Really short drabble. I'm sure everyone's out of character, but I've never read Hogfather, so I don't think I could get Teatime right anyway ^^
Teatime looked up at the figure standing before him.
"You know, I'd just about finished my plan to kill you."
INDEED. BUT I HAVE ALREADY DIED ONCE.
"What? But that's impossible! I mean, you're Death! You can't die!"
YOU JUST SAID YOU HAD A PLAN TO KILL ME.
"Purely theoretical - it wouldn't actually work, unless I could stop time, aside from several other inconveniences."
Death nodded, seeing how it could be done. It wouldn't work though. The recently deceased assassin was right.
"So... what happens now?" Teatime asked.
NOW IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO GO.
The shade of Teatime faded into the afterlife. His was, unfourtunately for him, filled with people he'd killed while he was alive. People who wanted revenge.
What? Not everyone gets a happily ever after.