Disclaimer:
I don't own Tess, Andrew, or Monica. I'm not usin' this for money. Yatsa, yatsa, and Yatsa.
Claimer:
I do however own Jezebelle.
Characters:
God – If you need a description of who this is, where have you been?
Jezebelle – A new caseworker angel. In human form, she's the evilant of an eighteen year old with red-brown hair and blue eyes.
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Prelude to Solitude
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The golden angel looked at her Father, "Are you sure, Papita? Tess is really busy teaching Monica and Andrew is a handful at times. I really don't want to be burdened with another apprentice."
"I am sure, my child. Tess will not be burdened. However, I want to surprise her. She has been asking about you, since Andrew told her about you. She doesn't know she's taking you on yet, so try not to lead on."
"Yes, Papita. So, where am I meeting them?" The angel asked.
"In the fields. Before you go, Jezebelle, there is something else I would like to discuss with you."
Jezebelle stood, waiting for her Father to continue.
"Andrew has been reminding me about the spontaneous nature I gave you."
Jezebelle groaned, "Papita, I promise I'll control spontaneity." She saw the look on his face, "I promise! And I won't complain about how close my name is spelled to a certain person. I promise!"
"I know, child. I know." He smiled, "I'm just reminding you that, although your spontaneity is good at times, as a caseworker, it isn't always necessary."
"Yes, Papita. I'll remember." Jezebelle paused, "When will Tess find out?"
"After you finish your first assignment."
Jezebelle smiled. Andrew was going to be surprised, and she loved to surprise her friend. Not to mention Tess and Monica. She suddenly frowned, "What if Monica gets jealous, Papita? I don't want her to think I'm stealing Tess."
"She can take that up with me."
Jezebelle smiled again and walked of toward the fields, happily.
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Cassie Jamie