"Yah!"
Sana is warm and comfortable. And tired. So very tired. She doesn't want to move or stir for the annoying sound.
"Yah!"
A pesky fly is buzzing into Sana's ear. Or at least that is what she thinks as her half-asleep brain tries to process information that the fly actually forms words and not Z's.
"Yah, Sana! Wake up!"
"Momo." Sana mutters, pouting a little at her best friend's rudeness, while snuggling deeper into her clothing.
"For God's sake, let's just roll her to the floor."
"Nayeon unnie! Poor Sana is already experiencing a hard time as it is. And besides you know we can't."
"Please stop arguing!" Dahyun, Sana identifies by the voice, pleads. "We don't have a lot of time. Let me do it." Sana can hear three of her friends bickering in her dream or what seems like a dream. "Sana unnie, another volcano erupted in the Southern Americas. Did you do it?"
"IT WASN'T ME." Sana says in panic, opening her eyes and sitting up quickly, fully awake now as she shoves her hair back from her wild-looking eyes.
The three burst out in laughter.
"I've got to hand it to you, Dahyun, that IS very effective." Nayeon says, grinning up at the youngest angel.
"Dahyun?" Sana blinks and looks around. "Momo!? Nayeon unnie?!" She tries to reach out and hug her friends but her arms hold thin air as she falls forward and hits her nose on the solid wooden pew.
She blinks and rubs at the pained appendage for awhile before looking back at the three angels before her. "I forgot. I'm mortal now, I can't touch you."
Her eyes glisten with emotion, something that is reflected in Mom's eyes.
"I can't hug you."
"We know, Sana."
"Momo, I'm so scared."
"Yah, Sana. Do you know what's happening? We're coming to you in a dream. You know," Nayeon unnie gestures, "the angel coming to you in a dream thing? Lesson 103?" Nayeon is a Guardian Angel so she has the most experience with angel visitations in the human world.
Sana smiles wryly. "I remember. I never could get that right either." She blinks. "Er, isn't someone suppose to turn on the light show and stuff like that?"
"Eh! I'm not a Guardian Angel so I'll pass." Momo says, whispering conspiratorially to Sana, 'Besides it's more fun to watch these two do it." Momo expectantly looks at the two other angels with her.
"The DISRESPECT I get from you youngsters these days." Nayeon shakes her head. "I was the one who pleaded with St. Peter to allow us to do this, remember?"
"Well then,Dahyunie~" Momo says, turning to the youngest.
"But Unnie, I haven't even done a proper one before."
"Well, what better way to practice, come on then. Out with it!" Nayeon says.
"Alright, alright!" Dahyun says, taking a deep breath and fluttering her massive silver wings, churning up a mini-tornado as she hovers above Sana, "Behold! I bring you tidings of great joy!" Dahyun's voice cracks at the last word in embarrassment.
The three burst out laughing just as Dahyun stops fluttering and settles down on the front pew, her wings rippling for a few seconds before they fold into themself and unto Dahyun's back. She glares at the three. "Unnie~~~What!?"
"Funny~"Sana chokes out. "I haven't...snickerI haven't seen that one since Joseph and Mary." Sana rolls around the pew laughing.
Nayeon and Momo do not even offer an opinion, they're too busy laughing their heads off.
"Sana unnie, I tried really hard, you know. What was I suppose to do? Rap?" Dahyun whinges, pouting at her precious Sana unnie. A pose so like Dahyun that Sana is overcome by pangs of homesickness.
"I miss you all." Sana blurts out.
"We miss you too Sana Unnie." Dahyun replies miserably, her pout falling off so fast at Sana's lonely tone.
"Sana, we actually have good news." Momo says, "Well, I think it's good news. Tell her ." Momo says and prods Nayeon in the ribs.
The Guardian Angel preens a bit and strikes a dramatic pose. "Using my powers of persuasion," Momo snorts at Nayeon's declaration. "I talked to our Guardian of the Gates. Saint Peter has relented."
"I get to come back?"
"Er, well, not exactly. At least not right now. But he says if you can perform a miracle -just one, mind you - here on Earth, then you can come back to Heaven."
Sana's face falls. "I can't even create a miracle in Heaven. How can I make a miracle here on Earth without any of my powers."
"To be fair, Sana," Momo begins mildly, "I don't think it'd make any difference whether you have your powers or not, or even where you are." Momo says it gently enough.
"You're right, Momo." Sana agrees, sighing heavily. "But really, guys, with your help, I'm sure I can think of something!" Sana says, biting down on her lower lip as she tries to think.
"Actually, that's not necessary?"
"Eh? Why is that?"
"Saint Peter's decision is based on a more...specific sort of miracle." Nayeon looks edgy as she drags out the last words in her sentence.
Not that Sana notices. Another chance! Probably my last chance to get back to heaven.
Sana grips the edge of the pew and leans forward. "Anything! I'll do anything if it means I can go back."
"That's good." Momo sighs, sounding more hopeful.
"So tell me. What's the miracle?"
"It's a lesson. You have to teach a mortal to give from his heart."
Sana remembers Mi Na and her small band of kindhearted homeless. Surely there are many like her in this huge city. She grins at the three angels in front of her. "I can do that."
Dahyun is suddenly shifting from foot to foot. And Momo can't quite meet Sana's eyes. Only Nayeon looks at Sana with unwavering eyes.
"You two look as if there's more to this specific miracle."
"There is." Nayeon confirms.
Sana waits and Dahyun looks even more uneasy.
"I'm not going to like it am I?"
Dahyun shook her head. "Nope."
"Why?"
"Saint Peter has picked the mortal."
"From your tone, Momo, I suspect it might be easier to convert the Devil than to teach this person a lesson."
"You could say that." Momo mutters.
"You can do it, Sana unnie! I know you can." Dahyun says with such encouragement that it leaves Sana more dread- ridden. Dahyun never gets this animated unless it's really a difficult task.
"Who's my miracle?"
"It's.. .Sijaklsfjlj;" Momo's voice trails off into gibberish.
"Who?"
"Oinfdsjakl;fjal;no."
Sana realises that she isn't going to get the answer from Momo so she turns to the one angel she knew she could trust to say it straight out. "Nayeon unnie ?"
"The financier Oh Sehun."
Sana's mouth drops open. "Mr. Oh I-Can-Buy-the-World-and-Power-is-My-Life Sehun ?"
The three nod.
Sana groans and stares at the altar, dazed. "This is the worst punishment yet."
"He can't be that bad, Sana unnie."
Sana snorts. "Dahyun, You don't know him."
"Besides, look at the reward. It's the only chance you have. We all pleaded and begged for you. Please Sana unnie, just try."
Sana looks up to Heaven, takes a deep breath and juts her chin out in a determined angle. "I'll try. I know I was joking when I said converting the Devil would be easier, but," Sana sighs, "that's exactly what Saint Peter has asked me to do."
Okay so I know this is very cringy and cliched but some cringy and cliche is good. Abshhdhdhdbdbbb nvm.