you calm down and try to get yourself together, knowing if you screw up, you're dead. "Um...Mr. Reaper?"
"Just call me Charle, that's what I'm called when I'm human."
"Okay, Charle, I want you to give me a hand with a little revenge....."
"What's in if for me?" You whisper in his ear something that both makes him grin from ear to ear and makes your own skin crawl at the thought. "You got it, just hope you're as quick in bed as you are on your feet....." again your skin crawls at the thought.
again you ring her doorbell. "Hel-.....Oh.....My.....GOD!!!" her face turns a chalk white as she sees the man with the sythe in his hand and a grin on his face, her only choice was to break down and cry right then and there to your joy. "Have a heart! I didn't mean to do it!"
"Oh, that's bull s#$% if I ever heard it....now, what shall I do to you?"
"Please don't kill me!"
"Well? I can deform her in some way, any suggestions? we could do a little of this....." she suddenly is turned into a chicken. "or this...." she's turned into a confused and scared puppy, "or my personal favorite..." she's turned into a little kitten that can't even stand on it's legs as it meows in agony at her own life being fooled around with.