"... Oh great an angel...what an annoyance those creatures can be..." Sebastian sighed recalling the last run in he had with an angel to be not one of his particularly favorite moments. ( Megan of course)
Megan lowered herself down on the ground, giggling. “Thank you for calling me an angel, sir. But I’m not one. I have no wings. I’m the Guardian of Happiness. Protector of the Earth’s joy!” She curtsied, smiling widely at the taller man.
She frowned seriously. “Now, I’m afraid I sensed some distress with my Sadness Radar from this direction. Would you happen to be the one in distress, sir. Or do you know anyone close to you that needs a laugh? I’m afraid not being happy is a very serious matter. I’m also sensing that someone is very hungry. I can make very yummy brownies with laughing powder if you would like some.”
