Yet again one story needing an editor.

[Nite_]

Knocking on a sixth-floor window is an accomplishment in itself, but doing it while hovering in thin air with white fluffy feathery wings and wearing almost nothing but pink hearts is ENTIRELY a different thing.

I'm not entirely sure where these stories keep popping up, but I seem to have many stories going, or at least starting. I apologize if it bothers someone, but I have to write these down, and I figured someone'll maybe want to read them.

Anyways. This one is Fantasy/First-time/Humorous/NonErotic/Girl-Girl/NonHuman (includes an angel)

As with almost all of my stories, this (part) is only short, some 3000 words.

It's the first part that is NonErotic, the second part (which I haven't yet written) will undoubtedly include sex. But that goes with the story.

Here's a teaser:

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Divine Intervention
Chapter I: Final Countdown.

Naiel sat on top of a street lamp. It was early night, and the lights at the room she was watching for were still on. A figure moved about the room, like dancing to unheard music. The wind was blowing quite hard, but that didn't bother Naiel, Angels were rarely affected by wind and she was watching too intensely to pay attention to the nature around her anyway. It was good that the general public didn't usually believe in Angels, so Naiel could quite easily stay unseen as the eye that didn't believe, didn't see either. The other reason it was good, was that it would be kinda weird to see a nearly-naked female sitting on top of a street lamp in early October, with the cold winds and all. Naiel was only nearly-naked, because she was on the job, she was wearing the uniform.. well, for a lack of better words. She had two heart-shaped sticker-ish things pasted on top of her nipples, one larger and more fluffy heart-shaped, well, pillow covering her front-side and a white silk cloth covering her bum. She wasn't exactly fond of the uniform, but a job is a job. Even if it's the one where she has to shoot these stupid-looking pink heart-shaped arrows through people to get them to fall for each other. Yes, for a lack of better term, Naiel was a cupid. A PART-time cupid, but cupid anyways. Tonight, her job was to get that dancing figure to fall in love with someone. Usually that was not a big deal, but today it was beginning to dawn to Naiel, that she was going to be in deep sh.. sheets. The figure had never shown any interest towards the opposite gender in anyway, and for some reason, Naiel felt that it was not her job to push things. Well, it WAS, but anyways. She had sat there for a few hours, thinking of what she should do next.

After another hour or so, Naiel made her mind. She just couldn't do it. She couldn't blindly go shooting that arrow towards her today's target (partly because the fact that there wasn't anyone to fall in love with, anyways), so she decided to be frank and go explain the matter to the person in question. It is possible for Angels to make mistakes, however they usually are not that big mistakes, and generally speaking they can get away with it by obscure explanations. Today was not a lucky day for Naiel. Or, perhaps it was the most lucky, it really depends on the point of view...

Naiel flew outside the window. The figure was still dancing, eyes closed. Her bright - very bright - red hair was flowing all over the place and she had a peaceful, almost serene expression on her face. Taking a deep breath, Naiel did the one thing that if at all possible, she should have avoided today: she knocked on the window.

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Drop me a PM or something if you're willing to read something like that.

EDIT2: Whoops, details.