My work will never be done

Morris sent me here, but what am I to do??

That butthead never listened to me before, why would he listen now? I'm really stumped for ideas. I've tried everything.

You know the thing I'm really worried about? Sweet Maggie is going to suffer the fallout of his mischief. I just know it. It wasn't enough he tormented me, now he has to torment her, as well.

She doesn't deserve it. She really is the nicest cat who ever lived, and I'm not just saying that because she's so dang cute and soft. The way she cuddles mom every morning...well, even sweetie me didn't do that. (Though I did try to wash mom's hair a few times and I haven't seen Maggie attempt that job!)

Anyway, I wish he would just stop pestering everyone. He gets on a tear and there's nothing can be done. Once he sets his mind to something, not even Morris could persuade him otherwise. And as far as his sense of humor goes, well, it's a crowd of one who can appreciate it.

Elliot the Pure, Tormented Foreverafter

he's at it again

here i was enjoying the peaceful bliss of the afterlife when in comes Morris.

"elliot," he said, "he's at it again."

i got a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach and i knew the answer even without asking the question, but i asked anyway. "who?"

"you know who."

i nodded. yes, i knew. the trouble maker who tormented me in life was now tormenting me and disturbing my peace in the hereafter.

"so?" i asked, knowing a mission was about to be assigned me.

"you have to go check on him."
"but i don't want to!" i protested, knowing the futility of my words and groans. we obey Morris, even if we don't want to.
"i know." he replied in all his compassion.

so here i am, checking on the evil one.