Tom And Jerry Go To Heaven Novels & Stories

I must be dead, this is heaven. “She doesn’t look so good mate”. I heard another voice, I think it was Cole. Why would Cole be in heaven too? “No, she’ll be fine” the deliciously intoxicating voice of Gunner rumbled. “I really think we should go to the hospital” this voice was shaking and ever so quiet. “No” Gunner responded, so stern and demanding. It's okay. I can die now. If being dead means seeing Gunner in heaven, then I will gladly go. Everything began to spin, my eyes went fuzzy, and my head felt dull.

he said, a hint of surprise in his voice upon seeing me in the kitchen. "Morning, Angel," I responded, trying to maintain a calm demeanor despite the whirlwind of emotions churning within me. Heaven wriggled out of my arms and ran towards Angel, embracing his legs. He chuckled and ruffled her hair affectionately. My heart softened a little witnessing their bond. "Guess what, Mommy?" Heaven exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "What is it, princess?" I asked. Heaven turned to me, her eyes twinkling "Mommy, Daddy said I'll be going to a new school!"

he said. "Hm? What animal?" Asher tilts his head. "Well, you know.. the one who intends to eat other animals.." "Oh.. the bad one?" "Yeah.. the bad one." Hazel already smiles looking at how Aaron tries to convince Asher. "Ok. But will he go to heaven too?" he asks making Aaron make a thinking-like expression. "Yeah..all animals will go to heaven. In heaven, they don't need to fight each other. They live in a harmony." he blabbering.

I chuckled , "Don't you see the part of town we are in?" "Isn't there another pub we can go to?" I pulled off my suit and loosened my tie, making a good attempt to blend appearance wise. A disheveled appearance was more likely to go unnoticed in this part of town. "Jerry, do you have any idea of there is a pub in heaven?" He blinked rapidly, "No, no I don't have an idea, its heaven so I don't think so. They probably might be one in hell though." I chuckled, "Well, it seems we're in the right place then, pull those valuables off, Jerry."

After a month of praying, the almighty God heard her. Nevea could still picture the fire that burned Hanna’s majestic home. The wildfire not only took Hanna’s wealth away but also ate her parents. And just like that, Hanna turned like her. An orphan without anything. As twisted as it sounds, Nevea felt a wave of pleasure knowing that the devil finally got punished. Sometimes, Nevea still felt amazed how kids at a tender age, like she and Hanna, could harbor a deep hatred that corrupted their hearts. “Hey, you are spacing out. Aren’t you happy to see me?” Hanna waved her hand in front of Nevea’s face, looking at her innocently.

The mood of the whole almost ballroom like area's mood changes completely. "You two are to be sent back to Earth. Your identity as Gods has been taken. Once you touch the human's plane you will be seen as mortals. When you die you will go to the afterlife and will be trailed as mortals." The woman presenting creature explains. As if it's some great feat. I'm not sure that I truly mind. It only feels fair. I didn't expect to have ever been in the heavens. Even if it feels unjust for punishing someone for breaking rules they didn't know existed, when the Gods speak, you listen.

she whispered and smiled happily. “Mon amour, you gave me the entire Universe. Tonight, I’m going to take you to the edge of Heaven. Again, and again.’ And that was all that needed to be said. - THE END -

I whispered, offering a smile. He shifted, his voice small but searching. “Mom… is Dad gonna be okay? I mean, with Grandma gone?” My heart ached, his worry for Elliot echoing my own. I sat on the bed’s edge, smoothing his hair. “He will, Sammy. It hurts now, because he loved Grandma Florence so much, but we’re all here for him—you, me, Avie. And Grandma… she’s in a better place, watching over us.” Sammy frowned, his lips pursing, a flicker of defiance in his eyes. “I’m not a little kid anymore, Mom. I don’t believe in stuff like Santa Claus or… or heaven.”

He flew up to me, his smile sweet as candy, as he said, "Daddy, we'll be waiting for you in heaven, okay? We want to be your kids again in the future." I smiled and gently patted his head. "Sure, my darlings. In our next life, you'll still be my precious little ones."