A (Not So Ordinary) Day In The Life Of Enma-Daiou

Enma-Daiou chuckled to himself. Who would've thought that Kaiou-sama would end up here today together with his pet Bubbles and Son Goku. Kaiou was pretty miffed at Goku for bringing the just-about-to-explode Cell to his lovely little planet, of all places!

"Heh heh..Fancy meeting you here, Kaiou-sama," he greeted them
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"This is all Goku's fault. How dare he teleport here with that monster Cell.."

"I'm really sorry Kaiou-sama. It was the only place I could think of at that time.."

"I am Kaiou-sama! The most important person in your galaxy! And you killed me, for that planet Earth!!!"

"Aww...c'mon Kaiou-sama. We're just dead, that's all. Don't be so upset." Goku tried to cheer him up.

"JUST dead..!!!!"

"All right enough already you two. I'm a busy man you know. You know where to go." He nodded to his faithful nerdy-looking assistant. He nodded back. "This way to heaven gentlemen," he said to the two bickering souls.

Enma looked on as the 3 of them rode the little car to heaven. Goku, having saved Earth a few times already, got to keep his body. He'll be happy to be able to train. Moreover he won't age in the afterlife. Kaiou-sama would be fine too, once he got over the fact that he's dead. "Right." Enma said to himself, as he checked his list of recently admitted souls. "Back to work." He sighed. Why is it that these things always happen to Earth? The first time this place was swamped by dead Earthlings was a long long time ago when a certain Piccolo Daimao wreaked havoc all over the planet. Then there was the time when an entire city of people suddenly ended up here when those two Saiyajins came to Earth. And now, the latest lunatic Cell had broken these previous villains' record in bodycount. Maybe it's a good thing after all that Goku teleported him away from Earth. Means less work for him. He sighed again. "I need a vacation." But he knows he'll never get one, because nobody can replace his job. Wouldn't want dead souls piling up on his desk when he got back, would we? Oh well. Might as well get it over with. "Next!!!" he called out.

He looked at the soul in front of him. (Ordinary people leave their bodies on earth when they die. Here, their souls appear in a flame-like form.) "Name!" Enma said to the recently departed soul.

"Trunks." came the reply.

Enma looked into his Big Book Of Names for the name.

"Trunks...Trunks.... Ah, here we are." Another Earthling. He scanned the very short description which appears under the name.

"Hey, wait a minute! Something's wrong here. You're not dead yet! What are you doing here?!!" he asked, confused.

Trunks was just as confused. "I...I'm not?" Then he said "If I'm not dead yet, can I go back now? I think Cell just got back somehow and the others will need my help. He must be the reason I'm here.."

"Your help? What can you do? You're just a 6 month old baby!"

"Huh? What are you talking about? I'm 19 years old."

Then it dawned on Trunks. "You must've got me confused with the other me. Then, that means I really am dead.."

"The OTHER you?! What are YOU talking about??"

"I'm from the future, in another timeline which diverted from this one when I came here 3 years ago." Trunks explained.

Enma couldn't believe his ears. The future? Another timeline?

"Is..is that possible? What are you doing in other people's timeline anyway? And more importantly, what am I going to do with you? I don't have any info on you except for what you're telling me and unless you can back it up with some evidence I can't do anything for you. You'll have to be a ghost and haunt the earth or something until I can confirm your story."

"You can ask Goku. I came back to give him his heart medicine and to ask for his help to defeat my timeline's cyborgs. I also killed Freeza," Trunks added.

Freeza? Wasn't that the guy who made such a big fuss when he got here 3 years ago? If he remembered correctly, that intergalactic despot was really mad at being killed by a freakish-looking Saiyajin. At that point he had shut him up and sent him to hell. He did make notes about the incident. Now where'd he keep those notes? He moved away from his desk to his filing cabinet. A sweatdrop appeared on his forehead as it suddenly occurred to him that he couldn't remember what he filed it under. S for Saiyajin? M for Mystery? U for Unexplained? Or was it X for Unexplained...

"Ugh...Guess I'll have to start from bottom up," he said to himself as he grabbed a ladder and started searching.

3 hours later. Finally he found it. It was under F for 'Freakish-looking-Saiyajin'. "I should've known," he thought to himself.

"OK Trunks, are you Saiyajin?" He asked from 20 miles up. (His filing cabinet was very high).

No response. "Eh? Where'd he go? Enma asked as he climbed down the ladder and returned to his desk.

"Umm..sir. Apparently he had been wished back to life along with all of Cell's other victims..." His assistant was back.

"Oh. Cell was here too. You were busy so I sent him to hell. Just thought you'd wanna know..."

"What?! All that hard work, for nothing?" Enma buried his face in his hands.

"I really need a vacation..."

*End*

The moral of the story:
Keeping an efficient and appropriately indexed filing system will save you a lot of headache later on. ^_~

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