"Oh, bollocks." Excellent. Eric was still laughing at him. Scowling, Alan swung his scythe upwards with a little more vigour than he had intended and cut cleanly into the human's chest, toppling her over backwards. Too late. As he watched, the offending strand of Cinematic Record fluttered before his eyes and he saw the replay of himself tripping over his own bloody feet as they pursued the victim, Eric bent double in the background. Just brilliant. Now his clumsiness could be immortalized in the Reaper Library for the rest of time. And all he could do was pout on the ground like a child.
Eric was in hysterics. "C'mon, Al," he snickered, collecting the Record and marking the reap off on the 'To Die' list before offering his partner a gloved hand for Alan to pull himself up. The brunette accepted with a huff, busying himself with brushing the dust from his knees and not making eye contact. Unhelpfully, Eric added, "It's not every Junior that makes their way into history on their first reap, y'know."
Wanted to post this early because I like it and I know I won't get much writing time when school starts up again.