TITLE: A Day in the Life of a Grim Reaper; Behind the Cloak and Sickle (Part22of30)
AUTHOR: trista
DISCLAIMER: George and the concept is not mine, it belongs to MGM, showcase, Ellen Muth, and the creator of the series, the new characters are mine, but I don't think anyone will be borrowing them.
RATING: PG-13 (for language, but the kids these days…) bordering R for a sex convo
CONTENT: Reggie/Millie friendship, Mason/George romance
SUMMARY: Luc tells George he wants to sleep with her, she needs advice. What's this about temp reapers? Read on to find out.
AUTHORS NOTES: I'm going song happy, deal with it, I got an MP3 player for xmas, and well there are lots of songs that I listen to and want to incorporate into the story. Today's song is…. "the next big thing" by a local (Ottawa) band called spread. For the ppl who have done my poll thinger about the CD thanx, the rest of you hop over there PLEASE, I'll be emailing ppl soon, it seems they're changing the mail prices in caunkistan so I'll have to hop over to the post office to get prices.Enough of the chit-chat on with the fic!!!
I woke up the next morning, not really surprised that Anika was there, although I was a little surprised that she didn't show up with anyone else, Drew got there shortly after Anika, and we all sat down at the kitchen table, Luc had made coffee when he woke up so everyone had some of that to drink. We were all pretty anxious to hear what Anika had to say about Luc showing up, and why someone else hadn't shown up to take Colvin's place. Luc seemed really nice though, and I was hoping that he would be staying for a while.
"All right, I guess the first thing I need to explain is what happened with Colvin, and for how long Luc is going to be with us," Anika said, we all nodded. "It seems that Luc has taken Colvin's place, temporarily as he only has a few more souls to reap before he's done. Whoever replaced Colvin ended up in plague division, and when Luc has collected his last soul then a new, old reaper will come to replace him."
"So you mean we're going to have temp reapers in the group now?" I asked.
"Pretty much, yeah," Anika explained.
I shook my head. "Whatever, can I get my post-it now, I wanna go for a walk."
"Someone's PMSing," Luc said.
"Go fuck yourself!"
Anika handed my post-it and I stormed out the door. The arrogance of the little bastard, after I let him crash at my house. Well, Colt's house too, but still he could be a little nicer! Everyone was going to be pissing me off that day, I was just in a foul mood. I looked at my post-it, crumpled it up and tried to throw it at tree. Seeing that a post-it is small it didn't go very far. I wanted to just start to scream, I needed a release, and I needed it quick. I was surprised to notice that Luc had followed me out of the house.
"George, I'm sorry, I was just trying to make a joke, I didn't realize were a feminist," he explained.
"I'm not a feminist, thank you very much."
"There's nothing wrong with that if you are."
"You make it sound like a disease! I'm just in a bad mood, I don't know why."
"Well you want to talk about it, I'll listen."
I nodded. "Thanks, and you can stay at the house till your time is up."
"Thanks, that's really classy of you."
I smiled. "So how long have you been a reaper for anyway?"
"A little over a hundred years."
"Shit, that sucks, and here I am bitching about forty years."
"Well that explains your mood, it's a really tough milestone."
"Why at forty?"
"Who knows, every reaper I've known goes through a funk when they hit forty years as a reaper."
I shrugged. "I don't remember Mason doing that and he was at about forty years when I met him."
"You knew Mason?"
"I only messed around with him, if you will, for over thirty years!""Oh! You're toilet seat girl, I thought Anika was!"
"Thanks for that, I haven't been called that in a few years! How do you know Mason?"
"Everyone knew Mason, we were pretty good friends a few years before you became a reaper, he went through his slump earlier then most reapers. Besides, even if he hadn't he wouldn't have gotten too upset seeing as he had you in his life."
I blushed. "You sound like him when you say stuff like that."
"I aim to please."
I smiled. "Look, you're very nice and all, but I wouldn't feel right pursuing anything, Mason took my heart with him." "I'm not looking for a heart, I'm looking to make you feel better."
I shook my head. "That is not what I need."
He shrugged. "Whatever."
Again, I walked away from him, glad that my appointment was early, but I wasn't sure what I'd do the rest of the day to avoid him. I knew he was only a temp but he was gong to be staying at my house. It was nice to have someone pay attention to me, but there was a part of me that felt like I was being unfaithful to Mason. Maybe I'd talk to Colt later, or email Reggie, I needed another opinion, actually I probably needed many more then one opinion.
I went to where my appointment was, and stood at the street corner only half paying attention, I'm surprised I even noticed that the manhole cover was left open. I guess after a while even when grim reaping you can become a monkey. I stood by the open manhole and just at the right time I reached over and popped the soul of a young man, who was busy listening to his personal CD player. I could have been reading a book, or making out with someone and I still would have taken that soul at the right time. It really depressed me. Of course since I was having a piss poor day the soul had to be a wayward one, at least he'd kill time before I had to deal with Luc again, I should have asked him when his appointment was.
"Holy shit!" exclaimed the now soul. "Am I dead?"
"Yup," I replied.
"By falling into the manhole?"
"Yup."
"This is like so Wiley Coyote!" He laughed
"Yup, we see that a lot."
"We? How is we?"
"We, grim reapers."
"You mean there's more then one"
"Yup."
"Far out!! That's too cool! How can I sign up to be a grim reaper?"
I shook my head. "You don't sign up, you're chosen."
"Was I chosen?"
"Nope, if you had been chosen I wouldn't be standing here right now."
"Damn! Not that I'm pissed you're here or anything, I must be really lucky to have gotten such a beautiful reaper!"
I half smiled. "Thanks, but I'm taken, and I don't think reapers and the dead can do that."
He pouted. "Well isn't that a shame, so what's next?"
"Usually you move on."
"Cool, how do I do that?"
"Well most people see something and go to it?"
"What kind of something?"
"Something that they like, their heaven I guess."
"That's so cool. What was yours like?"
"I haven't seen it yet, and if this was my idea of heaven I'd need some serious therapy."
He started to laugh uncontrollably, the signature laugh of a pothead. He soon saw a giant bong appear in front of him, and went to him. At one point that bong would have been something that Mason would not have been able to resist, and now he was gone. I walked home, slowly, taking my time as to not want to deal with Luc. When I did get home, I was happy to learn that no one was home, so I took the opportunity to email Reggie.
Hi,
I know that I just emailed you and stuff, but I really need an opinion about something. One of Mason's friends has just moved in near by, and I'm wondering if I should just go for the casual thing with him while he's here. It seems so stupid, and I don't really think that I need sex that bad, sure it's been five years, but how long did I go before I had it? I need a girl's opinion on this, please get back to me as soon as you can.
-Millie
I thought I was alone, and then from downstairs I heard a guitar, and singing.
And the feeling turns against you inside,
and you leave it all in the back of your mind
I'd take it in but I know it goes through you
And the photograph the drowns you in lies
Has made it through all the doubt in their eyes
But you leave it all when a superstar calls you
Nobody knows…
Nobody knows …what you do as you are
And if I see in my truth it's you will be right there
And if I see in my truth it's you'll be the next
You'll be the next big thing
It's just how you waited
Never stops the things you crave
And it fills out each waiting that fools you
Slept through my favorite song
But the glass house still gets it wrong
And you read out the lyrics they're used to!
Nobody knows… what you do as you are
Nobody knows …what you do, what you are
And if I see in my truth it's you will be right there
And if I see in my future it's you will be somewhere
And if is see in my truth it's you'll be the next
You'll be the next big thing
Nobody knows… what you do as you are
And if I see in my truth it's you will be right there
And if I see in my future it's you will be somewhere
And if is see in my truth it's you'll be the next
You'll be the next big thing
You will, you will you'll be the next big thing!
All of us are near
All of us are near
And all… all of us are near
I went downstairs, and knocked lightly on the door after he was done. He looked up, and gave me a half hearted smile, I swore the big toughie was crying, but I didn't call him on it. He looked as depressed as I felt.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"My band made it big, and I'm not even in it anymore!" he exclaimed.
"Oh…"
"This song spoke to me when heard it, fuck can you believe it, I could have been a rockstar, and instead I got killed with a fucking toothbrush! A toothbrush, and the little prick that did it is now the fucking rockstar!" He picked up the guitar and threw it against the wall on the other side of the room.
"Colt!" I screamed. "I still have to live here!"
"I'm mad all right!?"
"And ruining your guitar, that is one of your only connections with your life is going to make you less mad?"
He all of a suddenly started to cry. "Nothing is going to make me feel less mad George!"
"Colt, I know that you think that there is no way that you can get over this, and you know what you won't entirely, but eventually it won't hurt so much."
"How would you know that!?"
"For one thing the person who replaced the only person I've loved is my best friend, and I didn't even think I'd ever be able to look at you without crying, or being angry, and here we are."
He shrugged. "Why is it that the fucking song is in high rotation!? I wrote the damn thing! There's no mention of me anywhere!"
"There is probably something on the liner notes."
He stood up and began to pace around the room. "The liner notes! No one even reads that, I get no credit for anything!" "You're dead, well undead, but as far as they know you're dead!"
"But the little fucked got away with killing me and is now reaping in my money while I have to reap souls for a fucking living! I have to steal to eat, and kills me and steals my life and gets everything! Where the hell is the justice in that George?"
"I couldn't tell you, if I understood how fate worked I'd be very happy. I wish I understood why fate takes great joy in ripping our hearts into shreds as reapers, I mean its hard enough to see so much death without your life being shit too!"
"This fucking sucks."
"Big time."
"So why are you so grumpy today anyway?"
"Luc said something about all reapers going through this grumpy phase."
"How are you going to get out of it?"
I shrugged. "He suggested sex."
"Well, it has been five years, hasn't it George?"
"How would you know?"
"I've lived with you that long and have near seen you with a guy."
"Why do guys seem to think that having sex with someone is going to make me feel better. I'd feel like I was cheating on Mason."
"He's not here, you can't be cheating on him, besides if you can have sex where he is I'm sure he's having casual sex too. I mean can you imagine the hotties that are there?"
I rolled my eyes. "It doesn't make it right."
"It's just sex, it's not having any kind of close relationship with a guy, it's just fulfilling your carnal desires for one night."
I shook my head. "I don't know if I can do that making love is about two people who care about each other coming together." "We're not talking about making love, George, we're talking about sex, just sex, for the point of having sex. You cant' tell me that you've never done it."
"Mason was my first."
He nodded. "All right, well then at least you're not giving yourself away. It's fun."
"I'm sure that it is, Colt, but I'm not about to jump into bed with every guy I see!"
"I'm not telling you to do that, you have an offer from a guy that you kind of know. There are ways of preventing getting into trouble."
"I really don't know about this, Colt it seems wrong."
"If you were a guy would you think it was wrong for him to have a one night stand with whomever he pleases?"
"I guess not."
"You didn't think Mason was a slut for being around before you were with hime?
"No!"
"Then don't think of yourself as a slut if you be with Luc. It's for one night, and after he moves on you don't have to deal with him anymore. It's a win win situation, you'll get what you need to get out of your slump, and he'll get what he thinks he needs as a send off to the real afterlife."
I shrugged. "You make it seem so easy."
"It is that easy, for a guy anyway, I don't understand why it can't be so easy for you too."
"And as a guy you don't see the girl as a slut?"
"No! It's not like you're going and screwing anything you come across! That's a slut. It's women who call women who like sex sluts, not men. Men are just glad to find people with similar sex drives."I smiled. "I guess so."
"I bet that's part of what Mason liked about you, you were probably able to keep up with him a lot more then most of the women he was with."
I blushed. "Well, but he had no way of knowing that before we were together!"He shrugged. "No, but he didn't know he loved you when you two first hooked up."
"I know you're right, but I'm not sure I can just have sex with some guy I've only just met."
"It's your choice, George, I hate to cut this short but I have an appointment I should be getting to."
He stood he got up and picked up his guitar, and laid it against a wall. He was looking a lot less upset then when I walked in. He went to leave and gave me a big bear hug.
"Thank you, I feel better," he told me. "I should know by now I can't control anything from my other life. I think I'll be okay, but I can still come talk to you?"
"Always," I whispered. "And thank you for a male opinion, I hope I get my female one soon."
End
End notes: what's George going to do?? Find out in the next installment, which should be posted pretty soon. Then I'm not sure what's going to happen, but I've got little parts of future parts started already! Moonie, I'll make Luc's replacement temp a female just for you, kay?
Hugz and kissez trista aka the dustytiger
AUTHOR: trista
DISCLAIMER: George and the concept is not mine, it belongs to MGM, showcase, Ellen Muth, and the creator of the series, the new characters are mine, but I don't think anyone will be borrowing them.
RATING: PG-13 (for language, but the kids these days…) bordering R for a sex convo
CONTENT: Reggie/Millie friendship, Mason/George romance
SUMMARY: Luc tells George he wants to sleep with her, she needs advice. What's this about temp reapers? Read on to find out.
AUTHORS NOTES: I'm going song happy, deal with it, I got an MP3 player for xmas, and well there are lots of songs that I listen to and want to incorporate into the story. Today's song is…. "the next big thing" by a local (Ottawa) band called spread. For the ppl who have done my poll thinger about the CD thanx, the rest of you hop over there PLEASE, I'll be emailing ppl soon, it seems they're changing the mail prices in caunkistan so I'll have to hop over to the post office to get prices.Enough of the chit-chat on with the fic!!!
I woke up the next morning, not really surprised that Anika was there, although I was a little surprised that she didn't show up with anyone else, Drew got there shortly after Anika, and we all sat down at the kitchen table, Luc had made coffee when he woke up so everyone had some of that to drink. We were all pretty anxious to hear what Anika had to say about Luc showing up, and why someone else hadn't shown up to take Colvin's place. Luc seemed really nice though, and I was hoping that he would be staying for a while.
"All right, I guess the first thing I need to explain is what happened with Colvin, and for how long Luc is going to be with us," Anika said, we all nodded. "It seems that Luc has taken Colvin's place, temporarily as he only has a few more souls to reap before he's done. Whoever replaced Colvin ended up in plague division, and when Luc has collected his last soul then a new, old reaper will come to replace him."
"So you mean we're going to have temp reapers in the group now?" I asked.
"Pretty much, yeah," Anika explained.
I shook my head. "Whatever, can I get my post-it now, I wanna go for a walk."
"Someone's PMSing," Luc said.
"Go fuck yourself!"
Anika handed my post-it and I stormed out the door. The arrogance of the little bastard, after I let him crash at my house. Well, Colt's house too, but still he could be a little nicer! Everyone was going to be pissing me off that day, I was just in a foul mood. I looked at my post-it, crumpled it up and tried to throw it at tree. Seeing that a post-it is small it didn't go very far. I wanted to just start to scream, I needed a release, and I needed it quick. I was surprised to notice that Luc had followed me out of the house.
"George, I'm sorry, I was just trying to make a joke, I didn't realize were a feminist," he explained.
"I'm not a feminist, thank you very much."
"There's nothing wrong with that if you are."
"You make it sound like a disease! I'm just in a bad mood, I don't know why."
"Well you want to talk about it, I'll listen."
I nodded. "Thanks, and you can stay at the house till your time is up."
"Thanks, that's really classy of you."
I smiled. "So how long have you been a reaper for anyway?"
"A little over a hundred years."
"Shit, that sucks, and here I am bitching about forty years."
"Well that explains your mood, it's a really tough milestone."
"Why at forty?"
"Who knows, every reaper I've known goes through a funk when they hit forty years as a reaper."
I shrugged. "I don't remember Mason doing that and he was at about forty years when I met him."
"You knew Mason?"
"I only messed around with him, if you will, for over thirty years!""Oh! You're toilet seat girl, I thought Anika was!"
"Thanks for that, I haven't been called that in a few years! How do you know Mason?"
"Everyone knew Mason, we were pretty good friends a few years before you became a reaper, he went through his slump earlier then most reapers. Besides, even if he hadn't he wouldn't have gotten too upset seeing as he had you in his life."
I blushed. "You sound like him when you say stuff like that."
"I aim to please."
I smiled. "Look, you're very nice and all, but I wouldn't feel right pursuing anything, Mason took my heart with him." "I'm not looking for a heart, I'm looking to make you feel better."
I shook my head. "That is not what I need."
He shrugged. "Whatever."
Again, I walked away from him, glad that my appointment was early, but I wasn't sure what I'd do the rest of the day to avoid him. I knew he was only a temp but he was gong to be staying at my house. It was nice to have someone pay attention to me, but there was a part of me that felt like I was being unfaithful to Mason. Maybe I'd talk to Colt later, or email Reggie, I needed another opinion, actually I probably needed many more then one opinion.
I went to where my appointment was, and stood at the street corner only half paying attention, I'm surprised I even noticed that the manhole cover was left open. I guess after a while even when grim reaping you can become a monkey. I stood by the open manhole and just at the right time I reached over and popped the soul of a young man, who was busy listening to his personal CD player. I could have been reading a book, or making out with someone and I still would have taken that soul at the right time. It really depressed me. Of course since I was having a piss poor day the soul had to be a wayward one, at least he'd kill time before I had to deal with Luc again, I should have asked him when his appointment was.
"Holy shit!" exclaimed the now soul. "Am I dead?"
"Yup," I replied.
"By falling into the manhole?"
"Yup."
"This is like so Wiley Coyote!" He laughed
"Yup, we see that a lot."
"We? How is we?"
"We, grim reapers."
"You mean there's more then one"
"Yup."
"Far out!! That's too cool! How can I sign up to be a grim reaper?"
I shook my head. "You don't sign up, you're chosen."
"Was I chosen?"
"Nope, if you had been chosen I wouldn't be standing here right now."
"Damn! Not that I'm pissed you're here or anything, I must be really lucky to have gotten such a beautiful reaper!"
I half smiled. "Thanks, but I'm taken, and I don't think reapers and the dead can do that."
He pouted. "Well isn't that a shame, so what's next?"
"Usually you move on."
"Cool, how do I do that?"
"Well most people see something and go to it?"
"What kind of something?"
"Something that they like, their heaven I guess."
"That's so cool. What was yours like?"
"I haven't seen it yet, and if this was my idea of heaven I'd need some serious therapy."
He started to laugh uncontrollably, the signature laugh of a pothead. He soon saw a giant bong appear in front of him, and went to him. At one point that bong would have been something that Mason would not have been able to resist, and now he was gone. I walked home, slowly, taking my time as to not want to deal with Luc. When I did get home, I was happy to learn that no one was home, so I took the opportunity to email Reggie.
Hi,
I know that I just emailed you and stuff, but I really need an opinion about something. One of Mason's friends has just moved in near by, and I'm wondering if I should just go for the casual thing with him while he's here. It seems so stupid, and I don't really think that I need sex that bad, sure it's been five years, but how long did I go before I had it? I need a girl's opinion on this, please get back to me as soon as you can.
-Millie
I thought I was alone, and then from downstairs I heard a guitar, and singing.
And the feeling turns against you inside,
and you leave it all in the back of your mind
I'd take it in but I know it goes through you
And the photograph the drowns you in lies
Has made it through all the doubt in their eyes
But you leave it all when a superstar calls you
Nobody knows…
Nobody knows …what you do as you are
And if I see in my truth it's you will be right there
And if I see in my truth it's you'll be the next
You'll be the next big thing
It's just how you waited
Never stops the things you crave
And it fills out each waiting that fools you
Slept through my favorite song
But the glass house still gets it wrong
And you read out the lyrics they're used to!
Nobody knows… what you do as you are
Nobody knows …what you do, what you are
And if I see in my truth it's you will be right there
And if I see in my future it's you will be somewhere
And if is see in my truth it's you'll be the next
You'll be the next big thing
Nobody knows… what you do as you are
And if I see in my truth it's you will be right there
And if I see in my future it's you will be somewhere
And if is see in my truth it's you'll be the next
You'll be the next big thing
You will, you will you'll be the next big thing!
All of us are near
All of us are near
And all… all of us are near
I went downstairs, and knocked lightly on the door after he was done. He looked up, and gave me a half hearted smile, I swore the big toughie was crying, but I didn't call him on it. He looked as depressed as I felt.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"My band made it big, and I'm not even in it anymore!" he exclaimed.
"Oh…"
"This song spoke to me when heard it, fuck can you believe it, I could have been a rockstar, and instead I got killed with a fucking toothbrush! A toothbrush, and the little prick that did it is now the fucking rockstar!" He picked up the guitar and threw it against the wall on the other side of the room.
"Colt!" I screamed. "I still have to live here!"
"I'm mad all right!?"
"And ruining your guitar, that is one of your only connections with your life is going to make you less mad?"
He all of a suddenly started to cry. "Nothing is going to make me feel less mad George!"
"Colt, I know that you think that there is no way that you can get over this, and you know what you won't entirely, but eventually it won't hurt so much."
"How would you know that!?"
"For one thing the person who replaced the only person I've loved is my best friend, and I didn't even think I'd ever be able to look at you without crying, or being angry, and here we are."
He shrugged. "Why is it that the fucking song is in high rotation!? I wrote the damn thing! There's no mention of me anywhere!"
"There is probably something on the liner notes."
He stood up and began to pace around the room. "The liner notes! No one even reads that, I get no credit for anything!" "You're dead, well undead, but as far as they know you're dead!"
"But the little fucked got away with killing me and is now reaping in my money while I have to reap souls for a fucking living! I have to steal to eat, and kills me and steals my life and gets everything! Where the hell is the justice in that George?"
"I couldn't tell you, if I understood how fate worked I'd be very happy. I wish I understood why fate takes great joy in ripping our hearts into shreds as reapers, I mean its hard enough to see so much death without your life being shit too!"
"This fucking sucks."
"Big time."
"So why are you so grumpy today anyway?"
"Luc said something about all reapers going through this grumpy phase."
"How are you going to get out of it?"
I shrugged. "He suggested sex."
"Well, it has been five years, hasn't it George?"
"How would you know?"
"I've lived with you that long and have near seen you with a guy."
"Why do guys seem to think that having sex with someone is going to make me feel better. I'd feel like I was cheating on Mason."
"He's not here, you can't be cheating on him, besides if you can have sex where he is I'm sure he's having casual sex too. I mean can you imagine the hotties that are there?"
I rolled my eyes. "It doesn't make it right."
"It's just sex, it's not having any kind of close relationship with a guy, it's just fulfilling your carnal desires for one night."
I shook my head. "I don't know if I can do that making love is about two people who care about each other coming together." "We're not talking about making love, George, we're talking about sex, just sex, for the point of having sex. You cant' tell me that you've never done it."
"Mason was my first."
He nodded. "All right, well then at least you're not giving yourself away. It's fun."
"I'm sure that it is, Colt, but I'm not about to jump into bed with every guy I see!"
"I'm not telling you to do that, you have an offer from a guy that you kind of know. There are ways of preventing getting into trouble."
"I really don't know about this, Colt it seems wrong."
"If you were a guy would you think it was wrong for him to have a one night stand with whomever he pleases?"
"I guess not."
"You didn't think Mason was a slut for being around before you were with hime?
"No!"
"Then don't think of yourself as a slut if you be with Luc. It's for one night, and after he moves on you don't have to deal with him anymore. It's a win win situation, you'll get what you need to get out of your slump, and he'll get what he thinks he needs as a send off to the real afterlife."
I shrugged. "You make it seem so easy."
"It is that easy, for a guy anyway, I don't understand why it can't be so easy for you too."
"And as a guy you don't see the girl as a slut?"
"No! It's not like you're going and screwing anything you come across! That's a slut. It's women who call women who like sex sluts, not men. Men are just glad to find people with similar sex drives."I smiled. "I guess so."
"I bet that's part of what Mason liked about you, you were probably able to keep up with him a lot more then most of the women he was with."
I blushed. "Well, but he had no way of knowing that before we were together!"He shrugged. "No, but he didn't know he loved you when you two first hooked up."
"I know you're right, but I'm not sure I can just have sex with some guy I've only just met."
"It's your choice, George, I hate to cut this short but I have an appointment I should be getting to."
He stood he got up and picked up his guitar, and laid it against a wall. He was looking a lot less upset then when I walked in. He went to leave and gave me a big bear hug.
"Thank you, I feel better," he told me. "I should know by now I can't control anything from my other life. I think I'll be okay, but I can still come talk to you?"
"Always," I whispered. "And thank you for a male opinion, I hope I get my female one soon."
End
End notes: what's George going to do?? Find out in the next installment, which should be posted pretty soon. Then I'm not sure what's going to happen, but I've got little parts of future parts started already! Moonie, I'll make Luc's replacement temp a female just for you, kay?
Hugz and kissez trista aka the dustytiger