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Wednesday, November 10, 2004


   Newbie Angel: Chapter Two
I'll probaly be putting up a new chapter every day. Here's cahpter 2

Chapter Two

As Michael and Emerald fly through heaven, Emerald is amazed by all the different angels. Michael explains all the different types of angels mainly with their wings. “Those angels with the normal wings are your basic guardian angels. The ones with the same type of wings but pink are the guardian angels to newborns. Those angels with six wings are warrior angels....”
While Michael was talking, Emerald was looking back at his wings. They were pretty normal looking, like the guardian angels’ but even smaller. “What about archangels, Mike. Your wings aren’t what I expected.”
Michael looks back his wings. “Oh these? These are my daily wings. Ya see, archangels have eight wings, but they’re kinda big, so we wear these wings when we’re not on duty.”
“Mikey!” A young angel in a short, pink dress and small, fluffy wings flies up to Michael and gives him a big hug. Her blue eyes sparkled and her blond hair was up in pigtails. “I haven’t seen you in ages, Mikey! Oh! Who’s your friend? Is she a new student of yours?”
“Yeah. Emerald, this is Tiffany. Tiffany, this is Emerald.”
Tiffany gives Emerald a big hug also. “It’s so nice to meet you, Emmy!”
“Um, it’s nice to meet you too, Tiff.....y?”
“Tiffy? I love it! Mikey, you have to call me Tiffy from now on, kay?
He chuckles. “Sure thing, Tiffy.”
Tiffany lets go of Emerald and smiles brightly. “Well, I must be off. It was nice meeting you Emmy. Bye-bye!” And with that, she was off.
“Wow! She was sure perky. What kind of angel is she, Mike?”
“She’s an angel of death.”
Emerald stares at him for a moment. “You’re joking, right?”
“Not at all. Ya see, most people are very depressed when they die so angels like Tiffany do all they can to help them.
“Not that I’m complaining but, why didn’t I get an angel like her.”
Michael flips over and again flies on his back. “Most people who die don’t get jobs like you and me. They just stay in heaven and do whatever.”
Emerald watches some wingless angels fly by. “Do they get wings?”
Michael shakes his head. “No, but that’s okay. They don’t need to be protected when they’re in heaven so they really don’t need wings. Those who have jobs need wings to be protected while they’re on earth. They also need to be greeted by their teacher angel so all this can be explained to them instead of an angel like Tiffany.”
“We’ll how do you decide who gets a job or not.”
Michael scratches his head and turns back over. “That’s a very good question, kid. I don’t know the answer to that and I’m pretty sure no one does except for the Big Boss.”
Emerald smiles and flies backwards in front of Michael. “So, what’s my job?”
He’s pulls out a piece of paper and reads from it. “Emerald Ski: Guardian Angel Class F”
She looks at him confused. “Um, what does that mean?”
He folds up the paper and puts it back into his pocket. “It means you’re the Guardian of the Forest. You’ll basically watch over the animals and help the plants grow. I’ll teach you how to heal, create plants and how to communicate with animals and plants.”
Just then, Tiffany appears and hugs Emerald joyously. “I just heard going to be the Guardian of the Forest! I am so jealous of you, Emmy. But something just occurred to me: your outfit does not say ’Guardian of the Forest’. You need something better than a T-shirt and jeans. “Come on!”
With that, Tiffany flies off dragging Emerald with Michael following them close behind.

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