(a/n - oh I love being Death so much! Gypsy Rosalie, you are now my head canon Louie as a fellow joetina shipper and hh lover. Sorry that I keep bullying you. Very sorry.)
Chapter 10
Martina came back from her trip to the afterlife to find Death and Louie gone. She asked her fellow female judge if she knew of their whereabouts and was met with a blank stare. Martina shook her head. Sometimes, she really could believe that these people were dead. She rolled her eyes and sat down at her desk.
Death cackled to himself as he polished his scythe. He rubbed the cloth up and down against it so that he could try and see his face in it.
"LOUIE! Will you please hold the end straight? How am I meant to polish this perfectly with it waggling everywhere because you can't pay attention?! What? Oh, you were thinking about Martina. Why? LOUIE! You can't say that about her! Although I must agree... Hmm, yes, the way she smirks and the way she shouts. The way she makes her presence known in the room. Hmm... Yes... LOUIE! Hands off! I've just polished that bit!" Death began furiously polishing at the metal again, as Louie stood back meekly, still thinking about Martina. And food. Louie was generally always thinking about food.
"Louie? What was that? Yes, she is fond of that Joey fellow isn't she? I must agree, she clearly fancies him. Shame, really. Not really got a chance, have I? Ah well. You seemed to be interested in that model girl... Aveline, yes! So you remembered her name! See, you clearly like her! Back to Martina, yes... I do hope she stops going on about him though. Or thinking about him. Ah well. I guess it is love. Perhaps. Maybe. What do you reckon Louie? Yes, we should probably be getting back. She's probably sat there mooning about him as we speak. Right. Off we go!" Death picked up his scythe and skipped merrily towards the judging room, Louie following behind him.
"Keep up Louie!" Death called behind him. Louie muttered in response. Death hit him. Louie fell over. Martina, sat in the room and rolled her eyes as the two males tumbled into the room together. Sometimes, she wondered what the point of her existence was. Both in life and in death.