This week’s words with thanks to Sam, Mr Yves… Sweep Void Virtue Tonal Shimmer Burgundy Foot Kingfisher Hurry Bridge Nintendo Grove.
As Nicole Kingfisher breathed her last the angels responsible for the next phase of her existence were engaged in a serious game of Nintendo tennis.
These angels, Greg, an angel from on high and Wayne, an angel from down below were standing in front of the television, eyes focused on the game at hand and neither entity giving the other an inch.
As it was neither was in a hurry to deal with Nicole’s soul, “What’s another minute or two in the grand scheme of eternity?” they both thought.
Finally, their concentration was broken by the urgent tonal sounds coming from their soul alarms.
They stopped long enough for each angel to sweep their eyes over the life of Nicole Kingfisher.
As it turned out she was a woman of questionable virtue having spent most of her life with a foot in the camps of decency and indecency.
Greg immediately thought of her as being one for Wayne. Heaven wouldn’t suit a soul like Nicole’s.
As it was Nintendo was not played upstairs as it was more your competition bridge sort of place. Heaven was where you could sit in shady groves contemplating the majesty of the Lord, humming hymns interminably.
Hell was where the physical excitement could be found along with the most mouth-watering sushi, available only in Hell’s Kitchen a small café on the edge of the dark void.
With the passing of Nicole Kingfisher, the two angels stood at the foot of her bed, her soul standing in front of them awaiting determination.
She didn’t think there would be any hesitation determining her eternal fate. A second later the two angels became a shimmer before her, and she found herself at the top of a large burgundy coloured staircase.
“Keep on going down,” said the kind voice of Wayne who never liked the idea of terrifying his new members with what eternity might bring them. “There’s a small café at the bottom of the stairs. Greg and I will meet you there, see if you can think of any reason to go to Heaven, we’ll both be curious to know. Oh, and the sushi is to die for.”
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/03/05/bonus-wordle-sams-choice/
Morpethroad 
I love the antics of Greg and Wayne!
I thought it was about time to give them another outing.
Vaguely reminds me of Piers Anthony’s novel “On a Pale Horse.”
lol really well written .. if only it was like that [sigh]
Well Kate, you just never know.
lol I sincerely believe it’s like groundhog day .. we keep coming back until we get it right 🙂
Explains deja vu doesn’t it….have a good day Kate.
Love these two creations of yours Michael. The last line was pure brilliance.
Thanks Di, I love them too. They are such fun to write about.
The spirits of Bon Scott and Malcolm Young may rise up and open a can of whoop ass on me for what I’m about to say, but it would seem from your tale that hell ain’t a bad place to be.
(Ducks flying objects)
Lol….I tend to think we are in it now.
A fun read. I hope though that my own fate is not left up to Wayne and Greg 🙂
I think we all await that mystery.
Oh dear, well my hell truly will be! As much as I like Wayne, I have tried both Nintendo and sushi and say “uugghh!” to both. Should I get to ponder in the café why I might be allowed up stairs, can I get a second opinion (or call a friend, like on Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?, LOL.
You may find this hard to believe but there are no phones in eternity, so you’ll be on your own, no character references just your ability to tell a believable tale.
Oh dear. Then I better get some practice in! How to convince either of your “friends?”