"You know, when I first saw you, I automatically thought of the grim reaper. You're so small and scrawny that you look like a skeleton. And where I'm from, the reaper is a skeleton. When we first met, when you stretched your hand out to me, for a moment I was sure you were it, coming to take me away. So tell me," he said, grinning and turning the knife over and over in his hand. "What do you think the reaper looks like here?"
She merely looked at him for a moment before huffing a short sigh and giving a small smile. "Believe it or not," she said, pulling out a sword from seemingly nowhere,
"The grim reaper still looks like me."
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Based off of the amazing Undertale fancomic above. Artist unknown, and if you are the artist and want it off, you can let me know and I'll remove it.
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Writing Prompts
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