AUTHORS NOTE: Well bring on the confusion…here's what I got for Ch. 2

Ps: still don't own Kim Possible, blah blah blah, but I did make up Bernie so HA!

Ch.2 'An Angel'

" 'Scuse me, what exactly is wrong?" asked Ron to the man. The man blinked at him.

"You can see me?" the man said bewildered after a moment. Ron shrugged. Aside from the fact that there was a short- pudgy sorta man who seemed to think he was invisible, something else nagged at Ron. Ignoring the man's mumbling, Ron surveyed the area. It was blank. That's the only way Ron could explain the surroundings- empty, lacking in color, texture, and quality.

"Where are we? Wha..what happened to Middleton? WHATS GOING ON?" Ron demanded.

"I'm terribly sorry, Ronald-" The man started

"How do you know my name?" Ron cut him off.

"As I was saying, I'm terribly sorry but it seems I may have umm…made a mistake" the short man bit his lower lip " I may have umm…well you see, its ummm" he kept on stammering.

"Look mister wouldja stop saying 'ummm' and explain spill," Ron said.

"My name is Bernie, soon to be former angel, and I fell asleep and now you're dead," Bernie stated calmly. Now it was Ron's turn to blink and stammer.

"What the hell? You're crazy mister, now see-"

"Take a look around and welcome to the realm of the NON-LIVING" Bernie shouted "and now I'm screwed"

"Well if I'm the dead one, don't cha think I'M the screwed one?" Ron said still in disbelief, "Now, seeing as how I must have hit my head hard-"

"You didn't hit your head" Bernie interjected.

"Well if you're really and angel, where are your wings? Huh? Answer me that! And if I'm really dead, why don't I feel dead?" Ron was sarcastic, but deep down on the verge of breaking down.

"How is one suppose to feel when dead Ronald? And as for the wings, well they're a bit unnecessary don't you think? I mean honestly!" Bernie saw Ron cross his arms " Oh fine you want wings, you got 'em!" Bernie's back started to morph, it was icky and Ron found himself shuddering. POP! Out came a set of wings. Bright, white, and beautiful, with a shine so heavenly about them. Ron's jaw dropped. I'm dreaming, I have to be, common Ronnie boy WAKE UP! Ron's mind shouted.

"No Ronald, its not a dream, I wish I could make it so, I truly do" Bernie said sadly. Ron's head sank.

"You, you can read my mind?" it was more a statement the question. Bernie nodded. Tears began to form in Ron's eyes. "Its true" Ron's voice cracked. Bernie sighed and nodded again.

"Its true" Bernie said as his back began to bubble and the glorious wings were no more.


Any better? I'll write more soon, but i gotta hit the sack, I want HONEST opinions! -- always Demon