Well, I was tidying my room listening to 'My Chemical Romance' when I thought… "Hey, wouldn't it be funny if Val met Jesus?" I'm not religious but I thought it might be funny… But it has strong language.…

(Dark days spoil [Partly])

Val's mother had come home about 8 months ago with a newly born baby boy, like she had been told a while back.

Val's parents had left her to baby sit while they went out to fetch new clothes, shoes, accessories and toys for her baby brother.

"Bye mum, bye dad!" She called waving at her parents as they left for the shop, with her free hand. She was holding baby Will in her next.

She placed him on the step that was inside the house and closed the door, when she did she gave off a sigh.

"Come-on then, let's get rid of that smell sliming out of your nappy." She picked him up again, not and carried him into the bathroom where she retrieved some baby wipes and a dummy, along with another nappy.

"Urgh, you smelly boy!" She tickled his belly then removed the nappy. She carefully disposed of it and wiped his bottom with the baby wipe. She fastened the new nappy and allowed him to tug gently on her long dark hair whilst sucking on his dummy.

"Ouch! Not too hard" She shrieked placing him gently in his walker, then untangling his hand from her hair.

She went to find him his bottle and warm up some milk, he stalked her in with his walker.

"Found it" She muttered.

"Blooguh" Will commented pointing towards the door.

"You wanna go out do you?"

Will bounced towards the door, then thudding it with his walker.

"Calm down, I'll get you some milk first."

She heated up the milk and tested it on her hand.

"Come here Will" she picked him up and cradled him in her arms while he drank from the bottle provided.

He finished with a burp then pointed at the door again.

"Okay, okay… You need a jacket though." She took the bottle and placed it neatly in the sink, then reached for his black baby-biker jacket and put it on him with ease.

She carried him out and they stood on the wooden porch-type thing for about ten minutes until Val looked down, to see only that he was asleep.

She removed his jacket as they entered the house then she placed him cosily in his cot. She rapped him up in his blue blanket and walked away leaving him a small night light and a teddy for company.

She walked down the hall way and into the living room. She changed the channel and looked at her black ring that was absorbing the shadows around her.

There was a bright light when suddenly a man in an old white robe, a bad beard and a mini brown afro with an odd tan appeared beside her.

"Hello miss Edgley."

She looked astonished and got ready to beat the crap out of him, and then she remembered Will, sleeping peacefully upstairs.

She stood up and in a low tone said.

"Who are you?"

"Miss Edgley" He replied "I am Jesus Christ."

She began to laugh then wiped a tear away.

"Just because you know my name and shit, doesn't give you any reason to walk in here saying that you're a man, who once in history decided to go crazy. And take a tale his mother and father told him into reality."

She sighed and walked into the kitchen keeping an eye on him, her hand with the ring on it awaiting a command.

"But those tales were true, I am Jesus Christ."

"So why of all people would you visit me?"

"Because, you out of all people are not ordinary."

She turned around to face him, keeping her self erect so she seemed around his size.

"You better tell me who the fuck you are now!"

"I already have."

"If this is Ghastlys idea of a joke, he's going to pay!"

"I am not Ghastly."

"Then who are you?"

"Then who are you?"

"I am Jesus…"

"Give it up."

"Give what up?"

"Urgh!"

"Look, Stephanie…"

"No. You look, you're a paedophile, I understand, you are not sexually attracted to people of your age, but please, you're never gonna get laid wearing that."

She walked passed him and sat back down, leaning back, but her hand still prepared to fight.

"I AM NOT A PAEDOPHILE!"

"Shut the fuck up! There's a baby upstairs!"

"Oh yes…" He began, straitening his robe. "Baby Will."

He darted for the stairs but Val used her ring to grab his leg and pull him forwards, she flung him into the kitchen and followed him into it.

"Let me prove to you that I am Jesus!"

"Nah, this is more fun"

He lunged past her, but she grabbed his arm pushing him back into the kitchen, she kept her grip and quickly moved around his back. She twisted slightly and he yelped, she pulled as well, making him quiver to the floor.

"Yes, because Jesus would allow himself to get beaten up by a 15 year old girl."

"Yes he would."

She pulled harder feeling the bones in his arm beginning to slowly brake.

"AHHHHH!" 'Jesus' screamed.

"Shut the hell up!" She kicked his back and pulled harder. She heard a snap and a cry and he realised he had broken his arm. She let go and pounced towards the door, her parents were home. She left him quivering on the kitchen floor.

"Hi Mum, hi Dad!" She said hugging them and taking some of their stuff off them.

"Lovely night." Her mother said kissing her on the cheek then going into the kitchen.

"SHIT!" Her mother shrieked, her father ran in after her to see a man in a robe and bad hair sitting on the floor cradling his arm and weeping.

"WHO ARE YOU?" Val's father roared.

"I-I-I-…"

"Oh don't worry dad, I took care of him, he won't hurt you. But he has got a broken arm."

Her mother looked astonished and scared, while her father kicked the man out of the house. Val had gone to fetch Will who was screaming his head off. (Not literally)

Well, I had fun writing that :D Review please.