Chapter 4: F is for fruitcake

"Mm...Uhhh…" Angel mumbled.

"She's waking up!" A smooth, young sounding voice meowed.

"She has a very high recovery rate." A wise, yet younger voice then before meowed.

"She does indeed. She woke up in one hour. I expected her to awaken much later, after swallowing as much water as she did." The smooth, young voice meowed again.

I'm hearing two voices. Who is talking? What happened? The last time I was awake I was drowning in water, after crashing into Satan… Then what happened? What species are the voices? Angel thought.

"Um… Aliens where am I?" Angel meowed.

The voices did not respond. Their paw steps slowly hurried towards the exit. They quietly shut the door behind them, leaving a quiet squeak like noise echoing from it.

I may as well look around this place. Angel thought. Angel raised her head to look around her surroundings. She saw that a fluffy, white pillow was underneath her head. A small cream colored blanket covered her entire body, with Angel tucked in it. The tile was a black color, making it hard to see that the wood was separated. The wallpaper had a black trim at the top, and a black lattice pattern about halfway down, with a white background and a black trim at the bottom.

What a marvelous room! However, where am I? Angel thought.

The door opened again a few minutes later. Four light stepping paws were now moving towards Angel. Angel still taking in the sight of the room was oblivious to the dark brown tom moving towards her. He was now about half a foxlength next to her.

"Hi. My name is King, nice to meet you." King meowed.

When did he get in here? Angel thought. "Who are you?!" Angel demanded.

She seems like an oblivious cat. I wonder why Satan asked for her as his partner… I wonder is she has a special talent? King thought."I already said that my name is King," King meowed partly annoyed.

King? Satan told me that there are other death gods besides us, I wonder if he's also a death god, since he's able to come to Hell. Angel thought."Are you a death god?" Angel asked.

"Yes." King meowed.

I was right! Why did he come see me in the first place when we never met each other before, it seems strange to me… Angel thought. "Did you want something from me?" Angel asked.

"Not really…" King meowed.

Does that mean he wants me to do something, or he doesn't want anything from me? Angel thought. "Could you answerer with a more specific answer?" Angel asked.

"Of course I can fruitcake. I'll do anything for you." King meowed sarcastically.

Now he's getting on my nerves! Angel thought. "Why did you call me 'fruitcake'? I am not a fruitcake!" Angel meowed, revealing her white fangs at King.

"Fruitcake is my favorite cake, however you don't seem like a fruitcake to me… Maybe I should call you-"

"Making up a nickname for Angel is just a waste of time." Devil interrupted.

Angel turned to see that Devil was halfway in the wall to her right.

"…. Whahahaa?!" Angel yowled.

Devil took a few steps forward, removing himself from the wall.

"Walking trough solid objects is a power of a death god." Devil meowed.

"Hey, fruitcake, has anyone ever told you that you're a boring person? Because you are." King meowed.

King is dead!!! I've had enough of his annoying attitude! Angel thought. "Anyone ever say they'd break your neck if you don't shut up? Because I will! And stop calling me fruitcake!" Angel snapped.

"You're-"

"Both of you idiots shut up! King, if you're not here for anything important, then get out!" Devil ordered.

"Fine… Bye fruitcake, bye Satan." King meowed.

King quickly went through a wall.

"Finally, that annoying mouse brain left. Oh. Where exactly are we?" Angel meowed.

"We're at a hospital." Devil meowed.

"What's a hospital?" Angel asked puzzled.

"A hospital is an institution that provides medical, surgical, or psychiatric care and treatment for the sick or the injured." Devil explained.

I don't understand most of what he said. I think it's a place that treats the wounded or sick, though. Oh! This place is just like a medicine cat's den. Angel though. "Ok. How long is it until I am dismissed from this 'hospital'?" Angel meowed.

"The doctors, the people who take care of you, said that you can leave tomorrow morning." Devil meowed.

"That wait is too long! I want to explore mire of Hell! Can't I leave now?" Angel wailed.

"Just shut up and wait until the doctors tell you that you can leave tomorrow morning. Do something to occupy time, as long as it isn't dangerous and don't leave this hospital, do not leave this hospital." Devil meowed.

"Meany! Meany! Evil! Unfair person!" Angel wailed.

"Shut up!" Devil hissed.

Meany, Meany, Meany, etc. He has no right to boss me around! How old is he anyway? If he's younger I get to boos him around! HA! Angel thought. "I'm sorry Satan. Hey, Satan how old are you?" Angel meowed.

"None of your business." Devil meowed. Devil stuck his tongue out at Angel. He went through a wall.

This is going to be very, very boring….. Angel thought.