Precisley two months after the Baseball game between Team Good and Team Evil, Jordii sat at her computer, wondering of an idea for a new fanfiction. Her story Maximus Ride: The Aster Experiment was removed for copyright purposes, when she had clearly stated it was the story of Maximum Ride, except that Max was a male, and everyone was gender-bendered. Oh well. It didn't matter. Surely she could think of something.
She sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose, as she often did when she was having a headache. She reached into her drawer for the bottle of aspirin, and slid one into her mouth, swallowing it with her spit, because, quite frankly, she was just too lazy to get up and pour some water. Resting her head on the desk, she let the medicine do its thing before sitting back up and clicking open SonnyGotens account on f a n f i c t i o n . n e t and opening her Writing a Story. The fanfiction had cheered her up many times, what with Lucifer and Michaels squabbles, God and Dr. Phil, or rather, Insane Doctor, and the demons bullying the angels, it warmed her demented agnostic heart.
She re-read it all, devouring it in less than an hour. On the last chapter, she saw where Sonny had realised it was only a dream. That reality, would have been to good to be true. She glanced down at her computers clock: 2:24 AM. Her Grandma was going to scream.
She sighed again, closing out of the screen and holding the power button unhealthily long, until it was forced into a quick shut down. She curled up under the covers, closing her eyes.
"I can't believe this," A annoyed voice was heard into the still silence, shattering it into a million pieces. "Are you serious?"
"I'm completely serious," A calm, but with a hint of irritation in it's tone voice came through, following the annoyed males. "Straight from Gods mouth."
"Why am I even here? I'm not under his rules anymore, anyway." He growled, and she heard his feet turn to leave, but then he yelped slightly as the other man pinched his ear and dragged him back over.
"He said it would settle some of the chaos between Heaven and Hell," he said into his ear, forcing him to listen. "Now settle down, unless you want me to embarass you by dragging you over there and showing the demons just how weak you are compared to me after all."
A huff, and the annoyed man was silenced, though his pride badly hurt. The other man released his ear.
"Who are you?" Jordii asked, sitting up from under the covers, for some reason, not suprised by the strange intruders.
They blinked. The calm male, who seemed to radiate holy energy, spoke first.
"My name is Michael," He tilted his head slightly torwards the annoyed male. "Thats... Satan." He decided, not wanting to piss him off by calling him Lucifer.
She laughed. "I guess I fell asleep already."
"What is it with the mortals always thinking it's a goddamn dream?" Satan questioned, annoyed and bored, clearly not wanting to be here.
"My mind must be very creative," Jordii mused, looking around. "Looks exactly like my room when I'm awake."
Before Satan could start anything, Michael cast a holy magic circle under them all, the kinds that teleported.
"Hm?" She thought to herself, before she arrived in The World of Nothingness.
Sonny sighed, reading the reviews for her story The Holy Scroll of Jell, and found hate, mixed with confusion, mixed with people who thought it was funny as all get-out. Thankfully mostly people who thought it was funny. It didn't matter. Expressing her opinion, and making herself laugh was more important than what other people thought. No matter what anyone thought.
She felt restless - a lesson for the wise - coffee is not meant to be drank before bed. She began typing, nothing in particular, just whatever came to mind. It could be useful later. Of course, there were things she should be doing - like doing homework or studying - but no, at a later date. It just lacked importance in her mind.
"And her again?" Satan sounded more annoyed than before. "I've had enough of confusing mortals to last me a lifetime."
Sonny remembered that voice. Like yesterday, but at the same time, years ago. She turned around from the computer screen to face her intruders.
"Oh, Mister Satan," She said, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. "And Mikey."
Michael twitched slightly, but remained a calm and emotionless facade. "Yes. Well, we're -"
"Can't we just ditch her?" Satan was almost whining. "It's bad enough already."
Michael sighed, wishing he'd snatched some aspirin from Jordiis room before hand. "No." The familiar white holy circle appeare under Sonny.
"So you enter my dreams again," she thought, tapping her chin. "So what now?" Before either could answer her single question, they had all disappeared - into the World of Nothingness.