"So how'd it go?" squealed Jackie as they sat down in the Underworld Mall's food court. Grim raised an invisible eyebrow at the excited albino in front of him. "And what 'it' would that be," he asked her before taking a gulp of his soda.

Jackie's smile widened. "Y'know, being the Grim Reaper, that band you tried to start, trying to take over the world? All that stuff you'd used to go on about in high school," she explained, stealing one of his French fries. Billy and Mandy had disappeared a while ago, something about getting some candy or something. Grim slapped her hand away from his fries, intentionally missing and letting her have one. "Well," he started, "as you can see, the Reaper ting worked out." He motioned to his robes as emphasis.

"Oh? Reaper robes, huh? And here I was thinking I was missing out on the latest fashion."

Grim ignored her comment, instead focusing on protecting his depleting stack of fries. "The band, though, wasn't a good idea. Not something I'll try again. Ever. For the rest of time," he told her, shuttering at the memories. Jackie giggled at him, muttering a quick "Wow, that popular huh?" before nodding for him to continue. "As for ruling the world' the skeleton muttered, his Jamaican-accented voice turning disappointed, "I don't tink that will happen anytime soon."

This time Jackie knew a smart-alec comment wasn't a good idea. She decided to go with a concerned one instead. "And why you that be?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. "After all, being the Reaper means ultimate power right? Shouldn't take that much, now should it?"

Grim pouted at her, eye sockets narrowing slightly. "It's not dat simple, child! There are…complications!"

"Ooh, testy! Getting defensive, 'ey dear Grim?" Jackie teased, leaning over the table. "Wouldn't have anything to do with those two little teens, hm?"

"Shut up," he growled, stuffing a French fry into his mouth.

"Aha, that's it isn't it!"Jackie cried, pointing a finger in the air dramatically. She blew a bubble with her pink gum, smiling a little and her long time friend routinely popped it. "But seriously Grim, watcha do? Loose a bet or something?"

Of course, she didn't expect that to be true. The distressed Reaper sighed softly, hanging his head. "Yes, actually." The blond across from him gave a very blunt 'Explain' look before resting her chin in her hands.

"I lost a game a limbo with those two twerps and now I've got ta be their 'best friend forever'!" he said darkly, and almost tangible could-o-doom growing around him. "And dat was when they were in elementary school! It's high school now and it's even worse. Before it was 'Grim, get me water' or 'Grim, clean that up', but now it's 'Grim help me with calculous' or 'Grim, help be study for my Spanish exam'! I can't take it!"

Jackie waited patiently as her friend ranted, waiting for the final mutter of "I hate those kids" before placing a hand on his boney shoulder. "Cheer up, Grimmy," he told him softly, taking on a motherly air. "It can't be that bad." Grim groaned at that, banging his skull against the table. "It is, trust me, it is."

The childish girl brought a finger to her lips, looking deep in thought, before snapping her fingers. "I've got it Grimmy! I've got the perfect solution other than killing them!"

The Grim Reaper raised an eyebrow ridge, lifting his head up. "And what might dat be," he asked hesitantly, not sure if he wanted to know the answer. Jackie smiled widely, jumping up into a Superman pose.

"I'll come back to the Human World with you!"

And that, my friends, is where this story really begins.