Alfred leaned back in his chair. He really didn't feel like working today. This wasn't surprising, though: he never felt like working. He vaguely wondered why he had this boring office job when he could be out doing heroic stuff. Then he remembered. Arthur had pressured him into taking it after hearing about his financial state. His expression immediately turned stormy. It had been 6 months since Arthur had died, and he still hadn't completely gotten over it. He looked around for something to take his mind off the subject.

Just then, the main door swung open, and Gilbert Beilschmidt, the manager, strode in. Oh boy. The other workers looked up from their work to see what was going on.

"OK, listen up, grunts! The awesome me has an important announcement!" Alfred sighed. The others groaned as well. Announcements from Gilbert were never good.

"So anyways, the higher-ups have decided to be generous and give you a chance to socialize. So guess what?" He grinned triumphantly. There was silence. He looked around irritably. "You're supposed to say, 'What?'" Francis Bonnefoy, one of Gilbert's best friends, dutifully played along.

"What?"

"WE'RE GONNA HAVE A PARTY!"

Everyone began cheering wildly. Even Alfred smiled. He hadn't been to a party in a while. Gilbert looked smugly around.

"I know, right? We're getting together with mein awesome bruder, Ludwig. It's this Saturday! Me, Francis, and 'Tonio will be lending our awesome DJ talents to the party. You all had better be there!" With that, he walked out, slamming the door behind him. The room gradually settled down to its usual tepid state, though there was still an undercurrent of hubbub about the party.

Alfred chuckled. Then he turned back to the depressingly large mound of paperwork on his desk. He sighed, and dove in resignedly. Work was so boring.

I yawned and stretched, then took another sip of my tea. Being office tea, it tasted slightly artificial, but tea was tea. Besides, with the state of excitement the office was usually in, I needed something to calm me down or I would go crazy.

Kiku, my best friend, came over and stood beside me. He smiled softly at me.

"You seem tired, Arthur-san. Did you get enough sleep last night?" I shook my head.

"Not nearly. I…had to go out and do something…work-related." I felt guilty about lying to Kiku, but he'd never believe me if I told him the truth.

You see, I'm supposed to be dead.

My name is Arthur Kirkland. When I died, 6 months ago, I was given a choice: Either go to Purgatory and spend the rest of eternity waiting, or become a probationary angel. Naturally, I chose the latter, so now I'm back here on Earth until I can do 1000 good deeds. This can be a blessing and a curse. The worst part is that when I became an angel, I had to sever all ties to my old life. That meant losing Alfred. Leaving him and never seeing him again. I wasn't even allowed to contact him. I miss him so much. I stared out the small window in the break room, thinking about the past.

"…ur-san? Arthur-san!" Kiku's voice broke me out of my reverie.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, Kiku…" Kiku smiled.

"It's fine, Arthur-san. I hope your business went well last night." He glanced up at the small wall clock. "Ah, break time is over. We should go back to the main office." I nodded, and followed him out of the door. After I was resurrected, I was given an apartment far from our old one and a job at the nearby software company. As fate would have it, Alfred worked at another branch of the same company. Yet another reminder of him. I shook my head, trying not to focus on it. I sat down at my cubicle, and turned towards the stack of paperwork that awaited me. I was about to start on it, when the main door opened, and Ludwig Beilschmidt, the branch manager, walked in. He cleared his throat, and everyone instantly fell silent.

"Attention, everyone! I have an important announcement to make. Apparently, mein idiotic bruder has decided to take steps to 'strengthen relationships between the branches'. Being who he is, Gilbert has determined that the only logical way to do this is to throw a party." Cheering predictably erupted. Ludwig cleared his throat again, and it grew quiet.

"The party will be held at the local community center this Saturday at 9:00. Please bring some sort of food. That is all!" He turned abruptly to leave. Just as he was about to close the door, there was a loud crashing noise from the direction of the supply room, and a series of flustered "Ve~"s. Ludwig turned on the spot, exasperation etched on his face.

"Feliciano! What the hell have you done this time?" he barked, now going at a full sprint. Kiku jumped up and hurried after him, frantically trying to calm Ludwig down. Then Feliciano burst out of the supply room, somehow on fire. The room erupted into chaos as Feliciano raced around frantically, with Lovino, his brother, yelling furiously at Ludwig, while Kiku tried to get Feliciano to 'stop, drop and roll'. I sighed, putting my head in my hands and desperately trying to ignore the chaos. Sometimes I wondered if I should have gone to Purgatory instead.

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