TITLE: A Day in the Life of a Grim Reaper; Behind the Cloak and Sickle (Part14of30)
AUTHOR: trista
DISCLAIMER: these characters do not belong to me, they belong to MGM, Showtime, the creator of Dead Like me, and the actors who portray them, please don't sue me, not that I have any money or anything you'd want!
RATING: PG-13 (for language, but the kids these days…)
CONTENT: Reggie/Millie friendship, Mason/George romance
SUMMARY: We meet Daisy's replacement, will they get along? Reggie has some more news for Millie, and George and Rube have a nice little chat.
AUTHORS NOTES: so here's the next part, thanks to everyone who's given me some advise on this I really appreciate it, and all the kind words. I never would have thought I'd be writing such a long series, but I think I'm getting to the end. It's two am I need some sleep… on with the fic….
We all woke up fairly early, so that we could have breakfast together for the last time. It was a little strange, because Daisy didn't seem upset that she was going to be going elsewhere. Maybe she no longer fears death, since she's been around it for so long. Maybe it was all in my head, but I thought that there would be no way that I would be that calm on my last day as a reaper. After we ate we all went down to the Der Waffle Haus where Rube and Colvin were already sitting, waiting for us. We all sat down, and Rube handed out the post-its like normal. Maybe he had made a mistake and it wasn't today that Daisy was to take her last soul. I looked at my post-it and wondered how long it would be before I would see my last one.
"Are you hungry Daisy?" Rube asked.
"No, we all ate at the house," she replied.
He nodded, well your last soul is going to, die, or not, in about half an hour, let's go."
"Why do you need to go?"
"Who else can explain to that person what's going on?"
She shrugged. "I forgot."
He smiled. "It's all right, well let's go Daisy."
As she was leaving she looked at me, and then I stood up, and hugged her. Neither of us cried, though I knew that we both wanted to. "I'll never forget you Georgia, and never forget me."
"In a hundred years I could never forget the one Daisy Adire."
She smiled. "Goodbye, Mason, it's been fun." She actually hugged him. "Goodbye Colvin." She shook his hand, and she and Rube left.
"So what do you think the new reaper will be like?" asked Colvin.
I shrugged. "I've gotta be somewhere," I mumbled, leaving
I was walking down the street I heard Mason running up behind me. "Georgie! Georgie! We need to talk!"
I turned around, and began to cry. "I don't want to talk about it, Mason."
He hugged me. "Just tell me when you are all right, I can't stand to see you hurting."
"Look, I really want to go somewhere, and I want to be alone for a little bit."
"All right, whatever you want."
I felt bad blowing him off like that, but I needed to deal with this, in my own way. I went to the park where I used to meet with Reggie, and I sat on the bench, and I began to cry. I looked at my watch, and knew that she was gone, and someone new had replaced her. I didn't want her to be replaced, I wanted her. I wanted my friend back! It wasn't fair! Why did I have to loose someone else in my life? Daisy and I had our differences, but for the most part we were close friends, almost like sisters, and I didn't want to loose that. But I never had a choice in the matter. I was fate's bitch, and it would dangle something in front of me just long enough to make me think I was happy, and would be for a long time, and then it would be taken away from me.
I thought that the hardest thing that I would have to deal with as a reaper was losing Betty, I never thought that anyone else in the group would get their last soul. Call it naive, but I thought that three of us would get our last souls on the same day, and we'd brave whatever happened to lay before us together. Part of me wished I had been a religious person when I was alive, because maybe religion could help to explain what was going on. Of course I think if I was a religious person in life I would not have dealt with my after life very well.
I knew that this was part of life, but it had been a while since I had lost anyone, and it really hurt. Whenever I lost someone I always wished that I had more warning. At least when my grandmother died when I was a kid I knew that he had been sick, so I could kind of prepare myself for it, but of late whenever tragedy struck it was sudden, and I didn't like it.
For fuck's sake I had died, or became undead at the age of 18, and I had been a reaper 15 years, which meant that anything of significance that happened in my life I could not tell people how long it had been because they wouldn't believe. When I told some people that I was in love with Mason, the laughed it off as puppy love, and I couldn't very well tell people that I had lived with him for fifteen years cause they'd think I was crazy or something. Even if they thought I was twenty five I would still be too young to have a relationship of substance, save a best friend, which had lasted that long.
There was also the problem that sooner or later I would have to stop being friends with Reggie, because she was already starting to get suspicious about the fact that I never look older. I didn't know how I was going to stop being friends with her, but I knew that some day I would simply have to. Being undead really did suck! Jesus fucking Christ I was so confused, I just needed time to think. Why did I have to go and become a reaper? I spent a little while longer at the park before going home.
When I got home Mason was on sitting on the couch, and I could tell that he had been crying. I sat next to him and he hugged me, and I started sob.
"It's going to okay, Georgie," he tried to assure me.
"It's going to be so strange around here without her."
"Yeah, it is, but I'm sure we'll get used to it."
I nodded. "I know, but I'm still going to miss her."
The phone rang, and he answered. "Hello?" He nodded, and then turned to me. "Rube wants us to meet him at Der Waffle Haus, this can't be a good sign about the new reaper."
We got in the car, and went over to Der Waffle Haus. Inside Rube was sitting with a girl with short spiked hair, with her eye brow, and labret pierced, and I was pretty sure she had some other places that we couldn't see. We went inside to join him, I sat next to Rube, and Mason sat next to her.
"Hello hottie!" she exclaimed.
"Uh, I'm spoken for," he replied.
"Obedient little lap dog aren't you?"
"Just monogamous."
"Where's the fun in that?"
"Mason meet Anika," Rube said, his hand on his temple, taking a sip of coffee.
"Who's the chick?" she asked.
"I'm George, Mason's, girlfriend," I replied.
"Girlfriend, that's so high school!"
I shrugged. "Whatever."
I hated her. She was after my guy, and she looked like she was almost thirty and still into the punk look. The waitress came by and I ordered a coffee, I would need as much caffeine as I could get if I had to spend any amount of time with her.
"Uh, hello!?" Anika screamed. "What about me!! That's twice you haven't seen my bitch!"
"I told you already she can't see you," Rube explained.
"Then why the fuck can these two see me?"
Rube sighed. "They're grim reapers."
"How many are there?"
"A lot, I can't say exactly how many, but there are groups like this in every part of the world, some places are bigger some are smaller."
She nodded. "So why are you telling me all this?"
"Because you're going to be a reaper."
"Why am I become a reaper?"
"Because the person who took your soul was a reaper, and you were the last soul that she took, and you have to replace her."
"What if I don't want to."
"You're fucked, you don't have a choice in the matter," I muttered, Mason laughed.
"What does that mean?"
"It means," said Rube. "That this is not something that you have a choice in the matter. When you become a reaper you have a certain amount of souls you have to collect before you can make the final transition. You don't know how many souls you have to collect, but you know who is your last one. The last soul you takes becomes the next reaper."
"So I'm alive?"
"Not exactly, you're undead."
She shrugged her shoulders. "And there's no way I can get out of it?"
"I'm afraid not, ask Peanut the tricks she tried that failed when she first started."
I glared at him. The waitress came back with our drinks, and I was glad for the coffee. Anika tried to take the coffee, but as she was still technically just a soul, her hand went right though it. She looked pretty pissed off about it. I shrugged, and wondered why we had to be there to meet her, when Colvin was nowhere to be found. I really hoped that Rube was thinking of having her stay with us. I was still pretty pissed off about the time that he had Colvin squat with us!
"When's your next appointment, Peanut?" Rube asked.
"In about an hour," I replied.
"Good, I want you to take Anika with you, so that she can see what we do. When you're done come back here."
I nodded, and finished my coffee. "Mason, I'm taking the car."
"All right Georgie, see you later." He kissed me and I left.
I got into the car, and Anika got in next to me. I don't know how that works with her not being able to touch things, but I guess if you can walk you car ride.
"So how long have you been a reaper?" Anika asked.
"Fifteen years."
"Shit, you started young then!"
I gave her a strange look. "Oh, no we don't age, I was 18 when I was killed, and I guess I'll be 18 till I take my last soul."
"Oh, I see."
"You still have a lot to learn."
"Yeah, I'm starting to see that."
I smiled. "Don't worry it's not so bad. So how did you die?"
"I was in the wrong place at the wrong time."
I laughed. "Aren't we all. I got killed by a toilet seat from the space shuttle."
"Mine wasn't quiet that bad. This kid was playing with a gun in his house, the thought it didn't have bullets in it. He aimed at me, pulled the trigger, and low and behold there were bullets in it."
"Tell me again why guns are legal in this country."
She laughed. "So how long have you been seeing Mason?"
"About fifteen years now."
She nodded. "So where are we going?"
"To a grocery store on the other side of town, where K. Foster is going to die."
"How?"
"Don't know yet, all we know is the name, location and estimated time of death, ETD. We go to the location at around the time, and then we look for risk factors, and try to blend in."
"Risk factors?"
"Anything that looks like it could be potentially dangerous. Then around the time of the accident you see who's around the biggest risk factor, and you take their soul."
"How do you do that?"
"By touching them."
"Couldn't we technically take anyone's soul?"
I shrugged. "From what I understand you can only take souls that you are meant to take. Once you're assigned a soul no one else can take it. There are times when reapers have taken a soul and put it back, but there are big consequences for doing that."
She nodded. "I see."
"The whole thing makes more sense once you've been doing it a while, trust me."
"So Rube said something about asking you about what you did?"
"I tried to get out of it. It doesn't work. There are some loopholes, but again there are consequences. If you don't go get the soul, the soul stays in the body until you do. Stuff like that."
We got to the grocery store, and I took a cart so I'd blend in. There was twenty minutes until K. Foster was going to die. I figured since I had some time to kill I'd just do some grocery shopping. I got what I needed, and went to the aisle where it was going to happen with five minutes to spare. I looked around.
"Would, that stack of boxes be a risk factor?" asked Anika.
"You're good at this, I'd say it's a big risk factor. They shouldn't be there, and I'd say they're full, and they look pretty unstable."
She smiled. "Maybe I have a knack for this sort of thing."
There was one woman coming down the aisle, pretty fast, not paying any attention. Looking everywhere but in front of her. As she passed me I touched her shoulder, and took her soul. She ran right into the boxes, I backed up, and the fell all over her. Crushing her instantly, I don't think she felt any pain. I went to the checkout and paid for the stuff I had picked up, and returned to Der Waffle Haus, where it was Mason's turn to show Anika his tricks. Sometime between when we left and came back, Anika had gotten a physical form, and was able to get a drink before she went with Mason. I trusted her slightly more after hanging out with her.
I decided to call Reggie, and see what she was up to. We met there, and Rube had left, and told Mason that he'd be around the house. I don't know why he'd want to meet up there, but whatever. Reggie showed up, and ordered pancakes, while I got some fries.
"So what's up?" she asked me.
"Not too much, just wanted to talk a little about your wedding because we got cut short yesterday," I replied.
"Yeah, I'm glad. In all the fuss yesterday I forgot to tell you something. After we get married we're going to move to London for work!"
"Really, I'm gonna miss you!'
"I'm going to miss you too, but it's a great opportunity for us both, and I'm really excited about it!" "Then I'm happy for you!" I was very relieved, if they stayed in London we wouldn't have to see each other, and we could continue being friends. It was the best news I had received all day!
"I'm so glad, I was worried, you'd try to talk me out of it."
"Why would I do that? If you think it's for the best, then go for it. You'll make new friends there, and I'm sure your family can visit, and you can visit them."
She shrugged. "I know."
"So back to the wedding, what are you going to about your parents?"
"They said that they'd behave seeing as it's their only daughter's wedding. Well, you know what I mean the only daughter that can have a wedding."
I nodded. "That's good then. What do they think of the candle thing?"
"My dad really likes the idea, my mom on the other hand hates it. But she told me that since it was my wedding and I could do as I pleased, even if that meant depressing everyone on such a happy day."
"How would that be depressing?"
"I don't know, I mean it's not like I'm going to say how she died or anything."
I laughed. "So what are you going to say."
"I don't know something along the lines of, this candle represents the sprit of my sister, George, who was tragically killed when she was eighteen. She meant a lot to me, and I could not bare to not have her involved in my wedding, and this was the best way I could think of."
I smiled. "That's really sweet."
"So I talked to the other girls that are going to be in the bridal party, and they've deiced that they want to go shopping on the second Saturday of next month. Is that good for you"
"Yeah, it should be. I may have an appointment at some time that day, but I'll try and work around it."
"You have a lot of appointments at strange times."
"I know, I hate it but such is life."
I never told Reggie what the appointments were for, and she never asked, I was glad because I don't think I could think of a lie that would make sense. We talked for a little while longer, before she had to go meet with Max. I went back to the house, and a few minutes later Rube pulled up. I let him in, and we sat down in the living room.
"How are you with all of this Peanut?" he asked me.
"I'm upset because I miss Daisy, but I know that it's just part of this, and I can accept. I'm dealing with it my own way."
"What do you think of Anika?"
"She seems nice enough, she could loose the punk look though."
He laughed. "We'll work on that, let's start with making her a good reaper."
"I think she'll be pretty good, she spotted what was going to kill the person before I did."
Rube nodded. "That's good information to know."
"Does it mean anything?"
"Probably not, but it's good to know that she has some kind of knack for this. I hope Mason isn't teaching her too many of his bad habits."
I laughed. "Probably not, just showing her how to pick pockets."
"I suppose it can be a useful tool.""Having done the day job thing, I have to admit it's much easier."
"So what are you planning on doing next?"
"I'm thinking of taking some more courses, if money allows."
"That could be interesting."
"Yeah, I figure I may as well take advantage of looking like a college student, right?"
"I'm glad that you're starting to feel better about this whole thing."
"Yeah, me too, cause by the looks of things I'm in it for the long haul."
"You get to see things that most people never do, and just think of what you've learned when it's all said and done."
I nodded. "Very true, I think that I'm probably a better person having been undead."
"I think that's why we're chosen to do things. Our number may be up, but there is something we have yet to learn. I've seen a lot of reapers come and go, and none have been the same when they started as when they left." I smiled, maybe he was onto something. Mason came back a little while later, and explained to us that he had found Anika a little apartment, and told him where it was. Rube left, and Mason and I went upstairs.
End
End notes: should I do one of Reggie's wedding, or about her leaving? I don't really know, I kinda wanna skip ahead to the next one, but tell me what you think. What do you think of Anika? Feedback would be nice hugz and kissez trista aka the dustytiger
AUTHOR: trista
DISCLAIMER: these characters do not belong to me, they belong to MGM, Showtime, the creator of Dead Like me, and the actors who portray them, please don't sue me, not that I have any money or anything you'd want!
RATING: PG-13 (for language, but the kids these days…)
CONTENT: Reggie/Millie friendship, Mason/George romance
SUMMARY: We meet Daisy's replacement, will they get along? Reggie has some more news for Millie, and George and Rube have a nice little chat.
AUTHORS NOTES: so here's the next part, thanks to everyone who's given me some advise on this I really appreciate it, and all the kind words. I never would have thought I'd be writing such a long series, but I think I'm getting to the end. It's two am I need some sleep… on with the fic….
We all woke up fairly early, so that we could have breakfast together for the last time. It was a little strange, because Daisy didn't seem upset that she was going to be going elsewhere. Maybe she no longer fears death, since she's been around it for so long. Maybe it was all in my head, but I thought that there would be no way that I would be that calm on my last day as a reaper. After we ate we all went down to the Der Waffle Haus where Rube and Colvin were already sitting, waiting for us. We all sat down, and Rube handed out the post-its like normal. Maybe he had made a mistake and it wasn't today that Daisy was to take her last soul. I looked at my post-it and wondered how long it would be before I would see my last one.
"Are you hungry Daisy?" Rube asked.
"No, we all ate at the house," she replied.
He nodded, well your last soul is going to, die, or not, in about half an hour, let's go."
"Why do you need to go?"
"Who else can explain to that person what's going on?"
She shrugged. "I forgot."
He smiled. "It's all right, well let's go Daisy."
As she was leaving she looked at me, and then I stood up, and hugged her. Neither of us cried, though I knew that we both wanted to. "I'll never forget you Georgia, and never forget me."
"In a hundred years I could never forget the one Daisy Adire."
She smiled. "Goodbye, Mason, it's been fun." She actually hugged him. "Goodbye Colvin." She shook his hand, and she and Rube left.
"So what do you think the new reaper will be like?" asked Colvin.
I shrugged. "I've gotta be somewhere," I mumbled, leaving
I was walking down the street I heard Mason running up behind me. "Georgie! Georgie! We need to talk!"
I turned around, and began to cry. "I don't want to talk about it, Mason."
He hugged me. "Just tell me when you are all right, I can't stand to see you hurting."
"Look, I really want to go somewhere, and I want to be alone for a little bit."
"All right, whatever you want."
I felt bad blowing him off like that, but I needed to deal with this, in my own way. I went to the park where I used to meet with Reggie, and I sat on the bench, and I began to cry. I looked at my watch, and knew that she was gone, and someone new had replaced her. I didn't want her to be replaced, I wanted her. I wanted my friend back! It wasn't fair! Why did I have to loose someone else in my life? Daisy and I had our differences, but for the most part we were close friends, almost like sisters, and I didn't want to loose that. But I never had a choice in the matter. I was fate's bitch, and it would dangle something in front of me just long enough to make me think I was happy, and would be for a long time, and then it would be taken away from me.
I thought that the hardest thing that I would have to deal with as a reaper was losing Betty, I never thought that anyone else in the group would get their last soul. Call it naive, but I thought that three of us would get our last souls on the same day, and we'd brave whatever happened to lay before us together. Part of me wished I had been a religious person when I was alive, because maybe religion could help to explain what was going on. Of course I think if I was a religious person in life I would not have dealt with my after life very well.
I knew that this was part of life, but it had been a while since I had lost anyone, and it really hurt. Whenever I lost someone I always wished that I had more warning. At least when my grandmother died when I was a kid I knew that he had been sick, so I could kind of prepare myself for it, but of late whenever tragedy struck it was sudden, and I didn't like it.
For fuck's sake I had died, or became undead at the age of 18, and I had been a reaper 15 years, which meant that anything of significance that happened in my life I could not tell people how long it had been because they wouldn't believe. When I told some people that I was in love with Mason, the laughed it off as puppy love, and I couldn't very well tell people that I had lived with him for fifteen years cause they'd think I was crazy or something. Even if they thought I was twenty five I would still be too young to have a relationship of substance, save a best friend, which had lasted that long.
There was also the problem that sooner or later I would have to stop being friends with Reggie, because she was already starting to get suspicious about the fact that I never look older. I didn't know how I was going to stop being friends with her, but I knew that some day I would simply have to. Being undead really did suck! Jesus fucking Christ I was so confused, I just needed time to think. Why did I have to go and become a reaper? I spent a little while longer at the park before going home.
When I got home Mason was on sitting on the couch, and I could tell that he had been crying. I sat next to him and he hugged me, and I started sob.
"It's going to okay, Georgie," he tried to assure me.
"It's going to be so strange around here without her."
"Yeah, it is, but I'm sure we'll get used to it."
I nodded. "I know, but I'm still going to miss her."
The phone rang, and he answered. "Hello?" He nodded, and then turned to me. "Rube wants us to meet him at Der Waffle Haus, this can't be a good sign about the new reaper."
We got in the car, and went over to Der Waffle Haus. Inside Rube was sitting with a girl with short spiked hair, with her eye brow, and labret pierced, and I was pretty sure she had some other places that we couldn't see. We went inside to join him, I sat next to Rube, and Mason sat next to her.
"Hello hottie!" she exclaimed.
"Uh, I'm spoken for," he replied.
"Obedient little lap dog aren't you?"
"Just monogamous."
"Where's the fun in that?"
"Mason meet Anika," Rube said, his hand on his temple, taking a sip of coffee.
"Who's the chick?" she asked.
"I'm George, Mason's, girlfriend," I replied.
"Girlfriend, that's so high school!"
I shrugged. "Whatever."
I hated her. She was after my guy, and she looked like she was almost thirty and still into the punk look. The waitress came by and I ordered a coffee, I would need as much caffeine as I could get if I had to spend any amount of time with her.
"Uh, hello!?" Anika screamed. "What about me!! That's twice you haven't seen my bitch!"
"I told you already she can't see you," Rube explained.
"Then why the fuck can these two see me?"
Rube sighed. "They're grim reapers."
"How many are there?"
"A lot, I can't say exactly how many, but there are groups like this in every part of the world, some places are bigger some are smaller."
She nodded. "So why are you telling me all this?"
"Because you're going to be a reaper."
"Why am I become a reaper?"
"Because the person who took your soul was a reaper, and you were the last soul that she took, and you have to replace her."
"What if I don't want to."
"You're fucked, you don't have a choice in the matter," I muttered, Mason laughed.
"What does that mean?"
"It means," said Rube. "That this is not something that you have a choice in the matter. When you become a reaper you have a certain amount of souls you have to collect before you can make the final transition. You don't know how many souls you have to collect, but you know who is your last one. The last soul you takes becomes the next reaper."
"So I'm alive?"
"Not exactly, you're undead."
She shrugged her shoulders. "And there's no way I can get out of it?"
"I'm afraid not, ask Peanut the tricks she tried that failed when she first started."
I glared at him. The waitress came back with our drinks, and I was glad for the coffee. Anika tried to take the coffee, but as she was still technically just a soul, her hand went right though it. She looked pretty pissed off about it. I shrugged, and wondered why we had to be there to meet her, when Colvin was nowhere to be found. I really hoped that Rube was thinking of having her stay with us. I was still pretty pissed off about the time that he had Colvin squat with us!
"When's your next appointment, Peanut?" Rube asked.
"In about an hour," I replied.
"Good, I want you to take Anika with you, so that she can see what we do. When you're done come back here."
I nodded, and finished my coffee. "Mason, I'm taking the car."
"All right Georgie, see you later." He kissed me and I left.
I got into the car, and Anika got in next to me. I don't know how that works with her not being able to touch things, but I guess if you can walk you car ride.
"So how long have you been a reaper?" Anika asked.
"Fifteen years."
"Shit, you started young then!"
I gave her a strange look. "Oh, no we don't age, I was 18 when I was killed, and I guess I'll be 18 till I take my last soul."
"Oh, I see."
"You still have a lot to learn."
"Yeah, I'm starting to see that."
I smiled. "Don't worry it's not so bad. So how did you die?"
"I was in the wrong place at the wrong time."
I laughed. "Aren't we all. I got killed by a toilet seat from the space shuttle."
"Mine wasn't quiet that bad. This kid was playing with a gun in his house, the thought it didn't have bullets in it. He aimed at me, pulled the trigger, and low and behold there were bullets in it."
"Tell me again why guns are legal in this country."
She laughed. "So how long have you been seeing Mason?"
"About fifteen years now."
She nodded. "So where are we going?"
"To a grocery store on the other side of town, where K. Foster is going to die."
"How?"
"Don't know yet, all we know is the name, location and estimated time of death, ETD. We go to the location at around the time, and then we look for risk factors, and try to blend in."
"Risk factors?"
"Anything that looks like it could be potentially dangerous. Then around the time of the accident you see who's around the biggest risk factor, and you take their soul."
"How do you do that?"
"By touching them."
"Couldn't we technically take anyone's soul?"
I shrugged. "From what I understand you can only take souls that you are meant to take. Once you're assigned a soul no one else can take it. There are times when reapers have taken a soul and put it back, but there are big consequences for doing that."
She nodded. "I see."
"The whole thing makes more sense once you've been doing it a while, trust me."
"So Rube said something about asking you about what you did?"
"I tried to get out of it. It doesn't work. There are some loopholes, but again there are consequences. If you don't go get the soul, the soul stays in the body until you do. Stuff like that."
We got to the grocery store, and I took a cart so I'd blend in. There was twenty minutes until K. Foster was going to die. I figured since I had some time to kill I'd just do some grocery shopping. I got what I needed, and went to the aisle where it was going to happen with five minutes to spare. I looked around.
"Would, that stack of boxes be a risk factor?" asked Anika.
"You're good at this, I'd say it's a big risk factor. They shouldn't be there, and I'd say they're full, and they look pretty unstable."
She smiled. "Maybe I have a knack for this sort of thing."
There was one woman coming down the aisle, pretty fast, not paying any attention. Looking everywhere but in front of her. As she passed me I touched her shoulder, and took her soul. She ran right into the boxes, I backed up, and the fell all over her. Crushing her instantly, I don't think she felt any pain. I went to the checkout and paid for the stuff I had picked up, and returned to Der Waffle Haus, where it was Mason's turn to show Anika his tricks. Sometime between when we left and came back, Anika had gotten a physical form, and was able to get a drink before she went with Mason. I trusted her slightly more after hanging out with her.
I decided to call Reggie, and see what she was up to. We met there, and Rube had left, and told Mason that he'd be around the house. I don't know why he'd want to meet up there, but whatever. Reggie showed up, and ordered pancakes, while I got some fries.
"So what's up?" she asked me.
"Not too much, just wanted to talk a little about your wedding because we got cut short yesterday," I replied.
"Yeah, I'm glad. In all the fuss yesterday I forgot to tell you something. After we get married we're going to move to London for work!"
"Really, I'm gonna miss you!'
"I'm going to miss you too, but it's a great opportunity for us both, and I'm really excited about it!" "Then I'm happy for you!" I was very relieved, if they stayed in London we wouldn't have to see each other, and we could continue being friends. It was the best news I had received all day!
"I'm so glad, I was worried, you'd try to talk me out of it."
"Why would I do that? If you think it's for the best, then go for it. You'll make new friends there, and I'm sure your family can visit, and you can visit them."
She shrugged. "I know."
"So back to the wedding, what are you going to about your parents?"
"They said that they'd behave seeing as it's their only daughter's wedding. Well, you know what I mean the only daughter that can have a wedding."
I nodded. "That's good then. What do they think of the candle thing?"
"My dad really likes the idea, my mom on the other hand hates it. But she told me that since it was my wedding and I could do as I pleased, even if that meant depressing everyone on such a happy day."
"How would that be depressing?"
"I don't know, I mean it's not like I'm going to say how she died or anything."
I laughed. "So what are you going to say."
"I don't know something along the lines of, this candle represents the sprit of my sister, George, who was tragically killed when she was eighteen. She meant a lot to me, and I could not bare to not have her involved in my wedding, and this was the best way I could think of."
I smiled. "That's really sweet."
"So I talked to the other girls that are going to be in the bridal party, and they've deiced that they want to go shopping on the second Saturday of next month. Is that good for you"
"Yeah, it should be. I may have an appointment at some time that day, but I'll try and work around it."
"You have a lot of appointments at strange times."
"I know, I hate it but such is life."
I never told Reggie what the appointments were for, and she never asked, I was glad because I don't think I could think of a lie that would make sense. We talked for a little while longer, before she had to go meet with Max. I went back to the house, and a few minutes later Rube pulled up. I let him in, and we sat down in the living room.
"How are you with all of this Peanut?" he asked me.
"I'm upset because I miss Daisy, but I know that it's just part of this, and I can accept. I'm dealing with it my own way."
"What do you think of Anika?"
"She seems nice enough, she could loose the punk look though."
He laughed. "We'll work on that, let's start with making her a good reaper."
"I think she'll be pretty good, she spotted what was going to kill the person before I did."
Rube nodded. "That's good information to know."
"Does it mean anything?"
"Probably not, but it's good to know that she has some kind of knack for this. I hope Mason isn't teaching her too many of his bad habits."
I laughed. "Probably not, just showing her how to pick pockets."
"I suppose it can be a useful tool.""Having done the day job thing, I have to admit it's much easier."
"So what are you planning on doing next?"
"I'm thinking of taking some more courses, if money allows."
"That could be interesting."
"Yeah, I figure I may as well take advantage of looking like a college student, right?"
"I'm glad that you're starting to feel better about this whole thing."
"Yeah, me too, cause by the looks of things I'm in it for the long haul."
"You get to see things that most people never do, and just think of what you've learned when it's all said and done."
I nodded. "Very true, I think that I'm probably a better person having been undead."
"I think that's why we're chosen to do things. Our number may be up, but there is something we have yet to learn. I've seen a lot of reapers come and go, and none have been the same when they started as when they left." I smiled, maybe he was onto something. Mason came back a little while later, and explained to us that he had found Anika a little apartment, and told him where it was. Rube left, and Mason and I went upstairs.
End
End notes: should I do one of Reggie's wedding, or about her leaving? I don't really know, I kinda wanna skip ahead to the next one, but tell me what you think. What do you think of Anika? Feedback would be nice hugz and kissez trista aka the dustytiger