I walked out of the bathroom to hear Murdoc talking to Noodle.

"Hey luv."

"Hi!" She said in a cheery voice.

I emerged from the hallway and she saw me.

"Who's your friend, Murdoc?" She asked.

"This is Stuart. He's an angel."

"Hello Stuart!" She said as she walked up to me and shook my hand. "Are you really an angel?" She asked me.

"Yes. These wings don't come off." I said as I tugged on them to prove to her they are real.

"That's cool. What brings you down to Earth?"

"You." I said simply. "God has been sensing some kind of satanic influence in your life recently, and he wanted me to come down and make sure you don't start to worship him."

"I've been living with a Satanist since I was 10, and I'm 22. Why would he send an angel down now?"

"I don't know. He said something about you playing the music of the devil."

Noodle blushed and put her head down. Murdoc frowned.

"What's this about you playing the music of the devil?" He said.

"…I-I… might've played…your bass." She stuttered.

Murdoc inched closer. "Which one?" He asked with a hint of anger.

"E…El-El Diablo…" She said, her head hanging low in shame.

Murdoc ran his fingers through his hair. "So, you've been playing El Diablo, huh?"

"Murdoc, please don't be mad at me. I just wanted to see how good I sounded on it." Noodle said as she looked up at him with pleading eyes.

"How long have you been playing it?"

"About a week…"

"So that's why the strings weren't tuned like I like them…"

"I'm sorry…" She said as she put her head down again.

Murdoc sighed and patted her head. "Don't be. Just know if you do it again I'm cutting off your fingers."

Noodle's face lit up. "Thank you!" She said as she threw her arms around Murdoc's neck and game him a quick kiss on the cheek. She hugged him tighter. "I love you Murdoc."

"Yeah yeah I love you too. Now go clean your room or something." He said.

Even though she had bangs covering one of her eyes, I could tell she was squinting them both.

"I'm not a little kid anymore. Plus, I always keep my room clean!"

"Go do something productive with your life then!" He teased her. She giggled and bounced off to her room.

Murdoc got up and walked to the kitchen to get another beer. He sighed and collapsed on the couch, pushing the fringe out of his face.

"Kids…" He said as he opened the can and took a long swig.

I laughed. "You adopted her?"

"Nope. She arrived in a Fed Ex crate at my doorstep one day. I took her and raised her as my own."

I nodded in response.

"Hey, now that you know what was going on with Noodle, don't you have to go back to heaven?" Murdoc asked as he sat up.

"Well, God didn't say when I had to go back, but if you want me to go now I can…" I said slightly hurt as I stood up.

"NO!" Murdoc said hastily as he threw up his hands. He cleared his throat and spoke again. "I mean, I was kind of hoping you'd stay longer. It gets lonely around here while Noodle is at work."

"I'll stay." I said, not being able to hide the smile that spread across my face.

"There's a guest room you can have. I'll show you where it is. He said as he got up and descended down the hallway.

I jumped up and quickly caught up with him. He led me up a flight of stairs to the guest room.

"Here's your room." He said. He turned around to leave.

"Wait!" I shouted and grabbed his hand. He turned around towards me, and I engulfed him in a hug. "Thanks for everything." I whispered in his ear. He hugged me back.

"You're welcome."

We continued hugging for what felt like an eternity until Murdoc pulled away. "I'm hungry. How about we order pizza?" He asked.

"Okay." I said.

He turned around and went downstairs without me. I leaned against the closed door of my temporary bedroom and slid down sighing. I pulled my knees up to my chest and let my thoughts roam.

I think it's safe to say you love him.

Even though you're not supposed to feel this way. And staying here is going to fill your heart with temptation. You have a very pure heart. It'd be awful to see it turn rotten by being filled with love for a human.

Everything will be okay once you go back to heaven and put your halo back on.

But that's the thing; I don't want to go back to heaven. I want to be human. I want to live, to breathe. I want to love a human and it not be a sin. Love is beautiful, no matter who you give it to. I'm not afraid to clip these wings off to have all of that.

Even though my thoughts and feelings are forbidden

While having yet another argument with myself, I heard soft footsteps coming my way.

"Stuart, are you okay?" Came Noodle's soft voice.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I replied. I could tell she didn't believe me, but she didn't press the issue. I got up from the floor and went downstairs to the bathroom to wash my hands.


Murdo's POV:

I walked down stairs to the kitchen and sat at the table. Thinking. Wondering. Debating with myself.

He's an angel, you're a Satanist, loving him is like turning your back on Satan. You and Satan are best friends. You know how he feels about traitors.

But, I really care for him, and I think he feels the same way about me.

It doesn't matter. I'll just push my feelings asidelike I always do and ignore them.

Noodle came down and sat by me at the table. "Murdoc?"

"Yes luv?"

"Can we order pizza tonight?"

"You read must've my mind."


Since my wifi is screwing up again, I decided to type the third chapter for this story. I'll also be updating my other story. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter~