Disclaimer: Dogma, and its characters belong to the great Kevin Smith! I'm just borrowing the characters to put in this story. Did I mention I make no money off this?

Afterlife: A Guardian Angel

Angels take their jobs very seriously. And don't think that guardian angel's have it any easier just cause they're on earth. It's a tough gig. To guide and protect without actually interfering in God's plan, well, it takes a bit of practice. And the guardian angels with the most experience are usually sent to protect important people. This is probably why the angel Dumas hadn't been in the Presence for centuries. It was his job to guard prophets, a job in short demand these days. So many of these men claim to be prophets to the Lord and too few of them have faith in him. So with the supply of true prophets so scarce, Dumas knew his job was an important one.

But why, oh, why did it have to be this prophet? Right now, the potty- mouthed, long haired, little stoner was standing out in front of a store called Quick Stop and singing a song about elicit substances. It was a tough job guarding this one. After that last little adventure from Illinois to New Jersey, Dumas had more than a few moments where he thought he might fail. But they had come through in the end, God be praised.

There were times when Dumas wished he could wring his charge's scrawny neck. At first, Dumas had thought that a mistake had been made. How could this man possibly be a prophet? To say the least, he's no Isaiah. But Dumas had not questioned his orders. In fact, he rarely spoke at all.

The angel Dumas is the angel of silence.

He found it much easier to guard people when he was in human form so he had been reincarnated several times. And it had helped. Like when Loki knocked the Prophet unconscious on the train, Dumas had wasted no time in taking action and he had successfully thrown Loki and Bartleby off. He hadn't counted on Bartleby recognizing him though.

Dumas had been guarding prophets even before Loki and Bartleby were exiled. The last time Dumas had seen Bartleby was the night before Loki had slaughtered the first born of Egypt. They had met somewhere in what would someday be called Germany. Bartleby had recognized him, even in his new incarnation, and they went for a drink. Bartleby had teased him about the locals unease with his silence. They called him "Schueller Bob" but that didn't matter much to Dumas. Given that, He shouldn't have been so startled when, after grabbing the renegade angel, Bartleby turned and called him by the name he still used, although in its English translation.

Dumas came out of his thoughts as the jingle of bells signaled the door to the convenience store opening. The clerk shouted from the doorway "How many times have I told you guys not to deal in front of the store? Get lost!" And without bothering to see if his instructions were being followed, he walked back inside mumbling something about how he wasn't even supposed to be here today.

The Prophet shouted some obscenities at the door then turned to his friend and guardian angel. "Let's go, tons of fun..."

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Author's note: The inspiration for this came from two sources 1) the Sandman graphic novel "Season of Mists" and 2) the line from Chasing Amy were Bob tells Jay "Bitch, what you don't know about me I could just about squeeze into the grand fucking canyon."

For those who don't know, in the train scene Bartleby yells, "Schueller Bob! I'll get you for this Schueller Bob!" Originally the whole Schueller Bob thing was Affleck's idea. The script had called for Bartleby to make some kind of exclaimation of surprise so Affleck had opted to take a jab at Kevin for the german translation of the movie Clerks. I came up with this as an excuse to tie this line into the rest of the movie.