Welcome to the God Squad."
He stuck out his hand. Instinctively, Jennifer shook it.
“The God Squad?”
“Yeah. Good name, isn’t it? Kinda catchy, I thought.”
“Catchy, if edging slightly on the blasphemous.”
“Dear me, no. People wouldn’t get worked up about that sort of thing so easily, would they?”
“Hmph. You’d be surprised. And about this whole saving the world thing?”
“Yes?”
“How am I meant to do that? I mean, being up here and all. And having no head back down there… It might make things… difficult.”
“I imagine, Miss Spry, that you’ll find a way around that. But now you have to leave. Someone’s about to find your head, and I think it would be rather comical if you were there to say hello.”
“What?” Said Jennifer, but it was already too late. She was being stretched tall and crushed small all at the same time again, and just before she popped out of existence, she heard God say “Don’t worry about Clint. He’s a good boy really.”
“Who’s Clint? Can I have some more information? Why all the mystery? Argh!” Said Jennifer, as she vanished in a flash of light.
( Devil_In_Tights the *real* DiT!, Thu 16 Apr 2009, 17:23, Reply)