Soooo I've been bouncing rapidly between franchises annnnd I wanted to do an Angel Doggos one-shot (that's the nickname I have it XD) I'm sorry about being so inactive on all my stuff, but sometimes I'm too busy to write :( I'm sorry about that... Anyway, this is basically the scene from the movie where Charlie gets killed by Carface and goes to Heaven, only to cheat his fate and return to Earth using his cunning. Enjoy and review please!

Everything is black. Why is it so dark? Then a burst of colors nearly blinds Charlie, who flails his paws confusedly. Wind blows at his fur, flattening his ears, and before he knew it, he smashed into something really hard, and the sound of breaking glass reached his ears. He lay upside-down against a shining golden gate, for whatever reason. Frightened, Charlie kicked his legs out, trying to steady himself.

"Huh-? W-w-where am I?" he stumbled over the words, looking around with confusion written all over his face. Suddenly a blue light appeared next to him, and when Charlie looked over, a pretty pink whippet with a large ponytail-like thing was floating next to him. "This is the Great Hall of judgement," she filled him in. Panic seized Charlie; he kicked out and found himself floating by the strange dog. "Judgement?!"

She simply waved a tiny paw. "Oh, not to worry, Charlie. You'll go to Heaven." Charlie tilted his head, looking down at his paws and seeing that he was, indeed, levitating. "All dogs go to Heaven, because unlike people, dogs are naturally good, and loyal, and kind," she explained, picking up a diamond and tossing it into the air. "Huh- hey, that's true," Charlie answered, following her as she flew away. He was greeted by a walkway of shapes and colors, with pink clouds everywhere.

"Welcome do doing whatever you wish!" she sang, watching him investigate the area. Charlie grinned, the red banded watch around his neck forgotten completely. Carface had given it to him. "Ah... this is really a... lovely place you've got here!"

The whippet herself had a purple strapped locket, with a pink heart on it. "Eating whenever you please," she singsonged, continuing, "follow me- to a constant different climate, we keep it 73 degrees- we still have Fahrenheit here." Charlie looked down below the floating rug-walkway, and a huge lion, and three lambs, were resting on a fluffy pink cloud. "That's fine with me!"

"Welcome to no more Rat Race!" Charlie just followed, pleased, and let his tongue hang out happily. "Oh boy!"

"To order and calm instead-"

"Ah, great great."

He followed her to her silver desktop, where a book was laying. It looked endless, thick as a cake. She spun on her stool. "Welcome... to being dead."

Charlie was startled. "What?! You mean I'm... I'm...!"

"Stone cold, I'm afraid."

Suddenly Charlie understood what was going on. "I can't believe it!!" he shouted, floating upside down in the air with an angry expression. "I've been murdered!!" The other dog, apparently named Annabelle, by the locket around her neck, flipped through the pages of her book. Charlie recognized himself on the pages. He rolled over and sat upright, his front paws on the table. "I've having trouble finding any goodness or loyalty here, but let me see..." Annabelle said.

"He killed me!!" Charlie growled, staring right at her. "I beg your pardon?" she said, with her calm voice still presently annoying Charlie. "There's a mistake been made here!!" he yelled. He looked down at the page. On it was a young version of himself, a puppy, with ripped up papers in his mouth, and on the other page was his parents, Burt and Loni.

"I don't wanna die!" he kind of sang, gasping when a small golden dish appeared beside him. "You've got the wrong guy!" A fox angel gripped his paw and dabbed it into the pink sparkles inside the container, and Charlie wrenched it away, tucking it under his belly. "I was double-crossed by a dirty rat-" a few small angels pushed him into the air. "Actually this rat was a dog, but his car ran me down-" They stuffed a brown gown over his head, pulling his arms into the sleeves. "I just blew outta jail, I just got back to town- hey! This is hard to explain!" He noticed the wings now behind him, and Annabelle floated up to speak to him. "Can I speak to your superior? 'Cause I DON'TWANNADIE!!!"

"Welcome to doing whatever you wish," she repeated, motioning for an angel to place a halo over Charlie's head. "You've got the wrong guy!" he also repeated, growing frustrated. She paid no mind to his protesting. "Laughing and singing all day-!"

Charlie snarled to himself, ripping the wings off himself and trying to struggle out the the cloak. "Hey! Listen! My time's not up yet!"

"Oh, it is. There's no mistake about that. We know everything." She disappeared into her blue glow, and with the gown-thingy around his head, Charlie was carried up into different, golden clouds. "Murdered in the prime of my life!" he shouted, clenching his fists. "Damn that Carface, I'll kill 'im!" Then he stopped ranting to see lots and lots of watches surrounding them. "Hey... this much be the watch department, huh?"

Annabelle was now in front of him, her glow fading away as she spoke. "Well, you might call it that. You see, this watch is your life..." A shiny golden watch with a blue strap lowered until it was in front of Charlie's face. "And it stopped." The shepherd looked to the side, pleading silently. "Well... can't ya just wind it up or something?" he asked quietly, tilting his head hopefully.

Annabelle looked startled. "And send you back? Oh, no no no no, no-one's ever allowed to go back!" Charlie threw the brown cloak downward after it was off of him. The halo was also gone.

The pink whippet tried to hand Charlie another thick book with a blank page. "Just put your paw right here..." He narrowed his eyes. "Wha'sat for?" he asked. "For a Book of Records. You see, everything about you that was, or will be, is right here." She shoved it into his paws. He had tilted his head upward, and gripped the watch silently, hoping she wouldn't notice, but she did. "Oh, isn't that wonderful." She pulled it out of his grasp. "I love it here." Charlie pushed the book aside, and it floated away. "You mean there's no surprises or anything?"

Annabelle was sitting on a cloud several feet away, up in the air. "Oh, no no no... we know everything."

Charlie put on a sly grin, getting an idea. "Oh, that's just lovely." He jumped over the short cloud staircase (of, like, 3 steps) and landed softly. "The clouds, the grass, the air." Charlie said that part sarcastically.

"Heaven is a wonderful place," Annabelle said, looking over at Charlie as he jumped again onto a small cloud. "Yeah... no surprises, huh?" As his cloud began to drift up towards hers, he decided to put his plan into motion. "Say... would you like to dance?" He offered her his paw, and the two pink clouds merged to create a bigger one. She took it and let him lift her a little off the ground. He placed one paw on her back, supporting her, and the other held her tiny paw. "You mean if I'm waiting for an inside straight up here, I'd know in advance whether I filled it?" he asked, putting on a flirty smile and slowly moving around the cloud.

"We know how it all turns out," she replied, closing her eyes. Charlie looked into her eyes. She was falling for it! "You must've studied dancing... you have natural rhythm..." Then he began to spin in circles, putting her down gently and holding on to her paw, and holding his other one out. Annabelle put a paw to her forehead. "Oh! I'm getting dizzy!"

Charlie halted and caught her as she fell into him, lifting her again and gently swaying back and forth. Her head draped over his arm, her eyes closed, and she had a smile on her face. "Everything is so lovely here... so planned, so ordered..." he leaned down, still supporting her back. He said through clenched teeth, "-and that's what's driving me crazy!" Then he noticed his watch floating by, and bent his legs a little to leap after it. "I need... Brazil. The throb, the thrill!" He began to sing, internally celebrating that she hadn't realized what he was doing. "I've never been there, but someday I will," he closed his fingers around the watch, raising his paw to wind it-

"Adventure and danger-" it was grabbed away from him by Annabelle, and he remembered that he'd just kinda dropped her by the cloud when he leapt.

"Love from a stranger... let... me be... surprised!"

He hopped off the edge of a cliffside, falling with his belly upward. He snatched the watch out of the air and he and Annabelle both fell. "La-de-da-da-da- bom-bom-bom-"

Startled to see that she was right in front of him, Charlie lost his grip when she pulled, crashing into a pile of watches. Annabelle flew away as he slowly got up. "Today there's sun, they said there'd be snow..." he jumped in front of her to distract her. His watch was in her paws. "When all's said and done, it's fun not to know-!" Using the red-banded watch he'd had on Earth, he gently placed in around her neck and pulled her close as she dropped his blue watch. "What keeps my heart humming, is guessing what's coming. Let me be surprised!" He plopped down to wind the watch, but tossed it behind his back when a waterfall of sorts came up.

"Oh... ain't it great..." he sang as he landed on the other side. She landed next to him, somewhat singing with him, but using "la-la-lalala-la-la" to replace the silence. Shooting stars flew across the night sky. "When fate makes you wait."

Annabelle turned back towards Charlie, who, now beginning to get a little impatient, put a paw on her cheek to distract her. He tossed his watch into his other paw, still behind his back. "The world seems mirthless, and you feel worthless..." he put on a sad face, but changed it to a happy one again. "And suddenly, there's a big bone on your plate!" He directed her attention to the side, allowing him to jump through the clouds, floating in the dark blue sky.

He heard her singing as she followed him, "Oh, Charlie, please remember, down there's a world of used cars, and singles bars... broken dreams, and out of reach stars..." While he was in front of her, but not facing her directly, Charlie held the watch in front of him, but as he turned around, he put it back behind him. "But it isn't over... not for this rover!"

Charlie felt a bit amazed by the beauty of the moon in front of them, but kept singing so his plan would work. "I don't like to steal... ha-ha-! But I... don't buy this deal!" Annabelle continued singing her "la-la-la-la's," but by now Charlie was floating with his belly up again, as if he was lying on his back. "In 'bout three seconds, she... will've realized..."

Annabelle finally caught up with him, and he jumped, spooked, and laughed nervously, pulling the watch closer to his fur. "Annnnd, she's gonna be-" Charlie held the watch in one paw while the other began to wind it. He hoped she wouldn't hear it, but she asked, "Charlie, what're you doing?" Grinning at her, he tried to keep her attention away from what was behind him. "Wait'll you see-!"

The heavenly angel grabbed at the fur on his chest, pulling it to get a better look. Her face was suspicious. "What's that you have behind your back?"

"She's gonna be-" Annabelle gasped, and Charlie smiled slyly. "Charlie, don't wind that watch!!"

She grabbed at his sides, but he kept shifting so she couldn't grab his watch. "Surpri-sed!" He held that note for a while until he shoved his back foot into her belly, detaching him from her. "CHARLIE!!!!" she screamed, but it was too late; by now he'd finished winding it, and he felt it begin to shake in his paw. Confused, Charlie looked down to see, but he didn't actually see the watch before he was rocketing through the tunnel of colors again.

"You can never come back..."

The next thing Charlie knew, he was deep, deep underwater. Panicked, he struggled upward until he resurfaced, grabbing the dock he'd been killed on to get out of the water. He coughed violently, and he barely noticed a skull street cat wailing in fear, and it sprinted off. He pulled himself up, gripping his throat desperately while he tried to breathe. He looked down, and his watch was pouring water.

Terrified, Charlie grabbed it and slammed it into the wood, trying to keep it going, and he finally collapsed onto his belly, shutting his eyes. Then the watch began to tick, and the color flooded back into Charlie's body. He let out a loud wheeze, turning around to sit up, shocked. "I'm alive!" he said, water still dripping from his fur. He stared at the watch, a smile on his face, but then it began to glow, and he heard Annabelle's ghostly voice calling-

"Charlie... you can never come back!" Unwilling to listen to her warning, Charlie slammed it shut. "You can never come-"

Happy to be back on Earth, he chuckled, stumbling to his paws. Pain made his legs ache. "Oh-" He limped out of the area, totally unaware of what the next few days would bring him. It would change his life forever.

Crappy ending, eh? Well, I tried, but I'm exhausted. Remember to review please! ;)