Before Brenda could respond to Octavious's acts of kindness, there was a loud pop and a thick fog covered the forest. Brenda couldn't see Octavious. She called out his name. She looked around, looking for the exit to the forest since they were still at the opening of it. She looked more, until she felt something soft like a feather brush her shoulder. Then, she heard the voice. "Brenda...." it said. The loud pop was heard again before the smoke cleared and just a beautiful woman stood before her, in a trendy blue dress and black leggings, the only unordinary thing with her were the wings poking out of her back. "Brenda, you ran away from heaven. You haven't...uh...." the girl's voice drifted of and she paused to think about what she was supposed to say. "Oh yeah! You haven't fulfilled your task, remember?" she asked. Brenda shook her head no. "I didn't get a task. I've never even seen God. I didn't go to the light." she said. the girl nodded. "Oh! Then that's the problem! You need a task. Here." the girl said, handing Brenda a small form. "They said it was something like that, but i wasn't payin' attention." the girl said, hitting herself on the head with her palm. There was a last loud pop and the forest and Octavious were back. "Did you see that?" Brenda asked, holding the paper in her hand. She glanced at it. It was a list of different things she could do to go to heaven. It also said she had to do at least 5.

Octvaious smiled as he walked with her though she seemed to stop for a second. Though when she talked he then shook his head, "uh no, I saw nothing. What did you see and where did you get that list?" he asked as he looked at hte paper and wondered what had just happened

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Brenda glanced down at the list in her hand, not being able to believe that over all these years all she would've had to do was say those words and cry and she could get her allowance into heaven. In excitement, she jumped up and hugged Octavious. "I'm goin' to heaven! And there's nothing, nothing at all, that can stop me." she said, extremly happy about what had just happened. She hugged Octavious again and then hugged herself. "I love me!" she said, taking her ring off her index finger and placing it on her ring finger. "I'm marrying me." she continued, still extremely elated. She closed her eyes again and began to cry in happiness, now, as she slowly reappeared, not being able to control it when she wasn't paying attention.

Octavious was surprised when she hugged him but he hugged back when he heard her. This truely was her day to be happy and he looked at her, "that is great news!" he said as he looked at her and then laughed as he listened to her. Happiness was something that deffinately made you crazy. Though when he saw her reappear and he saw the tears he knew that this was very big for her. Wrapping a arm around her he hugged her tightly, "you know I am truely happy for you, you deserve to go to heaven." he said as he looked at her and wondered what Heaven was like. He would never know for he was here to walk the earth till hell needed him again. He then smiled down at her, "I think we should celebrate your good news." he said thought wasnt' sure what to do.

"Good news... we can go to church and sing gospel with the choir. Y'know, gospel actually means 'good news'." Brenda said. Even though she didn't make her way to heaven she had always been a semi-religious person. She grabbed Octavoious's hand and shook it happily. "Or you can help me do some of the things on this list..." she said, hopefully. The things on the list looked hard for even a ghost with magic animal powers to do, and she wasn't sure if she could do them by herself.

Octavious frowned when he heard her and shook his head, 'lets not do that one, I cant really go into a church. It burns since I am a demon." he said as he looked at her and knew he would have to be careful of what he did while trying to help her. "but I will try my best to help you with the others." he said as he smiled at her and really did want to help. Even though he knew that once she was done with the list she would leave him and probably become his enemy it would still be nice to have a friend for a while.

"Kay! Ummmm... let's seee... oh! We can, um, try number 43." Brenda suggested and held the paper up to Octavious's nose, her thumb pointing to number 43, which said that she would have to console a broken heart. "I know w ton of people with broken hearts. This'll be a piece of cake... as long as you help me." she said excitedly, thinking of her old fling, Brian. They hadn't really been exclusive but they did hang out and when she'd seen him at her funeral he looked like he wanted to kill someone. He must've really loved her. "You want to help with this one? Or do you want to do a different thing? There's a zillion things on this list." Brenda said eagerly.

Octavious smiled when he heard her and saw number 43, "I am sure that I can help you with that." he said as he smiled at her. yet at the thought of doing this he knew that he would be loseing a friend every step of the way. She wanted this though so he would be happy to help her. "and I will help you with this one and any other one you want me too." he said as he looked at ehr and could tell she really wanted this.

Brenda clapped her hands together and grabbed Octavious's hand, now feeling elated and light as air. She began speed-walking toward her old house, which was only few blocks away. She knew that ever since she'd died, he'd kept her mom company, since they were both in mourning. She watched over them every night, and sometimes she'd leave them signs that she was still there, like a little heart shaped paper cut-out on one of their dressers or leaving red glitter on the welcome mat in the living room. When her mom saw it, she always smiled. Brian was usually freaked out and his parents made him clean it up, which is why she instead began just only leaving him hearts. Sometimes, she left him candy hearts in his dresser drawer. But she was sure that he thought his mother did that.

By the time Brenda was done explaining all of these facts, they were in her old neighborhood in front of Brian's house. "There's a flower shop down the road. I'm gonna go in and get some roses while you wait here, then I want you to give him the flowers and begin telling him that you know how he feels and blah blah blah. He'll probably invite you in, kay? I'll become invisible and sneak in with you, then while you two talk, I'll tell you what to say. Easy." Brenda explained, finally dropping the boy's hand and running off before he could object.

She became invisible while she ran to the small flower shoppe and came back quickly, now holding white roses. "You ready?" she asked Octavious

Octvaious waited at the door and thought about what he was about to do. He knew that this would make them happy and he knew it would make a smal part of him happy. So this was probably worth it. He then smiled when she came back and took the flower from her. "yeah, I am as ready as I ever will be." he said as he smiled at her and hoped that this all went okay.

Brenda pushed Octavious to Brian's porch and rang the door bell, still invisible. She couldn't wait to see Brian's face when he saw the flowers. He'd always been kind of a softie. He'd probably cry and shower Octavious with 'thank you's and 'it's been rough since she passed away's. Doing this would be sure to get her some extra credit with God and the angels. She rang the door bell again and looked in the window. Brian was sitting on the couch, unmoving. His mother, Mrs. Tumble, was walking to the door. "Hullo?!" she said at Octavious. She'd always been kind of a grouch to people after her knee accident. Her knee had been in continuous pain ever since a desk had fallen on her at her job at the office. She was always bitching about it to people to get sympathy. She eyed Octavious with her evil green cat eyes, then snatched the flowers from his hand.

"You one of Aleeyah's friends? I told her not to have boys come to this house no more. ALEEYAH!" she yelled. Aleeyah came downstairs quickly. "Yeah, Momma?" Aleeyah said obediently. "Who this you got comin' to my house? You know I said- "Momma, I don't know this boy. He's probably one of Brian's friends." Aleeyah said, glancing at Octavious and then at her mom. "Brian. Come over here." Mrs. Tumble said, making Brian grunt and walk over half-heartedly. "I don't know him." he said before his mother could ask him about the boy. Brenda laughed under her breath.

Octavious was surprised by how thy answered the door and before he knew it they were all staring at him. He made sure to keep his cool and loomed at them, "I am sorry to come like this but my name is octavious, I came to talk to you." he saod and pointed to Brian. "I heard that you Brenda, I was a old friend of hers but I never got to spend much time with her and just recently I heard about.. Well you know." he said and actually sounded really heart broken about all this. He sounded as if he really had just learned all this and it was eating him up inside. "I was just wondering if.. I don't know.. Maybe we could talk. I just need someone to talk to.." he said and looked down at the ground. If Brenda didn't knkw what was going on she probably would of thought that he was a old friend who just found out. It was one thing he had gotten verygood at, acting was a part of life for him here on earth.

Brenda watched the show from the front porch, very interested in the outcome. It looked like Brian had motioned for him to come inside. Aleeyah and Mrs. Tumble had walked back into the house. It looked like Brian was wearing the shirt that that she'd bought him for his birthday! Brenda clapped her wrists together silently and smiling at him, really hoping that Octavious would do a good job so that she could cross Brian off her list.

Octavious nodded a thanks when Brian motioned for him to come in. Heading inside he looked around the house and thought that it looked nice. He heard a clap though and wondered what Brenda was thinking. Though he then looked at Brian, "thanks, for letting me in." he said softly and waited for him to say something.