Now Showing: It's a Wonderful... Well, maybe... Life

Word Count: 1,170

CAST:

Mai Taniyama: Georgia Bailey

Naru/Kazuya Shibuya/Oliver Davis: Did Not Appear in this Show

Masako Hara: Did Not Appear in this Show

Ayako Matsuzaki: Did Not Appear in this Show

Houshou Takigawa: Did Not Appear in this Show

And also starring:

Osamu Yasuhara: Did Not Appear in this Show (much to his annoyance).

And also, also starring:

John Earl Grey as … Did Not Appear in this Show

And also, also, also starring:

Eugene Davis as Gene the Angel

And also, also, also, also starring:

Koujo Lin as the Head Angel

...

Gene was an Angel that believed he would never get his wings.

It seemed as if whenever a bell would ring, someone else would get their wings. Even if it was the squat angel with warts all over his nose, and, in Gene's opinion, more devil than angel.

But Gene the Angel wasn't in a position to judge, because he did not have his wings.

He was at the same time relieved as he was frustrated. Without his wings, he had a low status. But if he had his wings, he would have to start dealing with the white fluffy things attached to his back, and the halo that came with that.

This was what Gene was thinking of when he was on his way to the main Quarters. He had been summoned, and he was really hoping it wasn't about the 'incident' that had happened this morning… He had thought he had covered that up pretty well.

Lin the Head Angel was sitting at his desk, which was a fluffy white cloud. He was furiously writing down names of people - in his notebook - coming in today and what he should do with them when they got here. Gene silently wished luck to them.

"You called, your Majesty?" Gene said, giving a slight bow. It wasn't necessary, but it was fun.

The Head Angel motioned for him to sit, so Gene scooted over a small step-stool cloud and sat on it while he waited.

Lin the Head Angel put down his quill (probably furbished from his own wing feathers) and gave Gene a long look over. Gene gave an innocent smile, praying that the 'incident' didn't come up.

"Gene," the Head Angel finally said, "How do you feel about getting your wings soon?"

Well, Gene had mixed feelings about that.

He continued to smile. "I would like that very much, sir."

"Good. You have gone far and I believe you are finally getting your chance."

Gene was silent as the Head Angel set up the tape, and then plugged it into the cloud. The front of the cloud went blurry, and then a crisp image appeared in its fluffy folds.

"Now," the Head Angel said, "Do you know who this is?"

Of course Gene knew who it was.

It was the reason he was here in the first place.

"My dear brother," Gene said with affectionate venom.

The Head Angel looked at the cloud and then said, "I'm sorry, that's the wrong tape." He rummaged around his desk and then popped a different tape in. "Here we are."

On the screen was a picture of a short brunette girl, who was holding the arm of his 'dear brother'.

And here Gene thought he wouldn't have to deal with his 'dear brother'.

"Now," the Head Angel said, "Little miss Georgia Bailey has made a serious wish – she wishes that she has never been born."

Gene nodded understandably. "I would, too, if I were married to him."

"Gene, please stay on track."

"Yes, sir."

"Now, first, I want you to get to know her, so you feel you have more reason to be her salvation. Now listen closely –"

The Head Angel was cut off by Gene raising his hand into the air. The Head Angel sighed, "Do you have a question, Gene?"

"Well, I just wanted to say that I did grow up with her, and so I'm pretty sure that I know her past and her 'dear husband'."

"Ah, that is right. I remember the day that you came in clearly, now."

Gene remembered that day clearly, too. His dear brother, Oliver, had shoved him into a freezing lake, just because Oliver had wanted the girl, Georgia.

Gene had arrived at Heaven in a few minutes, sopping wet and cold.

"Damn him," Gene said, "He better end up in Hell for that. I'll personally escort him to Hell for that."

"Gene, watch your mouth."

"Yes, sir."

"Are you ready to depart?"

Gene nodded and then wiped his forehead, "and here I thought I was coming here because of this morning."

The Head Angel's eyebrows crinkled, "What happened this morning?"

"So, I'm leaving, like, now."

…

When Gene finally arrived and found Georgia, she was sitting on a park bench. She looked fine in his opinion.

He sat down beside her and she turned to look at him, her eyes going wide.

"You're supposed to be dead!" She shouted at him.

"I am dead," Gene said, "But I'm here as your angel to sort your life out, to make you appreciate everything you have, because if you had never been born, the people around you would have been—" Gene had to stop and considered the matter, because the more he looked into his installed GPS of people's future lives and what would happen if you took them out of the life.

He looked at her strangely. "You know, it doesn't look like anyone would be affected if you weren't there."

"That's not fair," she pouted, and then she said, "You'll be affected."

"Why would I be affected? I would still be here if it weren't for you, because then your husband wouldn't have pushed me into a lake."

She leaned away, "I thought you were my husband."

Gene had to wonder if he was going to be seeing his dear brother in heaven very soon.

"So, what?" Gene said, "You don't care if you've never been born anymore?"

"Oh, no. I had just had a bad moment and had been letting out my frustrations." She shrugged. "I saw it in a movie once."

"I'm sure you have," Gene said, feeling that there wasn't that much more to do here.

"Well, I have to go make dinner for my four lovely little children, and my miser of a husband. And the cat. So, it was nice to get a visit from you, Gene." She waved as she walked away.

Gene the Angel sat there and did nothing. A small little black raincloud formed over his head and started to snow, rain, and hail on him simultaneously. A tiny lightning streak lit up the little dark cloud.

"Hey, it's not my fault," Gene declared, trying to make the cloud dissipate by waving his hands through it. "Don't yell at me."

So thus, Gene was still an Angel that believed he would never get his wings.

But that was okay, since he had mixed feelings on the matter, anyway.

Notes: Ah, I want to say that I certainly do not believe that Naru killed Gene (I would REALLY like to know who did, though). But for this story's sake, it seemed to work…