:
Dear, Cordelia. If you like I can take over for you.
"What do you mean?" she asked. Dennis continued though the
computer.
My spirit can take over your body and have the
visions for you and do your job at work. No one will
be suspicious - I know everyone well.
Cordy thought. It was tough giving up her utterly world
class beauty and then she thought of the dreadful
premonitions and the horrible pain that the powers that be
had inflicted on her. She considered.
"What would happen to my spirit?"
It would take my place bond to this apartment.
"How long?"
As long as you want.
She made a decision. "Okay, let's give it a try. Now you
will return my beautiful body, wont you?"
Cordy we're friends, besides, my time is growing
short here - I can feel it.
"What do we do?"
Just relax - let your mind drift.
Suddenly, she was floating - it was eerie seeing her
beautiful real body smile reassuringly.
"Just relax - I'll be back after work. We can talk about
how long you want off then."
Dennis in Cordy's body of course was still spirit enough to
feel her agreement. With a wave Dennis left the apartment.
Cordy took a moment to admire her world class legs.
'Cordelia' walked into Angel investigations. All the way
here Dennis had been admired by everyone. Cordy's
colleagues at work greeted him with 'hello Cordelia'. It
was kinda of nice to interact with people again. And
Cordy's body was certainly gorgeous! He decided to buy
something at Victoria's secret after work.
Now as a rule Angels are the VERY model of sobriety. But
this after all was Christmas Eve and a new Angel - in life
Barry Dinsmore - had a few too many drinks of heavenly
ambrosia.
"Time for you to go and pick up Dennis." his equally happy
supervisor said.
"Oh, the poor spirit watching over that super bitch
Cordelia Chase?"
"That's the one."
"I'll bet he'll be glad to see me." If a spirit could
hiccup Barry would have done so.
Cordy felt the present of another spirit and she was
enveloped in a white light.
"Time to go to heaven, Dennis."
"Heaven - Dennis?" asked Cordy puzzled.
Suddenly she felt like she was pulled into the light.
"Yes, you do more than your share - putting up with super
bitch Cordelia!"
Cordy got mad and also tried to correct him.
"You're making a mistake - I'm not-"
"Now don't defend her, Dennis. We in the heavenly hosts do
not make mistakes! Cordelia is a super bitch and that's is
that. Why do you think the headaches and visions were given
to her - for atonement! She will have them for another 70
years."
"Seventy years!" gulped Cordelia.
"Yes, and well deserved. Then and only then if she has
behaved herself will she be allowed into heaven - The odds
though or running 2 to 1 against her."
"But..."
"No buts Dennis. Ah, here's my supervisor, Pat."
Pat paid no attention. He was pouring himself another
libation. "Fast work, Barry. Well Dennis, on your way
though the pearly gates."
Cordy just shrugged. Poor Dennis, she thought, but hey it's
her only chance. Besides heaven doesn't make mistakes. They
told me so themselves!"
Dennis walked in looking beautiful in Cordy's body he was
wearing her mini skirt, latest boots and her sexy midriff
bearing blouse. Packages from Victoria's secret were under
his arm. He hoped Cordy liked them! It had been a tough day
at work - those visions were horrible. Though it was kinda
nice to be alive again and get out of this apartment for a
change. And he and enjoyed being so beautiful! He hadn't
amount too much in looks when he was alive.
"Cordy!" he called in her melodious voice.
Then he sensed that Cordy wasn't in the apartment. But that
was impossible - unless she had been collected by mistake
for him.
"Oh, no" he said out loud. "I'm sorry Cordelia! I didn't
mean to take your life and your body!"
Then the headache hit. Damn they were painful. He - no she
wondered why the powers that be made them so?
The end?
A Possible Solution why Cordy get Nicer and more responcible!
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