"Cheesus, boy, gimme back ma scythe!"
Laughter echoed down the hallway as The Grim Reaper ran down it. "Ya don't know the power ma scythe holds!" he cried, secretly worried for the thief's safety. Not that he'd let anyone know that.
The scythe-stealer skidded to a stop, turning around to laugh at the poor Reaper. Said skeleton took the opportunity to tackle the laughing boy, grabbing his scythe back in the process. He stood, dusting off his robe, before helping the thief up off the floor. "Geez Billy, ya got ta be more careful! Ya could've poked somebody's eye out with tis thing!"
Billy let out another round of guffaws. "Aw come off it, Grim! I'm 16 now, I think I can run around with sharp objects and not hurt anybody!" The Reaper, simply known as Grim, didn't look convinced. "Grim's got a point," came a haunting voice, followed by a girl entering the room. She definitely didn't look like the owner of such a hollow voice, what with her pink burning flower dress, ripped jeans, and blond hair. Then again, the flower was burning.
"Hey Mandy!" yelled Billy, even though the girl was a mere five feet away. The loud teen waved profusely before shoving one of his fingers into his rather large nose. "Billy," growled Mandy in greeting, narrowing her dark eyes. "And what, pray tell, are we planning to do today, hm?" she muttered, turning her glare on Grim. Instantly sweat sprang up on his brow.
"Oh, um, well," he stuttered, nervous under her harsh gaze." "We're goin' to the Underworld!" cried Billy, saving Grim the embarrassment. Mandy simply nodded, before grabbing Grim's scythe and cutting a portal in the air.
"Well," she asked, impatiently shoving Grim's scythe into his open hands, "shall we?" And with that the trio entered the swirling gateway to the ever-entertaining Underworld.
Men stared at the girl walking down the center of the walkway, pointing and whispering to their friends, some even getting smacked by their girlfriends for staring too long. But it wasn't only men whose' eyes followed the girl as she walked by. Women and children did as well; moving out of her way as she glided past. Not walked, but glided, like a dancer. Toe, heel, toe, heel. A pathway cleared in front of her as her eyes lowered to the ground.
She froze, fists clenching, eyes narrowing, before grabbing the nearest living thing. It just happened to be a boy with a large nose, baseball cap, and orange hair covering one of his eyes. "You got a staring problem or something? Some disease where you gotta stare at every girl who seems just a tad bit different than you?" she snapped, eyes shining with emotion. The boy blinked at her, before laughing loudly. "Your eyes are funny!" cried the boy, unaware of how the sensitive the girl was about her eyes. They were mismatched, one a startling blue, the other a bloody red.
The crowd around them backed up, extremely worried for the boy's safety, but too scared to do anything. A dark aura formed around the girl, her eyes turning into mere slits and her lips pulled back into an animalistic snarl. "What did you just say," she whispered darkly, staring down at the ignorant bloke in her grasp. The boy gulped loudly, giggling pathetically. The girl drew her arm back, fingers clenched into a tight fist, muscles rippling at the sheer force she was capable of using. She tensed, ready to let loose. She tightened her grip on the boy's collar and- "Jackie!"
The girl dropped the poor fool and whirled around, platinum blond pigtails swinging wildly. Her jaw just about dropped to the floor. "Grim?"
The Reaper smiled slightly, before opening his arms. Squealing, the girl ran to him, laughing as she was picked up and spun around. "Grim's back! Grim's back!" she cried, her mood going from one extreme to another. "Awesome, awesome, awesome!" Grim laughed at her antics, smiling his unique smile down at her.
"You know her, Grim?" asked Billy, instantly forgetting about his almost-near-death experience. Grim chuckled, before placing a bony hand on the girl's shoulder. "Know her?" he replied, still smiling. "Why, Jackie and I were like tis back in high school." He emphasized his point by crossing two of his fingers in a way of measuring their close friendship. Jackie pouted, playfully turning away from the skeleton. "'Were"? Aw, and here I was thinking you still liked me Grimmy," she whined, placing a hand over her heart in mock hurt.
""Grimmy?"" asked Mandy, raising an eyebrow. Grim blushed and rubbed the back of his bony neck. "It's a long story," he muttered. "A very long story." Mandy looked around at the creatures in the mall, of whom had resumed minding their own business, minus a few stragglers. "Seems to me we've got plenty of time to listen."
"Save it for another day!" cried Jackie, grabbing Billy and Grim's arms and pulling them in the opposite direction. "Now is the time for celebrating! Two thirds of the Trio de las Muerte have been reunited! Viva la revolution!"