My first Reaper fanfic! How exciting!
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I don't own Reaper (if I could (fangirl sigh)
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Lifting a heavy box, Sam shoved into onto a high shelf and let out a deep breath. He'd been lifting these things all morning! Apparently, Ted hadn't been happy when Sam had 'accidentally' placed a sign on Ted's back and he ended up getting kicked in the rear by every employee at the Work Bench. Smiling at the hilarious memory, Sam grinned, "This is so totally worth it."
Reaching down to pick up another heavy box, he shifted it into a more comfortable position for his tired arms. Pushing it alongside the other one, he turned and began to walk away. Ted would never notice if he wasn't here. After all, he was in the back storage room. Suddenly, he tripped over a box and began to fly forward. Landing face first onto hard concrete down a dark alley, Sam began cursing as he stood back up, brushed himself off, and wiped some of the blood off his face. "You really have to work on landing." A female voice remarked and he looked up to see the Devil standing beside a teenage girl with a red rolling suitcase.
"Hey Sammy! I'd like you to meet Rachel." Introduced the Devil and gestured to the girl beside him.
She actually kinda scared Sam. She flipped her short black hair back and pursed her rose lips as her sea green eyes pierced deep into Sam. "So, uh, another sucker who sold their soul to you?" guessed Sam. "And'll be taking over my job?"
"As if! You got to pay off your own soul! Any way, I'm his granddaughter." Rachel snapped and looked at the Devil.
"Uh, there's no comment to that." Sam stated with shock.
"Well, at least you two are getting along nicely. So, Sammy. Another soul escaped from Hell. Called him 'The Hammer'." Started the Devil and it began to rain.
"Okay, so then what's she doing here?" questioned Sam.
The Devil answered, "Oh, she's has a short break from school. I figure that she should hang out with a normal crowd. That's why she's going to go with you. Besides, she'll help you catch that soul."
Rachel blurted out, "WHAT?!?!?! I'm going to stay with him?!?!?! Grandfather! He wears an apron! And has a dead end job! Why can't I just stay with you?!"
"Rachel. I've explained to you more than one why you can't stay in Hell. Your mother isn't letting you stay with me because you caused too many problems at school. And I apparently encourage you."
"Like what problems have I caused?"
"Setting the teacher's lounge on fire."
"That wasn't my fault! The guy was heating a strudel in the microwave oven when it short circuited."
"And?"
"Okay, maybe I tweaked with the wiring a little. Otherwise, it's not my fault!" Rachel protested.
"Rachel. Next break, I'll put in a good word with your mother about how you behaved for Sammy and you'll be able to spend the holidays with me." Reassured the Devil and Rachel pouted, "well, have a good time. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
As the Devil disappeared, Rachel and Sam tumbled into the pile of boxes. Standing up and brushing her bangs out of her eyes, she hissed, "I am going to make your already miserable life a living Hell!"
Rachel began to walk away and Sam shouted to no one, "She's worse than you!"
Yay! We get to watch Sam get his life get even more miserable!
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