Angels know, of course, that the Earth is the center of the universe. They
also know that the creatures born in their own image (but minus the wings
to show angel's superiority) are the only creatures living. They have been
told this by god. That doesn't make it any truer though.
The angel was once a normal angel. A bit smarter than most maybe, but he sang the hosannas well enough. But he hung out with Char the crazy angel once too often.
In every nest, dray, msjeiihblp, or other place of habitation there is an odd-bird. That was Char. He was a crazy angel who claimed there were other angel-like beings and also claimed that Earth was going to be demolished by creatures created in the image of no angel at all because no angel would be caught dead looking like that.
No one took any notice of this drivel until an angel started off to the dimension of Earth only to find it gone. They called an emergency meeting. "It can't be gone. Wouldn't He have told us?" Michael looked miserable. The angel giggled. This was not the thing to do in this situation and the other angels glared. "But why destroy His only creation?" The angel giggled again. "Are you sure?" "What?" asked Gabriel, nonplussed. "That it's the only one." He stifled another giggle. "Forty-two my friends. He's playing silly buggers with the lot of you." The other angels shook their heads. "He's been talking to Char."
The angel only grinned and stepped out of his dimension and into the void. He'd had his shot at enlightening them. He pumped his wings and began soaring across the infinite wastes of space. Eventually he bumped into a book with the words DON'T PANIC written on it in large friendly letters. He started pressing buttons at random.
The angel was once a normal angel. A bit smarter than most maybe, but he sang the hosannas well enough. But he hung out with Char the crazy angel once too often.
In every nest, dray, msjeiihblp, or other place of habitation there is an odd-bird. That was Char. He was a crazy angel who claimed there were other angel-like beings and also claimed that Earth was going to be demolished by creatures created in the image of no angel at all because no angel would be caught dead looking like that.
No one took any notice of this drivel until an angel started off to the dimension of Earth only to find it gone. They called an emergency meeting. "It can't be gone. Wouldn't He have told us?" Michael looked miserable. The angel giggled. This was not the thing to do in this situation and the other angels glared. "But why destroy His only creation?" The angel giggled again. "Are you sure?" "What?" asked Gabriel, nonplussed. "That it's the only one." He stifled another giggle. "Forty-two my friends. He's playing silly buggers with the lot of you." The other angels shook their heads. "He's been talking to Char."
The angel only grinned and stepped out of his dimension and into the void. He'd had his shot at enlightening them. He pumped his wings and began soaring across the infinite wastes of space. Eventually he bumped into a book with the words DON'T PANIC written on it in large friendly letters. He started pressing buttons at random.
