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"How could you make such an idiotic mistake?" St. Peter bellowed at his young apprentice. "You were supposed to make sure their souls stayed put."
"I tried," the young angel said softly. "I'm so sorry. It all happened so fast and this was my first assignment. They all look alike when they first leave their body, just a cloud of mist."
"And you sucked them both into the same soul catcher and got them mixed up. Why didn't you use two soul catchers?"
"I didn't thin--"
"Exactly. You weren't thinking and you've forgotten your most important lesson. When dealing with multiple spirit departures, you use multiple soul catchers. Putting them in one container is like putting ice cream and spinach in a blender."
"I'm so sorry, St. Peter. I funneled their souls back right away. They're not dead."
"No, but you've got a woman in a man's body and vice versa. Now how are you going to fix that? Do you remember that lesson?"
"Good. Then I suggest you return to Earth and reverse what you've done."
"Don't they have to die first? How can I do that?"
St. Peter groaned. "Read chapter fifty-one of your manual. And if you screw it up this time, you'll be demoted. Now go and don't come back until your job is done.