Jesus walked into the house he knew so well. He hasn't been back in so long, but he remembered it. He was hoping that his old friend would be here, they haven't talk ever since, you know the whole cruficiant thing. But Jesus knew that they would go back to where they were.

As he walked around the corner, he heard the familiar voice, the voice he woke up to every morning before he left. He stood outside the door where the voice was coming from and took a long deep breath. He hesitated grabbed the door knob and turned it. There stood his long lost friend.

"Oh look who decided to show up." the man, half covered by darkness.

"Danny, Its me your old pal, Jesus."

"Yeah I know who ya are, dingas." said Danny Devito as he walked into the light.

" I'm back, after dying and resurrecting."

"Don't give me this shit Jesus. You've been gone for almost one thousand years and you think you can just walk in here and give me excuses." Danny said turning his back stubbornly at Jesus.

"Danny, I'm so sorry. You have to understand I died for you and then came back. I want to be back with you Danny. Like old times."

Danny looked back at Jesus out of the corner of his eye. Danny then turned fully around and looked at Jesus in the face. "Why would you leave me Jesus, why. I have been so lonely and sad." Danny turned to a door in the dark room, he opened and out walked Jesus's arch enemy. . .Sans. "Until he showed up."

"But Danny, I don't understand, how could you do this to me. . .I died for you. I came back from the dead just for you." He stumbled back and looked in shock and Danny standing next to Sans. "Well Jesus, get out of my house."

Jesus stumbled and found the door handle to the room. He fell on it and it opened, Jesus ran out with his hand covering his face. He got to the sidewalk outside of Danny's house, he collapsed on the his knees.

" Oh, Danny. Why must you hurt me so." He then slowly got up and headed down the sidewalk. He had nowhere to go that night. He fell on the side of the road and slept.