My first "The Good Place" fan fiction. What could happen after the events of the final episode? Everything belongs to Michael Schur.
Tahani the architect walked down a long corridor covered with frog-related materials towards the desk of Jeff the doorman.
"Hello Jeff, how is Mr Jumpy Legs?"
"He's having a great time jumping away in his little frog house."
"Splendid. I am off down to Earth again to check on Michael, I like to pop down every couple of Bearimys to see how he's doing. Would you like something from Earth Jeff?"
"You know what I like, see you later Tahani"
Tahani walked through the door and entered a bar. Michael had got a part-time job as a barman, she could see him laughing as he chatted away to two middle-aged men sat at the bar. One was dressed in a crumpled business suit and the other wore a mailman's uniform. Tahini waited for a few minutes, she could see he was doing fine.
Tahani walked back through the door
"I'm back Jeff, here is a tea mug with a frog."
"Thanks Tahani, how is Michael?"
"He's having a great time. Right back to work, the party for newly qualified architects isn't going to organise itself."
A few Bearimys later Tahani entered the main dining hall of the retirement community. She could see Michael playing his guitar and singing Beatles songs to entertain some of his fellow retirees.
Tahani thought to herself as Michael sang away "This reminds me of when Paul sang for us at his 75th birthday party."
Tahani had just finished one of her regular architects meetings when Glenn asked her
"How is Michael doing on Earth?"
"He was doing fine when I last saw him but that was a few Bearimys ago. Thanks for the reminder."
As Tahani was walking towards Michael's retirement community she saw an ambulance zooming along with the siren blaring away.
"Oh dear, too late."